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Alex Cline:
I have not been able to adjust my myself to this bit of news. Indeed, Larry was truly brilliant, often mindbogglingly so, a genuine virtuoso player, a profoundly original composer/thinker/synthesizer of elements, and a great artist, not to mention a wonderful person. While it's hardly surprising that a genius like Larry is not famous or widely appreciated, it's still deeply sad that he is not. He is missed and will continue to be, even as his music and its resonance continues on.
g.e. stinson:
i'm stunned. larry was a great guy and a great musician. so sorry to hear this. we have hung out and talked many times.
john payne:
Thanks for this, Greg. Larry was a fantastic musician and all-around excellent human being. Will miss him big time.
Duncan Salkeld:
Rod was so talented. Never forgotten.
Gail Warning:
Was Martha singing "Total Control" yet? That's the one that did me in. The Motels were the first band I saw in LA after arriving in late '76 that had me coming back for more...the Atomic Cafe and Ingape! Thanks for the memories.
dean chamberlain:
this is so cool. just like i remembered it. i think rodney bingenheimer was there too or am i trippin? It was a perfect Let's-put-on-a-Show moment in time. i got a copy of the show and I'm impressed by the playing/singing (robert you r wailing dude) but mostly the songs - so original, not only for the time but to this day. The world needs to hear chuck's songs recorded well. Someday. Ah how we rocked>>> And hey - Martha too!! you sound killer intense and the songs are SO great. so much songwriting skill in that band!!!
Mark Wheaton:
thank you Greg for writing your thoughts on Brendan, your impressions here and in the Times are pure poetry and have that cranky old guy smiling from somewhere
Stephen Schoenberger:
Greg, Thanks for the warm tribute in LA Weekly. As the bass player in the Satintones from '78 onwards, I was both witness and recipient of the amateur energy he could conjure behind a drum kit, and have treasured every moment of our friendship over the past 32 years, including the tragic honor of being there when he passed last Monday. You've captured him with your kind words, and I know he's smiling at being channeled so well.
Hey, if anyone is looking for more info about Peter's life, or wants to contribute something, please see my memorial page: Thanks, Gretl
phaedra harris:
i am shocked! i have been looking for pete for the last 15 years, after i moved from la to sf...this is how i find me dear friend...we had many a great time drinking pbr's, singing songs and listening to his old, (often) bizarre cassette tapes...loved the man...this hurts to read...bob moss, tyler waxman, ralph g, elizabeth b, it's me from downtown (ex of paul oberman) and a local of the onyx cafe...415 407 3451
i should clarify my statement about aretha's performance by saying that age will take its toll on all of us and it has taken more than its share of aretha's instrument. as do the excesses of many musicians' life choices. that being said, she is uniquely qualified to be at that place at that time, and no one could question her authenticity or soulfulness. given the historic moment, tears are justified even with the caveat that her voice is not as powerful as it once was. her spirit, which shone through, is as mighty as ever.
our of respect for her stature, i'll just say "no comment" on aretha's performance. sorry, herr burk. it did not diminish the day at all for me. the inauguration of barack obama was glorious, to say the least. being one of those weird white guys who actually became a musician because of black americans like bo diddley, muddy waters, howlin' wolf and many others and remained a musician because of black americans like ornette coleman, don cherry, eric dolphy, miles davis, etc., etc. yesterday was something i thought i would never see in my lifetime. the swearing in of a black american as president of the u.s. i'm a full blown wimp in private and yesterday was a weepfest at our house as my wife and i were overwhelmed watching the ceremony. it continued two days later when the prez signed the order closing the prison and torture camp at guantanamo. it took a black man to bring democracy and rule of law back to america. somehow i'm not surprised.
Had tears too, but on a fashion note: that hat!
But why didn't Walker try to walk on the deep part of the pool?
Etan Rosenbloom:
Fascinating! I've never heard of this fellow Ax'l Rose. Perhaps because I live in China and the government kindly blocked all mentions of his debut album on the internet, thereby saving us from the confusion we would surely face if we read that album title. Thanks, Hu Jintao!
