Scenes from BitchPork 2010

Photography and captions by Jennah Beilgard: http://www.jennahbeilgard.com

A BitchPork festival-goer rocks out to Heavy Times, a Chicago-based band that performed the festival’s opening night.

Isaac Catacombz

Brian Chippendale (Lightning Bolt) adjusts his mask during a torrid performance in Mortville. He and bandmate Brian Gibson surprised fans by playing under the name Turd Thrower.

A crowd rushes the stage during Turd Thrower.

Drummer Kim Sherman of Jerusalem and the Starbaskets (Columbia, Mo.) performs some psychedelic country-rock during the final night of the three-day festival.

Jerusalem and the Starbaskets.

John Bellows performs on the rooftop of Mortville.

Turd Thrower (Lightening Bolt)

Exit interview with JOHN SINCLAIR by Jay Babcock, introduction by Byron Coley [2003]

Originally published in Arthur No. 6 [Sept 2003]…

“Everything is worse than ever”
A conversation with righteous MC5 manager/poet/scholar/activator and great American JOHN SINCLAIR, who is leaving the country

Introduction by Byron Coley

John Sinclair casts a huge shadow across the American underground. The force of his personality and energy of his vision kept the midwest alive for several years. His writings, howlings and example ignited fires in the brains of kids everywhere, and his return to live performance in the last few years has been a cause for elation.

Sinclair was born in Flint, Michigan in 1941. His father worked building Buicks. John would have followed his footsteps had he not been driven mad by hearing R&B. The music—so alive, foreign, transformational—clicked a switch and he was never the same. In high school John became a party DJ and record nut. After graduation, he found affinity with words, especially those of Charles Olson and the beats. He dropped out of college after two years, getting heavily into jazz, writing poetry and doing drugs. Newly illuminated, Sinclair finished his BA, and began graduate studies.

John’s high profile drew lotsa heat. He was busted for pot in 1964, again in 1965. Shifting his wheels out of the academic rut, along with his partner Leni, John founded the Artists Workshop—a collective involved in publishing, presenting readings, film showings and concerts. He also wrote about high energy music for Downbeat and elsewhere. After Cecil Taylor played him the Beatles’ Revolver LP, Sinclair made the pivotal decision to get back into rock music.

Busted again in 1967, John began a long legal odyssey. At this time, the Artists Workshop transmuted into Trans-Love Energies, and he began working with a young band called the MC5. By filling their brains with righteous dope, free-jazz and politics, a quintet that might have been remembered as the American Troggs was transformed into the pinnacle of free-rock perfection. In 1968, the tribe moved to Ann Arbor and the White Panther Party was founded. The Panthers’ stated goal (revolution via rock and roll, dope and fucking in the streets) seems a bit naive now, but at the time it sounded perfect.

By upping his political content, Sinclair got deeper into shit. After producing the first Detroit Rock & Roll Revival in 1969, he got 10 years for having given a nark two joints. Sinclair continued to write from prison (mostly politically charged music criticism). This work was collected into the essential Guitar Army. [Guitar Army was reissued by Process Media in 2007: http://processmediainc.com] The MC5 couldn’t handle his imprisonment, however, and left Trans Love (at the behest of future Springsteen slave, Jon Landau). Fortunately, others took up his cause. There were numerous benefits, culminating in a massive Detroit rally, featuring John & Yoko, Archie Shepp, Stevie Wonder, Phil Ochs, Bob Seger, the Up and Ed Sanders. In 1971 the case was tossed out.

Sinclair continued to mix politics and music, although the Panthers were folded into the Rainbow People’s Party (a less obstinately provocative organization). A full time political activist, Sinclair lobbied for marijuana reform, involved himself in community work and put together the Ann Arbor Blues & Jazz Festivals. Sinclair also had a book of poetry published in 1988, at which time he returned to the live stage. But by 1991, local politics had bogged him down and he headed south to New Orleans.

Sinclair continued to do radio shows, edit magazines, write about music, and do wild-ass performances of investigative jazz poetry. He formed a band called the Blues Scholars, and recorded explosively syncopated albums of music and words. He also rekindled his friendship with former MC5 guitarist, Wayne Kramer, which resulted in excellent new work, fantastic archival releases and the promise of much more of both. His latest book is a blues suite Fattening Frogs for Snakes and many future projects beckon.


Hearing through the underground grapevine that Sinclair was preparing to exit America, Arthur arranged a phoner with the great man. The following Q & A was conducted by Jay Babcock in July [2003].

