Sunday, November 23, 2008

House proud

I did a search on "holsapple" on Google blogs today, and look what I found!

That's my house, courtesy of Virtual Globetrotting. In our never-ending quest to know every jot and tittle about everybody else on Earth, this site was a no-brainer. My house is toward the end of sixty-seven pages of Homes - Celebrity - Entertainment - Musicians. That's over 1600 houses, all over the globe. Many are former residences (divorces, deaths and changing fortunes) and many are palatial, especially on the first few pages. And many belong to people you really didn't ever think much about in terms of their domiciles, in the world of 'cribs'.

My house is not a crib. It's just a house. I love my house, and I don't care who sees my back porch, honestly, especially in this high-flying bird's eye view. You can't see the tomatoes growing or the pyramid of clay pots. Some virtual map images have our old cars, long since sold or towed away. You also can't see the brush I have yet to clear or my brand-new driveway-length oil leak (now repaired).

It's a little weird, to find my house within the Celebrity - Entertainment - Musicians domain. I've always thought I've flown somewhat under conventional radar in that regard, but someone deemed me worthy of an entry, I guess, and the back of my house is now immortal in a tiny corner of the computer screen.

Tuesday, November 18, 2008

Monday, November 10, 2008

The Voxmobile

Today, on Craigslist (a place I spend entirely too much time visiting), I was alerted to the continued existence of one of the coolest showcars ever, the Voxmobile. Built in 1967 by George Barris, who also came up with the Munster Coach and the Batmobile among other legendary vehicles, the Voxmobile was featured in "Where the Action Is", the Sixties rock music tv show hosted by Paul Revere and the Raiders (another Vox-endorsed band) who rode around on it, Uncle Paul at the Vox Super Continental organ mounted in the rear; I used to watch the show after school. There are enough inputs in the variously-mounted Vox Super Beatle amps throughout the car to support 32 inputs, and there are a dozen speakers, not to mention the rear-fender mounted Phantom IV Bass and Phantom VI Guitar.

I guess I'd consigned the Voxmobile to the scrapheap, or stuck in some musty garage in Omaha, rusting and decomposing from neglect. But I was wrong! The new owners are in the process of restoring it to its original glory and plan on exhibiting it at car shows in the future.

All hail the mighty Voxmobile!

Friday, November 7, 2008

May 1, 2009

Mark your calendars for this day. Something very nice is going to happen at Carrollton Station in New Orleans that night.

Care to guess what that might be?

PS (11.7.08) sorry Jeff, no H-Bombs/Cigz, but the other guesses are correct.

Saturday, November 1, 2008

Early Voting Day

Wow, what an amazing day! Mac McCaughan of Merge Records and Superchunk put on a massive show at Graham Terrace today in Chapel Hill to draw people in for the last Early Voting Day.

Orange County, unlike much of NC, decided not to extend the voting hours 'til 5pm. So there was a lot of activity from 9am until 1pm at Morehead Planetarium where the actual early voting was taking place.

At 9am, Portastatic started the day's festivities. Mac told me later on that at that hour "my hands were freezing."

The starting lineup of artists included Regina Hexaphone featuring the lovely and talented Sara Bell, and one of my favorite soulful singers, Greg Humphreys of Dillon Fence and Hobex who has a new solo album out called Trunk Songs. I didn't make it to the gig in time to hear anything from these fine artists, unfortunately, but the family deserved a pancake breakfast and I finally felt well enough after three weeks of walking pneumonia to oblige them.

As I got there, the sounds of the Bowerbirds greeted me. I'd seen them at a craft fair/rock show at Tir Na Nog several years ago, and they've hardened their sound somewhat (although a twenty-minute set is hardly enough time to determine whether there's a shift like that truly happening).

I was also greeted by a bunch of Will's and my old friends including Richard Clodfelter, visiting from Germany where he's lived for a long time, directing and acting. Richard was a high school compatriot, always a part of the Little Diesel web of intellectual nuts, and his visits to the States are rare. I'd had to miss a party in his honor at the onset of the walking pneumonia, so I was really glad to see him, as well as Alex Bee, Bill Hibbits, Tom Robins and former Sneakers/H-Bombs bassist Robert Keely. It's the nucleus of my best friends throughout high school, and I'm grateful to still feel that kind of comradeship between us.