Mark Nigara:
Thanks! Awesome post for a classic album.
g.e. stinson:
i had the good fortune to be on a recording with mitch mitchell which was produced by eddie kramer. mitch was a really sweet guy. very down to earth, warm and unpretentious. i had the opportunity to go to a club and have a few beers with him. we didn't talk about the old days which i think was a relief for him. it's hard to think about mitch mitchell without being overwhelmed by his presence on some of the most influential rock recordings of all time. his unique attributes as a musician contributed a singular quality to that music which cannot be overstated. he was a very special drummer who played in an extremely musical way. a rare quality for any musician but for some reason extremely rare in drummers. peace, brother, we will miss you.
I was watching Jimi at Monterey that night and couldn't really hear the Elvin thing either . . . you DO hear a touch of it later, but yeah, Gene Krupa. I heard once too that Mitchell was a Jo Jones freak as well. Jimi called him his Elvin Jones . . . but that's like calling a wild guitarist a "Jimi Hendrix" I think . . . even if he doesn't play like him. *** I guess now Randy Hansen is the last surviving member, huh?
rosetta mason:
I have known Pete for nearly 30 years, and am still trying to get used to the idea of him being gone-forever. I had never before even considered that. I thought we would be friends forever. i knew him well enough to say I have Never seen him violent- i would have too, because i drove him nuts most of the time. we went on 2 cross country road trips together and anyone else would have killed me and left me on the side of the road. he just said that being in a car with me was like being in a squirrel cage.*** I know bruce and he's a creep. I don't believe a word of his story.*** I think about you every day Pete and I miss you.
Christine Gaffney:
I am deeply sad to have heard that one of our brothers in the arts community has died. Baltimore-mid 80's, everybody knew Peter Haskell. He had stinky damn feet and he was ever so smart. My sympathy to his family and to all that loved him as a friend. He will be missed.
Thomas :
This loss is absolutely devastating as for the past 15 years, Peter was like a brother to me as well as my best friend. He was the most open minded individual and one of the most gifted people i have ever met, whose artistic judgment i valued, respected and trusted more than anyone else's.*** I was in a band with Pete, i recorded with Pete, i lived with Pete and as some brothers do, we got into many a wall shaking argument throughout these times.*** I would even go so far as to claim that each one of us was the world's foremost expert at driving the other close to apoplectic seizures - but NEVER and i repeat, NEVER!! did Peter raise a hand against me, nor did he resort to any other form of violence beyond loud words and the occasional slamming of doors.*** This means i absolutely do not buy the Bruce Kalberg story!!!
Yeah, that Herb Alpert is a trip. I love how he gave ucla a zillion dollars to teach kids about all the kinds of music in the world. It'll be interesting to see how that develops. Plus of course he's forever providing aid to broke jazzers, like giving Teddy Edwards 24/7 nursing care in his last year, none of which he lets the public know about. And it was too bad that after being signed by A&M the Pistols went out and beat up one of Herb and Jerry Moss's English management people....Jerry Moss said that he and Herb really dug the band and what they were's just that when a friend of yours gets beat up, what do ya do? In any case, A&M certainly had the most interesting new wave roster of the time of any big label, and didn't seem to think it was just some sort of lame shit to be cashed in on but had some actual musical value in itself.*** Then there was that tune he had back in the mid-'80s, the title of which I can't recall but I can hear in my head. [[Maybe 1987's "Diamonds" sez Greg.]] It was very hip-hop flavored, and was so funky it was a giant hit on KDAY, between all the Run-DMC and Kurtis Blow and Egyptian Lover.*** He's also been married to Lani Hall since her Brasil 66 days, which says something I think about a guy in Hollywood. A class act. I'll have to check out his artwork sometime.*** And speaking of Brasil 66...I can't imagine any other label in the country in 1966 that would have let Mendes blend pure Brazilian samba with straight-ahead jazz piano and Anglo-American female pop vocal styles like that without watering it down a bit. And Mendes made him a zillion dollars because of that.*** The dude is hip. Too bad there aren't more like him.
