James Bond fans are posting away on Facebook, desperately seeking a way to resurrect James Bond from the Dead! I may have found the solution!
Ice Ten
by
John Presco
James In La La Land
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SYNOPSIS: After Teresa Bond was assassinated, Jame had a mental breakdown, and restirred to Los Angeles. In a month he is contacted by The British Defense Staff who was concerned about a shipment of an experimental drug called ICE TEN, that was inspired by Vonnegits, Ice 9, and was being manufacurted by friends of Grace Slick, who wanted to turn the whole world on to….
Plan Ten From Outer Space
The group Love was involved in spready LOVE TEN in teh LA basin.
“The Love Net is coming! Get caught and surrender!”
“Do you got the NATCH and the NET?”
I’m going to let Boris Kackha and Charles Shield know I am a Bond Author, and saved James Bond from Brocolli Death.
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When Jim Morrison spotted Kaye, he pulled out his wangy-doodle and shouted;
“Hey Kaye! Play some deep base riffs on this?”
Kaye did her best to ignore this obscene jester that had Jim’s audience hooting. Not to be denied, Jim hopped off the stage on to a table, then another as he made his way to where James Bond sat with his first Los Angeles date. He had disobeyed his psychiatrists orders, and gave an infamous wink to Kaye as she got out of the car with Bryan MacLean who took her up to the mansion once owned by Bela Lugosi. As Kaye stood to avoid being trampled by rock and roles latest mad man, James stood, and in one deft motion, body-slammed Morrison down on the table knocking the wind out of him. Feeling a hand tugging on his shoulder, 007 turned to get a blast of lewd poetic rage from Michael McClure.
“You can’t treat my poet that way, you limey bastard!” slurred drunken McClure who went flying across the room after Bond delivered a right cross. The Beatnik Bard…..was out cold, They had met at the castle party a few nights before, and, McClure got pissed when James could recite all the poetry of Keats and Shelly.
Mr. McClure rose slowly wiping the blood that poured from his nose. Pointing his red hand at Bond, he put a curse on this agent – who had a license to kill.
“You don’t know who you are fucking with. I will sick the whole Bohemian Nation upon you. Like a pack of hyaenas. we will bring you down! Mark my words……Mr. Bond!”
On this day, December 22, 2023, I declare myself Titular King of Jerusalem, Gaza, and the Viceroy of New Spain as depicted on the map above. I am the Viceroy of the Philippines, Guam, part of Taiwan, and the State of Florida. I am the king of Ancient Bohemia and the Czech Republic.
I Launched My Literary Career Into Outer Space
Posted on July 15, 2024 by Royal Rosamond Press
I not only thew my literary chance – out the window – I sent it hurtling towards the sun! I blew it
BIG TIME!
Eleven years ago a dozen published authors were witness to me setting myself on fire. But, gravity is for real, and…….I’M BACK! I am on the Faeebook of Boris Kackha, the former Editor of the New York magazine who wrote a piece about my ex – who found a old trunk in the house she just bought. It was full of postcards from Germany with swastika stamps. That trunk – has come back!
“Greg Presco: Charles has lobbed some balls across my plate with his steam motorcycle and Joyce. In my un-finished novel ‘The Gideon Computer’ the last hippie of the future channels a Nazi whose love for wood-burning cars allows him to get near the hard-water German is making, and helps sabotage the plants. These A-bombs would be delivered with V2 rockets. My ex had shown my Pynchon’s books, but, I found them a hard read.”
John G. Waterfront
Photo Credit: Guadalupe Shields
Boris Kachka
Boris Kachka is the former books editor of the Los Angeles Times. Previously, he was an editor and writer at New York magazine for two decades. He has written profiles of authors including Joan Didion, Toni Morrison and Harper Lee; investigated turmoil at various cultural and media institutions; expanded books coverage across the publication’s many verticals; and covered film, television, theater and book publishing. He is also the author of “Hothouse,” a cultural history of the publisher Farrar, Straus and Giroux; “Becoming a Veterinarian”; and “Becoming a Producer.”
I was sent to NYC to find Thomas Pynchon.
I’m working as a freelance photographer in Oslo, Norway. A couple of months ago a magazine sent me to NYC to do a feature on Pynchon. Me and the journalist had dug up what information we could and headed out to do the story and within the first hour it unfolded into something quite interesting. The article is out today and can be read here
Not sure if it’s behind a paywall for you guys, but let me know and I’ll copy the translated text!
Lucy in the Sky with Starship
Posted on January 12, 2014 by Royal Rosamond Press
On December 29, 2013, I posted this on the Facebook of Charles J. Shield who wrote ‘And so it goes’ the biography of Kurk Vonnegut, my idol…..
