Yes, I’m Glad They Shot the Pirates

I woke up this morning to the news that the Navy had killed the the three Somali pirates, and rescued Captain Richard Phillips, and I gave a little internal cheer. As I continued with my online reading, I found quite a few people saying they were not so happy.

Many of them are making good points. The United States is directly responsible for the disaster in Somalia, having intervened in a civil war, pulled out after a helicopter was shot down, then helped destablize the Islamic government that was starting to pull the country together.

Beyond that, Phillips’ plight received so much attention solely because he is an American citizen. It is hypocritical and bigoted to call for the pirates’ heads after they kidnap an American, but to pay no attention when they kill or threaten to kill French, Taiwanese, Ukranians, and many others. Bloodthirsty jingoism like “Three dead pirates are only a start” is disgusting.

However. Is Richard Phillips, an innocent man doing his job — a native, by the way, of rednoodlealien‘s hometown — guilty of any of this? Do liberals who condemn collective punishment such as the Israeli policy of demolishing suicide bomber’s houses and making their families homeless, support collective punishment like this? Do liberals who oppose the death penalty for people who really did murder someone, also believe that a random civilian should be executed, without due process, for the crimes of people he’s never met, or for beliefs and attitudes he may not share?

That’s callous and cruel nonsense, as callous and cruel as Bobby Jindal and Mark Sanford letting their citizens suffer to make a political point. Richard Phillips, the human being with a wife and kids, who worked a difficult and dangerous job, did nothing to deserve to be held by thugs on a lifeboat for days and threatened with death.

You can’t say the same about the thugs who were holding him, who did make individual decisions that led to their own deaths. They may not have chosen to be in their economic and social situation, but they certainly chose to take a hostage after they failed to take over the ship, and to threaten to kill him rather than surrendering or negotiating his release. And if you believe the Navy they may have been preparing to kill him when they were shot. Let’s also remember that these pirates are not heroic Robin Hoods. They go back home with their money, buy Hummers and Escalades and automatic weapons, and terrorize the Somalis who have not chosen to become criminals.

The decision of whether or not to pull the trigger in this instance came down to this: Who deserves to live more? The innocent hostage, or the three thugs? Given the choice, which the thugs created, I support the Navy’s decision. It’s not pleasant, but I’m much happier this morning to read that the three of them were shot and killed, than that they had killed their hostage.

I hope this incident leads to a constructive set of policies to address the problem, as opposed to the raids on the pirate strongholds that some are calling for. Perhaps this will serve as the impetus to try to help Somalia rather than further damaging it. But let us please not confuse that issue with the plight of one Vermonter who suffered something none of us would ever want to endure.

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I Don’t Hate My iPhone

I don’t hate my iPhone because I don’t have one. I have a Treo. The PalmOS is showing its age, and it doesn’t synchronize that well with the Mac, so I’ve been thinking about replacing it, and the iPhones are awfully beautiful. And all the cool kids have one. Maybe I should reconsider, even if it meant leaving Verizon, the only mobile service provider I haven’t hated with a passion?

Last month I needed to replace my iPod, so I bought an iPod Touch, which is basically an iPhone minus the phone, but with all other functionality including wi-fi connectivity. It’s lovely and I like it very much, but I am very glad it’s not my phone. I like plenty of things about it, but I don’t need to add to the iPhone gushing. Instead, I now have some solid answers for everyone who says they are shocked I haven’t rushed out to buy an iPhone.

Why I Would Hate an iPhone If I’d Bought One

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Two Guitarists and a Microphone

And a lot of special guests. Bob Jones and Boo Reiners, otherwise known as the Plunk Brothers, had a CD release party at Jalopy last night. Their first set consisted entirely of songs from their brand new CD, Two Guitarists and a Microphone, which is not available online yet but hopefully will be soon. It’s 40 minutes of wonderful guitar duets and harmony singing. Their live shows are a joy to watch and that spirit comes through on the recording.

In the second set they invited a series of guest stars up to play with them, including singer Jen Larson who frequently shares a stage with them, and also Trip Henderson, Ben Fraker, Elena Skye, the Sheriff of Good Times, and me. It was great fun and a great honor to play with them and a wonderful night overall.