joshua mason:
Does anybody know who the judge was? Does anybody have the police report?*** Pete and I had been talking before he left back to LA and I was hoping he was going to stop by here (Kentucky) on his way back. He wanted to show us some videos and pictures he had of us. What happened to all his stuff? I hope the family got it and it's not siting in impound.*** As far as the murder goes, I reflect the opinions of everybody else in this thread, Pete may piss you off at times but not enough to shoot him. He was a talented guy and a lot of fun to be around. I sent a CD he was working on to Bob Moss and I hope he played it at his wake.*** I dont believe in Karma but in Bruce Kalbergs case, I hope it's real.*** You will be missed brother. What a waste.
Thank you for writing this article.I was happy to find it..I miss Rod everyday. JP
This is all so sad. Peter was super talented and creative.
Richard Koepsell:
Peter was my stepson who lived with his mother, Ann Haskell, and me for months at a time. He was a kind and gentle soul who used to move praying mantises out of the way of danger. Does this sound like someone who could attack another human being? I think not. The police need to do a more thorough investigation.
Elizabeth Balogh:
Well the LAPD sure has changed. Now a man that shoots an unarmed person is released after 4 days because he has concocted this story that is repeated as if it is fact that Peter Haskell was threatening him? This is a very convenient story since, Peter is not with us, so as to refute it. This makes absolutely no sense.
Amanda Sherren:
There is a memorial service being held at my home in conjunction with Bob Moss and Tyler Waxman. The memorial service will begin at 4:00 on Saturday. The address is 1543 Curran St. The cross street is Echo Park Ave in Echo Park. Anyone who knew and cared about Pete is welcome to attend. I would, however, like to take this moment to state that I am aware of certain facts in the case that not everyone is going to want to hear. Please come prepared to celebrate the life of a beautiful but troubled soul. Amanda Sherren 323-661-9120
what other facts are out there? bring them to the table. peter haskell was a rare individual, a dear friend, a father, a son, a human with all rights intact.
I have known Pete since 1990, and I would consider him a brother. I echo everything that his other friends are writing here. Since I received this awful news on Saturday, I’ve felt terrible. For those of you who haven’t received info from the emails circulating among his friends, let me also take this opportunity to say that on Monday I dedicated an art/poetry event that I co-hosted to Pete. Now things are going from really bad to worse. I believe that Pete was a gentle soul, who valued ALL LIFE.
Mac Lore:
Peter was one of my closest friends. From seventh grade, through high school, and later when he joined my circle of art school friends in Baltimore, I spent an enormous amount of time with him. I saw deeply into his character, and knew him well. He had great intelligence, many talents, and a penetrating wit. I never saw in him a molecule of darkness that could result in him ever physically threatening or attacking anyone, or in him escalating a conflict to a degree that would require killing him to resolve it. I can only wonder where the source of darkness lies, and if Bruce Kalberg's story is a great work of fiction being acted out in reality.
Gina Lamb:
I'm an old friend of Peter's - I have known him since 1977 in Baltimore. We both moved to the SF area soon after that and then to LA. And I am shocked dumbfounded. In all the years I knew him he was a friend and I have never known him to threaten anyone. There are some inconsistencies in the Police Homicide blog and the story above - does anyone know more about what really happened? And...will there be a memorial for Peter here in Los Angeles?
I am appalled that this man has been freed! I knew Peter for about 4 1/2 years and found him to be a kind, rare talent and unique human being.
Heather Haley:
Peter and I were married for three years, friends and kindred spirits until Sept. 11, 2008. I am still reeling and in shock.
Ann Haskell:
Peter was my gentle, funny, talented, loving son, whom I will never see or laugh with or marvel over anything with again. I am mourning and making arrangements for Peter's lifeless body today and Bruce Kalberg, with no one to refute his incredible story, is breathing the air and continuing with his life as if nothing but a four-day hiatus had occurred.
Peter was my brother, and Bruce Kalberg knew him for the better part of 30 years, and must have known perfectly well that Peter was not the type to do anyone violence.
charlie brennan:
From someone who knew Peter as a kid and teenager, I just want to say he was a rare human being and I'm sad that he came to this end. Peter, I'm holding you in the light.