ARTHUR: So you’re leaving America.

JOHN SINCLAIR: Yes, God willing.

ARTHUR: And you’re going to…?

SINCLAIR: Amsterdam. I have a patron there and they said if I came over they would take care of me until they could get me set up and then I could call for my wife. That’s an offer I’ve been waiting for all my life. Now I’m old and I can really use it. [laughs] I wanna get the hell out of here. [laughs]

ARTHUR: You’ve been traveling around the last couple of months, so you’ve been getting a good look at the mood of the country. And you can remember when the resistance to the Viet Nam war was starting. Is the current situation—the state of the country now—worse than it was back then?

SINCLAIR: Oh yeah. The people are so much dumber now. They’re just…painfully dumb. They love this guy Bush, they love all this stuff that’s going on, and they’re gonna return him to office in a big way, and it’s gonna get worse and worse. That’s what I see. And except for the occasional glimmer of light like that new issue of Arthur, [laughs] it’s hard to even find people who have any inkling of what they’re doing.

ARTHUR: How did Americans get so dumb?

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A mellow anthem for Calif voters: TED LUCAS "It Is So Nice to Get Stoned"

Download: “It Is So Nice to Get Stoned” – Ted Lucas

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Recorded in Detroit, 1974. So beautiful. The timeless, centerpiece song from Ted Lucas’s eponymous solo album, to be reissued on October 12 by Yoga Records.

You can listen to a radio interview with Ted Lucas from the period over at Waxidermy.

Oct. 5 Autonomedia Jubilee Saint — Philip Berrigan

Phil Berrigan

OCTOBER 5 — PHILIP BERRIGAN
Rebel American Catholic priest, antiwar activist.

ALSO ON OCTOBER 5 IN HISTORY…
1582 — Pope Gregory annuls 14 days, bringing calendar back in line with seasons.
1713 — Encyclopedist Denis Diderot born, Langres, France.
1789 —Declaration of The Rights of Man published.
1813 — Shawnee Chief Tecumseh killed in War of 1812.
1864 — Louis-Jean Lumière, film pioneer, born, Besançon, France.
1877 — Chief Joseph, Nez Percé chief, surrenders to U.S. troops.
1923 — Rebel priest, antiwar activist Phil Berrigan born, Two Harbors, Minnesota.
1934 — French surrealist filmmaker Jean Vigo dies, Paris, France. `

Oct 6-23: "This World Is Unreal Like a Snake in a Rope" Sublime Frequencies film screening tour with director Robert Millis

“This WORLD is UNREAL like a SNAKE in a ROPE” by Robert Millis

“A collage of sights and sounds from the eternal never-ending collage that is INDIA. A trip through the Southern Indian state of Tamil Nadu featuring Hindu trance ceremonies, free jazz nagaswaram improvisations, impossibly loud cities, processions, devotion, blessings, color, abstractions, detail, music and more. India is impossible to know: it is too vast, too rich and too much of a dream, it is impossibly old and impossibly new. Offered here is one perspective, one dream, subjective and flawed, hanging by a thread, captured live and in the moment and in the midst. One journey revealed in the order it happened. Not quite ethnography. Not quite documentary.”

Says director Robert Millis: “I will introduce the film and have informal Q and A at the Merch table after the screenings. These are the premier screenings of this film (which is still a work in progress) which should be released on DVD by Sublime Frequencies some time next year. I purposefully prefer to do screenings like this in music/sound/DIY oriented venues rather than more formal movie houses. It fits the vibe of the film.”

Each night, Mills will also do a solo performance involving found sound collage, drone, and field recordings mixed with songs performed on acoustic guitar: old murder ballads, originals and instrumentals. Here is a link to a solo release from last year: http://www.etuderecords.com/120.htm

Robert Millis is a musician and artist, a founding member of Climax Golden Twins and AFCGT and a frequent contributor to the Sublime Frequencies and Dust-to-Digital record labels. His previous films include Phi Ta Khon: Ghosts of Isan and My Friend Rain and he was the co-author of Victrola Favorites, released on Dust-to-Digital in 2008.

Prices vary per venue, many are donation or sliding scale $5-$10; in most cases screenings will be first, followed by music. Check with venues for full details.