“If Lucia had her way, she would go with a Dance Drama, a tale of how a classic Anglo-Saxon novel is assimilated into the Hippie Dance Music Culture. The Grateful Dead will do Finnagan’s Wake, and, here come the Lucettes! Turn down volume on India dance and leave Love song.”
On Christmas Day, my Muse, Rena, wrote me a four page letter that she mailed on January 3rd. I opened this letter on January 9th. and wept tears of joy. I feared she might be dead. Tomorrow, the four page letter I wrote will be opened by the woman who had a profound influence on my life, and the life of my late sister, for after Christine saw a photo of the painting I did of my Muse, she took up art.
Rena studied classical ballet, jazz, modern dance, and tap. She attended the Academy of Washington Ballet, the London School of Contemporary Dance, and studied and apprenticed with Susan Alexander, former principal dancer with the Royal Ballet. If Rena would accept I would like her to be the principal choreographer for ‘Love Dance’
Prepare The Anti-War Starship
Posted on March 1, 2022 by Royal Rosamond Press
I just posted this on Ken Babb’s Facebook. Ken has emergency heart surgery on Feb 10th. and is doing well. I mention the video above. Did any of these young people invade Ukraine in 2014 and they became disillusioned? There is a anti-war movement in Russia – and Putin has long known it. This is his target in his show of military nationalism. He is trying to save his Youth Legacy. We saw the Republicans attempt the same thing with Nixon – and Trump!
John Presco
P.S. Timing is everything! Can you see the U.S.S. Peter Defazio sailing around Taiwan with the best speakers ever made sending this Green Peace Message across the waters – and universe!
P.S.S. WTF! In that video. That’s Rod Stewart in drag on what looks like the Rock Freak Carney Show. Putin hates gays, and may be one of the reasons he invades the Ukraine – for starters. He is on a holy crusade. The He-man statue looks like he’s on steroids ready to kill queers. Wow! Music does not have all the answers. Remember the hippie in front of the library collecting signatures to legalize pot.? How political of him. Did he die in a homeless camp? The growers should make a statue of him and put him in front of the new library with clipboard, and, he’s holding out a pen. That’s the real hero of the Emerald Vallery – and not Ken ‘The Reader’……in my opinion.
Did you notice there was no music at Putin’s Country Fair. Why? How many bands at Woodstock sang a anti-war message? I dropped acid with members of the Jefferson Airplane who was very aware of the affects of the Cold War. Putin is Manson on steroids and he is threatening to nuke his enemies. I am running for Governor of Oregon. I want this Sate to fund a anti-war movement using taxes on pot. Bands will get State funding. No more insane music-politics in my valley. I want the Feds to build a destroyer and name it the U.S. Peter Defazio. It will be manned with anti-war experts who also know how to topple dictators with rock n roll and sane messages to young people. IT WORKS. We are poised to spend trillion on arms. Here is my fight with a author who could have promoted me if I had kept my Hippie Mouth – shut! Evil politics in the literary world – can go to hell. State funded books is the answer. https://rosamondpress.com/2014/01/12/lucy-in-the-sky-with-starship/
riverrun, past Eve and Adam’s, from swerve of shore to bend
of bay, brings us by a commodius vicus of recirculation back to
Howth Castle and Environs.
Holy Grail of Rock Posters
Posted on October 25, 2022 by Royal Rosamond Press
My friend, Peter Shapiro, played with The Marbles as the Tribute To Doctor Strange at the Longshoreman’s Hall. He played briefly with the Charlatans, and then with The Loading Zone. Grace Slick was there, singing for The Great Society, which she would leave to sing for The Jefferson Airplane. What is so amazing, is…The Slim Pickings! Acid Rock Bands were hard to find – because this is The Genesis! They were interchangeable! The venue is being invented – as you go! Peter and i are working on a musical ‘The Roof Job, and thus he is….The Longest Running Music Man! Grace Slick is The Longest Running Music Woman. Linda Tillery is – right there! I was working on a large seascape when Linda came to audition. She filled 13th. Street with light!
Our friend, Christine Wandel, who started dating Peter in 1964, was a good friend of Joe Marra and met John Sebastian at a tribute to the Night Owl. She talked with his nephew at Joe’s memorial last year. This history is still being made – and recorded.
John Presco
Here is the seldom seen poster for the “Second” Family Dog production that took place here in San Francisco which predates any of the actual Family Dog posters that we are most familiar with. It was billed as “A Tribute to Sparkle Plenty”. While not a really a psychedelic style piece, it is indeed historical and quite sought after and…. oh so Rare! If you can find one of these “Posters From The Past” it will set you back a few thousand at best in almost any condition! The phrases used in the descriptions of the bands i.e. “the rigorous strains of” the Lovin’ Spoonful and the “slightly applied-cheeked illusion” of the Charlatans, are amusing. At the bottom it finishes up with “a marvelously oblique way to strike it rich”! I think that’s accurate!