I also knew Peter very well (I lived with him for 4+ years) and Kalberg's story sounds ludicrous. Call the police if you are being harassed.
I knew peter very well and I know he was not the type who would threat anybody, even tho he could have broke in the apartment it is still a murder. You don't shoot somebody with a gun and then after call the police, call the police first and don't use guns. It's a murder case, not a self defence.
Brian Gross:
I just found out about Dan's passing - thus the late date. I actually knew him before music was the big part of his life that everyone else has written about. We met at NCCJ Brotherhood/Sisterhood camp in high school. The camp dealt with racism, sexism, anti-semitism, homophobia, et al. I think it would suffice to say that, after I came out, he was my first really close straight friend - back then at 16 years old in 1985, when, for me, being gay was a pretty big deal. But it was never a big deal or a deal at all with Dan. We connected at a heart level.*** Neither of us were really musicians at the time, but my older brother had introduced me to King Crimson and Japan/David Sylvian, which I then introduced to Dan. I kind of went into a tailspin, but I remember in 1987 or 88, when I was living in my car, stopping by his place in North Hollywood and seeing how he'd become a huge David Sylvian-phile, with all kinds of material I'd never heard before. We ran into each other again at CalArts, but I got there in 1993 and was in the Art school, where he was in Music and about to move on. We never really connected the dots in the short time we were there, but I can just imagine how his presence, which made such a big impression on me way back when, obviously touched a lot of other people too.
Woody Pak:
I was just reaching out to Dan recently to touch base and catch up. I met him at a music for games class last November where he came in to give a guest lecture. I was impressed no only with his accomplishments but also by his warm and open nature. I asked him if we could meet and talk about the game biz. Unlike so many in tinsel town, Dan followed up and we met for a great lunch and then hung out at my studio another night for a couple hours chatting about GIGA samples, drum tuning, the Smashing Pumpkins, tube pres, and anything else that came to mind. I felt I had met a real kindred spirit - a fellow artist who had passion for what he did on every possible level. Dan left behind a lot of love and I feel lucky to have had spent just a a little time with it. Miss you, bro! Woody
Etan Rosenbloom:
Hey, I had no idea you were a fan of Black Elk! I headed to the Scene last night to check 'em out and they definitely delivered on the promise of their debut album. Even better live than on disc, and the new material is perhaps nastier and filthier than the old. So nice to see dudes that just keep getting more horrible as they inch towards middle-age.
rhetorical? some people don't want to be well. true.
I'm not sure, but I think the challenge should somehow have a "scissor fight" incorporated into it...
first, it wouldn't take much to take that title from candy DULLfer. second, none of them would be any good at saxophone but i can think of another wind instrument at which they all probably excel which is what i assume you're implying with "strong embouchures." i guess they can boast but do they really have "musical talent?" third, all three of them seem to be top notch psycho fuck-ups. does that count as a talent?
g.e. stinson:
re: jesus never existed? no shit? when did that happen? with respect, i don't think that's actually being discussed here. the personal documented history of jesus is almost irrelevant. i thought we were discussing spiritual death and rebirth and how language has been used to obscure it by literalists. as far as fixing the mess that humanity finds itself in, science and the intellect have been of little or no help in this area. i'm not suggesting that religion has but scientists and intellectuals also have a belief system of dubious credibility. that system requires as much or more faith than any religion or spiritual practice. the history of humankind is littered with the detritus that was once the evidence of science. each decade brings another bucket-load of evidence trotted out as the holy word of the intellect and empirical science. sophistry? who is it that is actually engaged in sophistry? philosophers actually invented that word to describe each other. these were the foremost intellectuals and scientists of their day.
