"Head in the clouds while still wearing the blue collar shoes
my father gave me....from football to free jazz and everything
That is the motto of this blog, and it's time to really put that into action because it's everything that I am really about. I was the guy with the dyed black hair and studded white leather belt getting insane looks when showing up at sports bars in Chicago to watch the Steeler's games. And I was the guy that was smirked upon by the other so called open-minded creative type people for liking sports and football specifically (and while we're on that topic, all of you art rock haters back then who suddenly recently became soccer fans because it's now so fucking hip to watch soccer can lick my taint). I was at the last Indian Summer show at 924 Gilman Street on August 12th, 1994 to witness the decedent emo dance party that broke out on stage, and I was at the last Pittsburgh Steelers game ever to be played in Three Rivers Stadium on December 16, 2000, as well as the first regular season NFL game ever to be played the next year when Heinz Field opened up, but more on that later. In the same year in 1996, I saw the Chicago World Premier of the Steve Reich / Beryl Korot collaborative video/live musical performance piece "The Cave, and I climbed up a Chicago El train tower to drunkenly celebrate another Chicago Bulls NBA Championship. I've been rock-star drunk at the Chicago Symphony, and was peeking at a TV for another Bulls score while at a Bedhead show. And it all makes sense to me. "From football to free jazz and everything in between."
Original set list from the final Indian Summer show
8/12/1994 - 924 Gilman Street, Berkeley, CA
The Kmart Debutante at the first ever regular season NFL game to be played
at Heinz Field in Pittsburgh on October 7, 2001.
In typical fashion at the time, the Steelers beat the Bengal's in a Kordell Stewart mediocrity dump won on the back of Jerome Bettis and the foot of Kris Brown like they all were. Speaking of Jerome Bettis, this one here goes out to all my hometown Chicago brethren. The first regular season game there was actually slated for September 16th against the Cleveland Browns, but that game was canceled due to the events of September 11th. They hate us for our Millionaire's club, open-air gladiator stadiums funded on the backs of the working taxpayers. Wasn't that the reason why? No disrespect meant towards the pillars of sports families the Rooney's, but we keep it real over here. It was also the game where on the big screen before the game, as well as TV screens across America, Cowboy Bush announced he was about to bankrupt the United States of America and sentence it's young men and women to a life of PTSD and stumps. And the crowd went nuts.
Back to the task at hand though, in the exploration of my dichotomous life and the overlap of art and sport, I bring you the first in the series of "Kmart Debutante" Face-Offs", where the heavy hitters of each category will face off to decide an ultimate winner. For the first installment, we have to go big and toss the pigskin and the mic to two of the greatest "Sanders" of each side: Pharoah Sanders vs. Barry Sanders:
All right, this one appears to be too close to call, we're going to have to turn to the tape here and see who the winner is:
Pharaoh Sanders & Sonny Shamrock - Live in Frankfort (1992)
Barry Sanders in-action
Let's take a look at one of the judges scorecards and see if we can gauge where they might be leaning on this one:
|"Atmosphere Burning" by Miqual Corley - 1997.|
This is a writing piece I did after seeing the 1997 Pharoah Sanders
performance at the Jazz Showcase in Chicago mentioned above.
|The Colonel discusses proper smoking techniques for his |
"secret blend of herbs and spices" with Alice Cooper.