OCTOBER 6
Flywheel
http://www.flywheelarts.org
43 Main Street
Easthampton, MA
8;00pm

OCTOBER 7
Spectacle
http://spectacle.nu
17 Edinboro Street 3rd Floor
Chinatown
Boston, MA
8:00pm

OCTOBER 8
Upstate Arts Guild/Albany Sonic Arts
http://www.upstateartistsguild.org
247 Lark Street
Albany, NY
8:00pm

OCTOBER 9
Casa del Popolo
http://www.casadelpopolo.com
4873 Boulevard St. Laurent
Montreal, Canada
9:00pm

OCTOBER 10
Teranga African Restaurant
http://www.toronto.com/restaurants/listing/521392
159 Augusta Ave
TORONTO, ON
8:00pm

OCTOBER 12
Now That’s Class
http://www.myspace.com/nowthatsclass
11213 Detroit Ave
Cleveland, OH
9:30pm

OCTOBER 13
Pittsburgh Filmmakers
http://www.pghfilmmakers.org
477 Melwood Ave
Pittsburgh, PA
8:00pm

OCTOBER 14
Space 1026
http://space1026.com
1026 Arch Street
Philadelphia, PA
7:30pm

OCTOBER 23
Issue Project Room
http://www.issueprojectroom.org
232 3rd Street
Brooklyn, NY
7:00pm

MORE INFO….

Robert Millis:
http://www.facebook.com/cecilbdemillis

facebook event:
http://www.facebook.com/event.php?eid=117720628284641&index=1

blog: http://www.climaxgoldentwins.com/blog

"The Whale" by Aidan Koch

Blaise Larmee (Young Lions)  (http://www.arthurmag.com/2010/02/13/exclusive-preview-of-blaise-larmees-young-lions/) has started his own publishing imprint, Gaze Books (http://www.gazebooks.com/index.html).  Their first book is Aidan Koch’s debut graphic novel, THE WHALE.

The 64 page book is a gorgeous showcase of Aidan’s ethereal pencil illustrations and poetic storytelling.  The story follows a young woman who has just suffered the loss of a loved one.  There is no backstory or explanation.  Instead we simply follow the protagonist for a day as she walks her dog on the beach, makes tea at home, is surprised that all of her loved one’s belongings fit in a couple cardboard boxes.  The text is minimal, just her internal dialogue, but very resonant.

Most of the time we keep death at bay as an abstract mystery.  Butwhen death cannot be avoided it pierces each moment like a needle.Those painful hours become linked with normally small and mundane details, almost absurd, always irreversible.  I think the book is trying to capture this melancholy paradox; the complex idea that we live in a world of objects, sweaters and seashells, while simultaneously existing in the overwhelming emotional world of our memories.  In our hearts we identify with the grandeur of existence, and in our minds we know there is nothing.

Special thanks to Blaise and Aidan for sharing this 12 page preview.  Preorders are available on Gaze Books’ website (http://www.gazebooks.com/store.html) and Blaise has announced a release party in October, at his apartment.

A Poem from Kaia Sand


DEJA VU LOVE BOUTIQUE
by Kaia Sand

I’ve opened a can with its opener.
I’ve opened a can with my teeth.
I’ve returned to find fire in the kitchen.
I’ve found my keys, instead.
My favorite dress is the backless one.
There’s always the problem of the bra.
How much fuel runs the 1956 bulldozer?
Why does the brush acquiesce to its bulk?
Does the brush reap rewards for prostration?
Does the onion lust for eyes?
I’ve lied, but only twice in this poem.
Here’s some dirt I’d like to bulldoze.
It’s civic, that dirt, heaped over bodies, cultivated toward lawns.
The house’s vendettas are ready for new occupants.
My arm is long with fingers
turning on the truthful lamp, folding habits of a blanket.
fidgeting lectures in my lap
I’m feeling more bingo than slot machine, social, I mean.
The way the mosquitoes share my face with me.

October 3 Autonomedia Jubilee Saint — Woody Guthrie

woody
OCTOBER 3 — WOODY GUTHRIE
American folk singer, composer, rebel free spirit.

Woody Guthrie, “Ranger’s Command.” One of two surviving film clips of Guthrie performing.

ALSO ON OCTOBER 3 IN HISTORY…
1226 — Pantheistic social revolutionary Francis of Assisi dies, Assisi, Italy.
1838 — Chief Black Hawk, Native American leader, dies.
1896 — British socialist designer William Morris dies, Kelmscott House.
1900 — American novelist Thomas Wolfe born, Asheville, North Carolina.
1925 — American writer Gore Vidal born, West Point, New York.
1967 — Radical American folk singer Woody Guthrie dies, New York City.