Jay Sedrish:
Sorry to say, guys, that Jesus never existed. I realize that it's necessary for some adults to deal with their existential angst by creating an imaginary friend, but the reality that exists is the simple, scientific, discernible (as much as our lack of knowledge will allow), world that we perceive through our physiological schemata and then interpret through our conscious human brains. As long as intelligent people waste their time discussing this irrelevant sophistry, we will be avoiding the desperately needed process of fixing the mess in which humanity now finds itself.
g.e. stinson:
interesting and tantalizing point. from a buddhist perspective the story takes on another angle. i've heard it said that the so called missing part of jesus' life history was spent in the "east" possibly studying with buddhist and hindu mystics.*** the story of death on the cross and resurrection is somewhat analogous to the enlightenment of the buddha also called "the great death" or satori in japanese. this is the "death" of the illusory ego self. also called "dropping away of body and mind." this is a place where many practitioners become stuck because in actually it is the state of oneness. it is also called "the pitch-black cave of hell" and according to the great zen masters, one should not remain in that place. the practitioner must come back to "life," go out into the world and actualize the enlightenment by helping others. without actualization, it is self indulgent and meaningless.
g.e. stinson:
i heard some scuttlebutt that kraig had left the u.s. and who can blame him considering the miserable state of the union. he'll be missed as he is an important linchpin of the LA - socal underground music world. he is also one of the O.G.s of non-mainstream music in LA. kraig is a wonderful and serious musician who is devoted to microtonality. hopefully he'll be able to "spread the word" downunder and also come back once in a while and plug us into the anaphorian cultural flow. bon voyage, maestro.
g.e. stinson:
this is late but i just found this page recently. i knew dan and thought of him as a friend and sonic comrade. i first met him when he was studying with alex cline and he came to our gigs. dan was a good spirit and talented musician. curious and fairly open for his years. not an elitist, dan loved good pop music as well as improvised and progressive new music. it's hard to lose the few good ones at such a young age. my condolences to his family and close friends. the great japanese zen teacher maezumi roshi once said, "it doesn't matter that we don't understand. we are all safely in the hands of the buddha."
Howard Weingarden:
The DVD is profound. What words will suffuce?*** It reminds me of the time I saw Mingus live at a small club in New York in the early '60s (I think '63).Some people were talking during the first set. He stopped playing and said: "Look. You should show jazz musicians the same respect during performance that you would show classical musicians." With that said he stepped down from the stage and left the club. After about thirty minutes I stepped outside to see if Mingus was there. He was not.*** Then I noticed a small diner just down the street. There he was having a cup of coffee! I asked him if he would play again that night and he just said, "I will not.They have no respect."
André Becker:
I met Dan at CalArts in 1991; he was a great musician and a lovely person. We are very sad with all this and hope he is resting in peace. Our best wishes from Brazil to his family, desiring strength in this difficult time. Love.
Gernot Blume:
Dear Marie, Dear Mr. & Mrs. Morris, Dear family members,*** Since Dan’s passing I have not managed to put my thoughts and feelings into words. Nonetheless, I keep thinking about him, and about you, and how difficult it must be to have to go through all of this. May your heart be comforted by good memories of being with Dan.*** Much has been said about our friend. Yes, he was a fabulous musician, and I, too, learned a lot from making music with him. But the most important thing was his spirit, of which the music was only one manifestation. He wanted to create something beautiful, and something unusual. And all of that would tell us that life was about more than simply being there – that it was about the spirit. His quirky humor, his love for birds and nature -- it was always about the spirit. A spirit of creativity, compassion, kindness, openness, freedom and overcoming. He was a beautiful spirit. That’s what I remember through all the concerts, rehearsals, recordings, dinners, hangouts, the laughter, the joyful moments, even seeing him work through his pain, the kidney stones, the struggles.*** For me, having come to the US from Germany, the first years at Cal Arts were very hard. It was a culture shock, and I had lots to learn. It made me very serious. Dan could make me laugh. And I remember when he said at that one crucial moment: “I don’t think I’ve ever heard you laugh before…” That was his impact: to lighten the load of others, to invite them to enjoy life with him, to be a steadfast symbol for perseverance, to love life in spite of the obstacles, of which he had to endure many.*** May that spirit live on, through all of us who keep his memory; may it change the course of our lives always for the better, especially without his immediate presence; may we strive to approach that standard, that example he set.*** Thank you, Dan, for having graced my life with your spirit. I will miss you always.
