Archive for July, 2012

Earthquake Weather

Posted in Uncategorized with tags , on July 28, 2012 by johnbuckley100

Strummer fans will get the reference.  Leica M9, 21mm Summilux.  This photo’s worth clicking on, though no down-rezzed internet image can do a full-rez print justice.

Lovely Joe Strummer Cover Story In September Uncut

Posted in Music with tags , , on July 28, 2012 by johnbuckley100

We’d link to it, but there is no link yet.  Available on the just-released edition that surfaces in the Uncut iPad App.  The Chris Salewicz piece covers the period between Joe’s ditching the fake Clash Mk. II, and his time with the Mescaleros, and while it goes over ground familiar to obsessives who’ve read all the books and seen all the movies, it is a reminder of Joe’s rise-fall-redemption cycle.  Lucky enough to have seen the bookend U.S. performances — from the Clash’s arrival at the Palladium during their Pearl Harbor Tour in February 1979, to the Mescalero’s performance at the 930 Club a few weeks after 9/11 — and many in between, it’s a reminder of how Strummer was both hero and human, a concocted persona as authentic as any of his fellow rock’n’roll greats.

American County Fair

Posted in Uncategorized with tags , on July 27, 2012 by johnbuckley100

We love county fairs.  For some glimpses of a fair in the American West, go here.

Leica M9, 35mm Summilux FLE.

Up In The Air

Posted in Uncategorized with tags , on July 27, 2012 by johnbuckley100

Leica M9, 35mm Summilux FLE

Evening Light In Aspen Forest

Posted in Uncategorized with tags , on July 26, 2012 by johnbuckley100

Leica M9, 50mm Summilux

The Very Definition Of A Brown Thumb

Posted in Uncategorized with tags , on July 20, 2012 by johnbuckley100

Leica M9, 21mm Summilux, 160 ISO, F/

Wilco At Wolf Trap

Posted in Uncategorized with tags , , on July 18, 2012 by johnbuckley100

 

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Wilco are virtuosi, we’ve known that for years, but the last few times we’ve seen them, there has been a level of perfection that belied spontaneity.  Not so last night at Wolf Trap, where a band that plays tighter than a rusted rivet was loose, and frisky, and don’t even get us started on Nels Cline.  At one point — maybe it was after “The Art of Almost” and “Handshake Drugs” had Cline’s left hand working the frets with the force and precision of pistons in a V12 Aston Martin, or it could have been just before the Duane and Dicky harmony guitar in “Impossible Germany” — Tweedy looked over at his unlikely partner, and then at us in the crowd, and all he could do was smile, as in, “Do you believe this guy?”

 

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Somehow, we lucked out and glommed what we were forced to refer to as the Mitt Romney tickets — not just in the 1 percent, but in the .01 percent, you know, so close we were listening to the band directly from their amplifiers, not via the ginormous sound system way above us that pumped out the songs all the way to the folks on the lawn, but in the range of the band’s own monitors — and inside that auditory bubble, Wilco was as fine as we have ever heard them, going all the way back to the Jay Bennett days.  Relaxed and having fun, with essentially the same physical set and playlist as on their tour last Autumn, Wilco’s making the most of their summer vacation.  We look forward to new music, but are grateful they played songs from throughout their magnificent and storied career.

Lee Ranaldo played a fine set to kick things off, and with Cline doing double duty and playing with his friend, you could imagine, from the guitars, that couples therapy had done the trick, and Sonic Youth were reformed.

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