It was 57 (WowZeR) years ago back in 1965, that The Lovin’ Spoonful, The Charlatans, Larry Hankin, and Russ the Moose Syracuse as M.C. were billed at this seminal event at The Longshoreman’s Hall. This rock poster was created by Ami Magill. It is a fairly large piece at 20″ X 26″. About 30 years ago she re-printed it, only this time on a gold colored paper stock with actual glitter for the “Sparkle”. Look closely and you will see Ami signed this piece lower right corner.
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Longshoremen’s Hall is about the last place in San Francisco you’d expect to kick off a countercultural revolution. A massive concrete polygonal pile with a mansard roof, the modernist building by architect Henry Hill squats at the edge of Fisherman’s Wharf — not exactly a neighborhood associated with hipness — a shrine to the blue-collar waterfront workers who were disappearing from the city when the building was constructed in 1959. Yet the International Longshoremen’s and Warehousemen’s Union hiring hall, to give it its full name, was the site of not one but two now-legendary events that kicked off what we now call the ’60s: San Francisco’s first rock dance concert, and that era-opening psychedelic circus known as the Trips Festival.
In 1965, a new, unclassifiable kind of rock music began bubbling up in San Francisco and the Bay Area. A host of bands with weird names quickly attracted avid fans. But there was a problem: You couldn’t dance to them. Thanks to archaic laws, it was almost impossible for San Francisco clubs to get dance permits. One venue where the emerging rock groups played was the Matrix nightclub on Fillmore near Lombard. The club was the brainchild of Martin Balin of Jefferson Airplane, a house band, but police would actually bust people for dancing to them.
This situation did not sit well with four young people who were living in a house at 2111 Pine St. They had recently returned from Virginia City, Nev., where they had been present at the prologue to the hippy era: the Red Dog summer. As recounted in an earlier Portals, a saloon and rock club called the Red Dog had opened in the old mining town in June 1965. A San Francisco group called the Charlatans was the first band to play there. The scene at the Red Dog was a weird and wonderful combination of psychedelia and the Wild West, and it blew everyone’s mind who walked through its swinging doors.
When the Pine Street quartet got back to San Francisco, they decided they wanted to keep the weird good times going by staging similar rock dance concerts. But where to hold them, in dance-averse San Francisco?
One of the Pine Streeters, Luria Castell, was a political activist whose contacts had told her about Longshoremen’s Hall. It was a cavernous space with terrible acoustics, but if you got permits you could hold dances there. The quartet borrowed money from their parents, rented the hall, got the permits, and engaged the Charlatans, Jefferson Airplane, Great Society (featuring a singer named Grace Slick) and a group called Marbles. They arranged to have a light show put on by their Pine Street landlord, Bill Ham. The event would be held on Saturday, Oct. 16, 1965, and they called it A Tribute to Dr. Strange, after a Marvel Comics superhero. The young quartet called themselves the Family Dog.
Before the show, some Family Dog members paid a call on Chronicle music writer Ralph J. Gleason. Gleason was a jazz critic, but he had big ears and recognized that something important, and maybe historic, was brewing in the rock scene. He was to prove a remarkably prescient supporter of the new youth culture and its music.
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According to Charles Perry in “The Haight-Ashbury: A History,” the Family Dog members had no idea if anyone except their friends would attend the dance. They promoted it with a flyer drawn by another member of the group, Alton Kelly. On the night of the dance, Oct. 16, Kelly stood in the street in front of the hall, hoping to sell tickets to passers-by.
A crowd did show up. Perry writes, “For a couple of hundred people it was something they’d been waiting for without knowing it. They came as if there might never be anything like it again.”
It was a convulsive moment in America. The same weekend that this first-ever psychedelic rock dance concert took place, some of the largest anti-Vietnam War protest marches yet held took place across the country. And just two months earlier, riots had broken out in Watts, Los Angeles, followed by riots in other impoverished Black neighborhoods in other cities during what became known as the long, hot summer.
During the Family Dog’s visit with Gleason, Castell had told the critic, “San Francisco can be the American Liverpool.” Asked to explain, she said, “San Francisco is a pleasure city. San Francisco is the only city in the U.S. which can support a scene. New York is too large and confused, and Los Angeles is super-uptight plastic America.”
Alton Kelly told Gleason, “They’ve got to give people a place to dance. … There’ll be no trouble when they can dance.”
“And sure enough, last Saturday night there wasn’t,” Gleason wrote. “Everybody danced all night long and then quietly melted away into the morning. It just could be that the Family Dog has hold of something here that rivals the beginning of the Swing Era. At the very least, it’s fun and fascinating.”