Etan Rosenbloom:
So very excited about the Grayceon/Lesbian/Ancestors show - and I have it on good faith that Grayceon starts at 5pm, not 5:30. Relax Bar is usually more or less timely. I don't care at all for Echoes of Eternity, but one of their openers is Unexpect, which definitely lives up to its name. Dizzying prog-metal-opera buffa-jazz-Bungleism. Truly epileptic stuff.
Dave Shaffer:
Like many people posting here, my friendship with Dan has meant a great deal to me. You will see a common thread of his loyalty, integrity and unrelenting support for his friends. It's all true. I met Dan in 1989 at CalArts. One day I was at my tiny drum studio moving gear around with the door open while playing a cassette of South Indian drumming; I remember Dan coming up and asking about it. This apparently was his first exposure to Carnatic music, and he seemed proud to recall this story to me in recent years. It was the least I could do for someone who's given me so much. The countless hours spent playing dance classes, African music and Obliteration Quartet Music together have been some of the most exciting and inspiring experiences I've had as a musician. Our discussions about the articulation and execution of music or any particular "groove" have helped make me what I am as a musician today. Dan's willingness to lift my spirits when I'm down or encourage a particular musical pursuit won't be a phone call away anymore, but I'll keep Dan's spirit with me and do my best to keep moving forward!*** I recall a recent conversation with Dan about his percussion & drum set playing on Noe Venable's album "The World Is Bound By Secret Knots"; he was extremely proud of the performances he gave for the tracks. The album is an excellent example of his creativity and consummate musicianship; seek it out!
Dan Pinder:
It's taken me a long time before I could sit and read all these and to write one myself.*** I met Dan and Russ Nieman at CalArts, possibly on the same day, my first few weeks there in January of 1992, and the three of us were rarely separable after that.*** In this month that he's been gone, I have realized, to my great cost, just how much he is a part of what has guided me for the past 16 years. What seems like nearly every phrase, joke, silly notion, attitude toward my fellow human, and of course choice of music is an influence from Dan either in what he passed on to me or from something we experienced together. Nobody was ever more my champion, and I owe him completely for the multitude of opportunities that came from his support. I wish I could have done as much for him.*** Many of the silliest times of my life were had with Dan, and we relished each other's capacity to take it further. The one-upmanship could be legendary, and I will miss that very much. Many an email, phone call or instant message simply contained a sentence from Dan designed to provoke me to laughter. Often, he would follow it up with, "I hate myself right now," as what he said would often surprise even him in its ability to disturb. It was then I knew he was really proud of himself. I have never cried so much from laughing than when I was in his presence.*** Nobody in their right mind ever loved Disneyland as much as he and Marie, and Dan's capacity for fun never waned. I know that every time I take my kids there that it will feel as though he's leading a guided tour. He's in the park benches, the music, the wrought-iron fences, the Tiki Room and the chocolate-covered bananas. And most of all, in the laughter of every patron. They ought to erect a monument to him, as no marketing campaign could match his boundless enthusiasm for the place.*** Dan's serious side was as intense as his funny side, and there were days I worried about him. The way he internalized his strife was almost enough to get you on board with it too. Luckily, in most cases Dan was able to cool off from a grievance, and his positive philosophy would take over. His long-standing health issues were a worry for everyone who ever loved him. It was heartbreaking to see the way he was treated by the urological profession, whose woefully inadequate understanding ultimately failed him. Never again will we see such a strong person, able to endure so much.*** I will always have the happy memories of playing in bands with him and of his unique style of playing. We spent many happy hours in the studio together, me trying my best to capture his signature. Listening to him perform is always a joy, and I cannot get beyond the first track of Carney's “Fables From The Aqueduct” without weeping -- the artistry you can hear in the first few minutes when he begins to play. However, I was delighted when Dan would talk about trying something different in his life -- his move away from playing drums full-time, though I would grow to miss the innumerable James Carney gigs or whatever else he was playing in at the time. He took up painting and drawing and surprised me with his versatility and talent. He bought some recording gear, which I was proud to consult about, and set up a studio where he proceeded to impress the hell out of everybody with his fine, innate engineering skills. When he got the job at Activision, I knew that he had arrived and that he would excel, combining all his talents in an environment that would accept his personality wholesale. It was on this precipice that he stood, looking like he'd float right up instead of plunge. So much promise, just beginning to be fulfilled. At least he went out on an "up."