Boo is a well-known country guitarist who’s played with Opry stars and won Grammies, and along with his partner Elena Skye runs the Demolition String Band, a great NYC roots outfit. Bob was a founding member of the Wretched Refuse String Band and an original member of the Andy Statman Klezmer Orchestra, and repairs/restores guitars for most of the East Coast’s bluegrass/old-time musicians.

They play fairly often in Brooklyn, so keep an eye out for them.

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Del Rey and Craig Flury

I have been stalking lessons from mary_wroth, it would seem. Last night I went to the Good Coffeehouse in Brooklyn to see my second Del Rey show this week. Del is not nearly as famous as she should be. You could pile every living blues guitarist you’ve ever heard of on one side of a balance scale, and put her on the other, and they’d all have to be scraped off the ceiling.

She’s a complete master of traditional fingerstyle guitar, but takes it to all sorts of places that the originators of that style — Blind Blake, Gary Davis, etc — never dreamed of. Last night, along with clarinetist Craig Flury, she played hot 20s jazz, two calypso numbers, several mind-bending original tunes, and old tunes for which she wrote new lyrics because she thought the original words were stupid.

She’s a virtuoso player, playing sophisticated jazz fingerings with all sorts of counterrhythms and moving bass lines, all at lightning speed, relaxed and smiling the whole time, or raising an eyebrow at her guitar as if it had considered talking back to her. Her lead playing is mostly beyond my comprehension; if I could play rhythm backing the way she does I’d be happy. Very happy.

Here she is doing a classic blues, and here she is doing a duet with Steve James, a ragtime tribute to many great guitarists including her hero Memphis Minnie.

She doesn’t come out east that often, but if you live in the Northwest, she lives in Seattle and plays around that area frequently. I guarantee you’d enjoy the evening.

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Rediscovering Ambience and Minimalism

A little while ago, I wrote about rediscovering some of the electronic and ambient music I used to listen to I was in college. A friend recently mentioned that she is using some of Philip Glass’s music in a dance piece she’s working on, so I pulled Glassworks off the shelf and put on the turntable. It was Glass’s first attempt to create music for the popular realm, six short-form pieces that work very well together as an album-sized unit. I like his gentle solo piano work better than his intensely rhythmic compositions; after a period of fascination with Einstein On the Beach, I eventually found it too relentless to listen to all the way through. Glassworks has a few pieces along those lines but they flow out of, and back into, more thoughtful piano pieces. I also finally bought the soundtrack to The Hours, which I remember loving when I saw the movie.

So at Virgin last night, I bought Glassworks on CD, a new edition that includes as “bonus tracks” an entire other album of music he did for a Twyla Tharp dance piece. I also bought the two symphonies he wrote based on the music of Brian Eno and David Bowie, Low Symphony and “Heroes” Symphony. They’re all very good morning music. They are also part of a theme in my listening lately. I’ve been listening to a few albums that consist of reimagined versions of familiar work. Bang On a Can did a live version of Brian Eno’s Music For Airports a few years back, and while at the time I thought it was pointless, it showed up recently on eMusic and I downloaded it on a whim. It’s quite wonderful. So is Arturo Stalteri’s coolAugustMoon, chamber music versions of Eno compositions ranging from his ambient work to some of his rock tunes.

Which leads to some other thoughts on record stores. Or CD stores, or whatever you call a place like Virgin, which sells CDs and T-shirts and books and movies and random crap like leather wallets with chains attached and the AC/DC logo burned into them. Oh, and records too. The Virgin in Times Square is, I believe, already closed, and the one in Union Square is closing soon. On the one hand I won’t miss them; they’re overpriced, annoying and loud. On the other hand, on the way to a movie last night, I was able to stop in and look at his albums and buy not only the one I was looking for (Glassworks, which comes in several versions) but also a second which I’d thought about buying when it came out but had forgotten about. And I was able to have the increasingly rare experience of opening an album and reading the liner notes before being able to listen to it, and anticipating the music while reading about it. I do like being able to buy music online, but I would miss that experience, and I am glad that it seems we will still have the best big-box record store in the city: J&R.