Here's a picture of some old pals that I'll treasure forever.(l-r: Clodfelter, Holsapple, Bee, Hibbits, Robins, Keely, Rigby)

Another old pal that showed up was Rob Ladd, best known locally as the drummer for the Pressure Boys. Rob also played drums with Don Henley and Alanis Morrissette, as well as the Red Clay Ramblers and Don Dixon. Hell, he was even the drummer for the Continental Drifters for a spell. Rob's moved back to the area, and it was really great to see him and chat for a bit.

Other combo notables who were in attendance were Kitty Moses from the X-teens, Alex Maiolo, Lynn Blakey from Tres Chicas, and my new bandmate Patrick Phelan from Luego. Many generations of Triangle area rock were represented, and it was great to see.

Billy Bragg, who I'd met years ago when I played with R.E.M., agreed to come over for a short set. He played a full concert tonight at Duke University, but his twenty minutes were filled with great songs like "Sexuality" and a tear-inducing rendition of "Save the Country" by the late Laura Nyro. He reminded the audience that the potential of electing Barack Obama as president was a great indicator to the rest of the world that the US population is not a mirror of the administration of the preceding eight years; and Billy rightly noted that, if Senator Obama is elected on Tuesday, that November 5th is the day that the real work begins here, trying to band together to fix what's wrong and seeking a collective vision that we can implement in the future. Billy is very inspiring to listen to, both as a singer and as an orator. (It was packed and I couldn't get a good picture of him, sorry.)

Ivan from the Rosebuds, another Merge act, played his sophisticated pop songs acoustically as his bandmate Kelly looked on from the audience. A makeshift choir of musical friends augmented his performance toward the end of his set, adding a serene set of harmonies to some already beautiful music.

Mac and Jim Wilbur were the acoustic Superchunk (Jon Wurster was out on tour with the Mountain Goats). Another short but powerful set of gorgeous music from our host, whom I believe could run for Governor of North Carolina and probably get elected, given his natural ability to motivate people and pull them together. I'd be first in line to vote for him.

Then it was our turn. Gene Holder could not come down for this show, so our one of our dearest friends and most talented musicians, Mitch Easter, stepped in and substituted on electric bass with The dB's. Chris and Mitch have been best friends since they were tiny, much like Will and myself. And I've always been in awe of Mitch's guitar playing (the irony of me playing lead guitar while my early idol is holding down the bass beside me was not lost here) as well as his writing and production work. In some respects, Mitch has always been in the fold anyway, so his debut with the band in 2008 was as natural as could be imagined.

We did the longest set of the day for those who stuck around after the polling place had closed. My recent illness had me somewhat apoplectic that my voice wouldn't survive a set of loud rock, but the Infinite Healing Power of Rock and Roll gave me the strength to sing hard and clear. Hooray!

Our set was:
Big Brown Eyes
Dear Valentine (new from Chris)
Shapes of Things (a Yardbirds cover during which I got to be Jeff Beck on for the solo!)
V.O.T.E. (from Chris' record with Yo La Tengo, all thirty seconds of it)
That Time is Gone (new one of mine)
Send Me Something Real (new from Chris)
Clever (new from Chris)
Ask For Jill
Excitement (from one of Chris' solo albums, although The dB's had learned it prior to his departure in 1983)

(not sure that's the exact order as I didn't grab a copy of the set list)

(l-r: Stamey, Easter, Holsapple, Rigby)

I felt that we played a fun, loose and entertaining set. Mitch was flawless. Will was the engine room, as usual, keeping the songs right in the pocket. Chris looked like he was having a great time, too.

People used the word 'shredding' to describe my lead guitar playing, which I believe is considered a complement in the vernacular. Me, I just wailed and swung around with my Les Paul Junior like I was nineteen years old again. I felt free and enjoyed the company onstage and off on a day like no other.

You shoulda been there....