This first iteration of the Family Dog (Chet Helms took over in February 1966) put on only four concerts. But Gleason was right. What four young free spirits started at Longshoremen’s Hall did indeed rival the beginning of the Swing Era in cultural significance.
Longshoremen’s Hall was soon to host an even more epochal happening: the Trips Festival. That wild three-night event will be the subject of the next Portals.
Gary Kamiya is the author of the best-selling book “Cool Gray City of Love: 49 Views of San Francisco.” His most recent book is “Spirits of San Francisco: Voyages Through the Unknown City.” All the material in Portals of the Past is original for The Chronicle.
Linda “Tui” Tillery (born September 2, 1948)[1][2] is an American singer, percussionist, producer, songwriter, and music arranger. She began her professional singing career at age 19 with the Bay Area rock band The Loading Zone. She is recognized as a pioneer in Women’s music, with her second solo album titled Linda Tillery released on Olivia Records in 1977. In addition to performing, she was the producer on three of Olivia’s first eight albums.[3] Within the women’s music genre, she has collaborated with June Millington, Deidre McCalla, Barbara Higbie, Holly Near, Margie Adam, and others.[4] Tillery was nominated for a Grammy Award in 1997 for Best Musical Album for Children.[5]
Tillery has been a professional musician for her entire adult life and has had a long career as a backing/supporting vocalist for mainstream artists as diverse as Santana, Bobby McFerrin, Huey Lewis and the News and the Turtle Island String Quartet. In the early 1990s, she began exploring the roots music of enslaved Africans and the African diaspora, forming the group The Cultural Heritage Choir which remains active.
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They were formed in Berkeley, California in 1966 by singer-keyboardist Paul Fauerso, following the dissolution of his jazz group The Tom Paul Trio. The original lineup was Fauerso, bassist Bob Kridle, drummer Ted Kozlowski (replaced by George Newcom), and guitarists Peter Shapiro and Steve Dowler,[2] both formerly of Berkeley psychedelic rock band The Marbles, who had supported Jefferson Airplane at the historic “Tribute to Dr. Strange”, the inaugural Family Dog promotion concert held at San Francisco’s Longshoreman’s Hall in October 1965.
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On August 24, 1877,[4][notes 6] Rangers and local authorities confronted Hardin on a train in Pensacola, Florida. He attempted to draw a .44 Colt cap-and-ball pistol but it got caught up in his suspenders. The officers knocked Hardin unconscious. They arrested two of his companions, and Ranger John B. Armstrong killed a third, a man named Mann, who had a pistol in his hand.[55][56][57] Hardin claimed that he was captured while smoking his pipe and that Duncan found Hardin’s pistol under his shirt only after his arrest.[7]: 119
The cover photograph of John Wesley Harding shows a squinting Dylan flanked by brothers Luxman and Purna Das, two Bengali Bauls, Indian musicians brought to Woodstock by Dylan’s manager, Albert Grossman. Behind Dylan is Charlie Joy, a local stonemason and carpenter.
Upon the album’s release, rumors circulated that the faces of the Beatles were hidden on the front cover in the knots of the tree. When contacted by Rolling Stone magazine in 1968, album cover photographer John Berg “acknowledged their presence but was reluctant to talk about it.”[10] However, in a 1995 interview, Berg clarified that although the images seem to resemble the Beatles, this was not done intentionally, nor was he aware of the resemblance until it was pointed out to him after the album’s release: “Later on, I got a call from Rolling Stone magazine in San Francisco. Someone had discovered little pictures of The Beatles and the hand of Jesus in the tree trunk. Well, I had a proof of the cover on my wall, so I went and turned it upside down and sure enough . . . Hahaha! I mean, if you wanted to see it, you could see it. I was as amazed as anybody.”[11]
The album sleeve is also notable for its liner notes, written by Dylan himself. The liner notes tells the story of three kings and three characters (Terry Shute, Frank, and Frank’s wife, Vera), incorporating details from the album’s songs.
Thirty-seven years after Asia’s first Nobel laureate, the Bengali cultural polymath Rabindranath Tagore, declared himself a ‘madcap baul’ in his Hibbert lecture in Oxford, UK – in a display of affinity towards the secular, rustic musical sect of the bauls – a group of five baul singers from Tagore’s homeland landed in San Francisco, then the heartland of hippie culture in the US, in September 1967.
The US was high on everything hippie. Drugs, rebellion, free speech and free love was giving literature, music, painting and cinema new languages. The flavour of ‘Summer of Love’ that drew an approximate 75,000 to 100,000 people to San Francisco’s Haight-Ashbury for music, peace, love and freedom was still strong. To start the autumn season, German-American impressario and music promoter Bill Graham presented a three-day rock and roll concert at his Fillmore auditorium, one of the main centres of psychedelic music then, over September 7-9.
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