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Made in Queens

Gothic Cabinet Craft, which built the new book/LP/CD cases I posted about a little while ago, were profiled today in the New York Times. It’s a local business, founded in a store that still exists (the one I visited to design the bookcases) at Third Avenue and Thirteenth Street. The factory is in Maspeth, it’s still family-owned, and employs hundreds of local craftsmen. It’s wonderful to be able to support a local business like that with such satisfying results. I’ll probably be buying more from them in the future.

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“How the hell can you run a goddamn railroad without swearing? “

I watched two classic 1970s New York City movies this week — Taxi Driver and The Taking Of Pelham One Two Three. And I liked the latter a lot more than the former.

Pelham is by far the best Quentin Tarantino film ever made, and he was 11 years old when it came out. It’s a classic thriller about the hijacking of a subway train — identified by the location and time of its departure in the Bronx — with a stellar cast and fantastic shots of early 1970s New York. Great scenes in Union Square and along Lafayette Street and Fourth Avenue, and a car crash staged next to the cube on Astor Place, when there was a “Gourmet Treats” store where the Starbucks is now.

And of course, a lot of wonderful subway footage from the era when subway signs were not color-coded, and were hand-cranked. And the fare was 35 cents. The best line (of many contenders), from an irascible train dispatcher: “Screw the goddamn passengers! What the hell did they expect for their lousy 35 cents — to live forever?”

And one of the single best endings of any movie, ever. Oh! And a whiny egotistic mayor who is a dead ringer for Ed Koch, years before anyone had ever even heard of him.

Meanwhile, Taxi Driver is a disturbing film that’s not much fun to watch. Aside from the nostalgia shots of the city, the part I enjoyed most was seeing Robert DeNiro and Harvey Keitel and Jodie Foster so young, long before they were superstars. The acting is superb, but they’ve all made much better movies and so has Scorcese. The writing and direction are heavy-handed, and I don’t find the “grit” of 1970s New York all that romantic or interesting. These characters are nowhere near as compelling as Hoffman and Voight in Midnight Cowboy; they have no sweetness or innocence or depth. Overall you just want to take a shower after seeing it.

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Bob Guida, RIP


Bob Guida
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Bob Guida, the great blues guitarist and singer, a jovial and powerful presence in the Brooklyn music scene for decades, died last night. Shlomo Pestcoe posted the following announcement to the NY bluegrass and old-time list:

As some of you may have heard, Bob Guida passed away yesterday, Wednesday, March 11th. Bob had a heart attack as he was setting up his equipment to do a performance at a local library.

As per the Guida family’s wishes, Bob’s funeral and wake this weekend will be a small private familial function. Of course, there will be a larger memorial sometime in the near future. However, it’s too early to discuss or organize such an event. Please understand that everyone is still very much in a state of shock and distraught over Bob’s sudden passing.

Jim Garber and I are planning to set up a memorial site for Bob on Facebook asap. We’ll let folks know when it’s up.

All of our love and best wishes go out to Phylis Guida (Bob’s widow) and the Guida family in their tragic loss.

Rest in peace, Bob. You are sorely missed by your many friends and loved ones.

“Bob loved performing and making people happy with his wonderful music and singing,” Shlomo said in a Facebook posting. “It was Bob’s fondest wish that when his time came, he would be able to take his leave of this world while on stage. And yesterday his wish was granted. He will be sorely missed.”

Eli Smith interviewed Bob along with fellow Otis Brother Pat Conte last year. You can see video of the interview and follow a bunch of great links at the Down Home Radio site.

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The Subway Sings Somewhere — Now In Video

You may remember that one of my songs for February Album Writing Month was “The Subway Sings Somewhere, which combined field recordings of the NYC subway with harmonica and guitar and various loops and electronic treatments to create a song based on the musical tones made by the newer subway trains. Most people identify those tones as the opening notes of “Somewhere,” from West Side Story.

The day I made the field recordings (on the way to Staten Island for my dad’s birthday), I also shot some video, and today I finally got around to editing them into a video to go with the song. It includes (starting at the two-minute mark) a complete view of “Masstransiscope,” an animated piece by artist and filmmaker Bill Brand that can be seen on the Manhattan-bound BMT tracks between Dekalb Avenue and the Manhattan Bridge.

The abandoned subway station shown at the end is the Cortlandt Street stop on the R/W, one of the World Trade Center stops abandoned after 9/11. I used to get off the train there every day to go to work.

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