*** From an email he sent one night: "I had an incredible day today. Probably one of the happiest in my life so far. [He goes on to give the gory details of a presentation succeeding against the odds.] Everyone liked the music, which I wrote [and] I very much feel like I'm exactly where I want to be and it just is beautiful. Just wanted to share that with you."*** My brother, thank you for sharing yourself with us.***
Andrew Durkin:
Hello everyone.*** I worked with Dan for a much shorter period than most of the contributors here. But he certainly had a positive impact on my own musical development -- a fact that speaks volumes about the intensity of his musicality. He will be missed.*** My own remembrance is posted here:
Russ Nieman:
I'd like to tell you about the best friend I could ever have. Actually, Dan was more like a brother to me. I don't know if I can even scratch the surface here, but here goes. I'm already crying.*** We met at CalArts back in '91. I had just gotten there but Dan had been studying at CalArts for a couple years. There used to be (and probably still is) a concert that would be held at "Mom's Cafe" in the dorm building at the beginning of the school year for everyone who had put some semblance of a jazz group together to play a few tunes and display your chops. I'm sure any CalArtians reading this remember those nights well. Toward the end of the night Dan took the stage with Julie Spencer and Gernot Blume in what would become the group Colored Fish. As I recall, they performed only one long piece that featured Dan's playing, primarily. I was stunned. I had never seen anyone play so iconoclastically and gracefully -- let alone someone my own age. I was absolutely blown away. I had talked to Dan a bit before the show because he noticed I was a fellow Paiste cymbal user and that was enough to strike up a conversation. We continued that conversation a few days later while waiting around for a class or something. We found out that we had both gone to Cal State Northridge and been frustrated there, both had grand visions of changing the world through music, and we both just felt damn misunderstood. On the topic of Northridge, Dan had to go there that afternoon to visit his parents' house. He invited me to come along, and on that drive we just laid our lives on the table for the other to see. Dan could do that, he'd take a risk on you and pour his guts out hoping you'd oblige. Many didn't. I did. From then on we were pretty much inseparable.*** I've often said that one could hope to meet a small handful of people in the world who could play like Dan. He could just eat up whatever you threw in front of him. His passion for all things percussive was unparalleled. We'd share the stage and it was so electric for me. He was so humble about it all. I was so bent on trying to make a name for myself and get some career going, meanwhile Dan would just be quietly going about blowing the doors off of every hall he ever played. There are good drummers and there are great drummers. And then there's Dan.*** I was penniless and starving in those years, and whatever little money I scraped up I spent on gear (a passion Dan and I shared, yet he far outdid me with that too!). Dan was fortunate enough to have resources in the area of finances and was amazingly generous. When we'd go to a restaurant and I'd look in my wallet to find an IOU and maybe $3, Dan would take the tab. This happened a hell of a lot and is just one example. Here's another -- Dan and I shared a house after CalArts, and by then he had worked up an endorsement with Paiste cymbals and was hanging around there quite a bit. While at Paiste, he found a 24" Sound Creation Dark Flatride, believed to be the only one made in that size. Dan decided that I MUST have this cymbal. Dan was so insistent like that, and once he set his mind to something he busted his ass to make it happen. Anyway, he comes home and just hands it to me having paid for it himself. I still have that cymbal. Needless to say it has new meaning for me.*** Dan introduced me to more musicality and culture than I could ever list here. His knowledge of all things good was so far beyond his years, and his desire to go further was tireless. I just hung on for the ride.*** Over time, our lives went different ways. I became a dad and moved to the East Coast about 4 years ago, and although we stayed in regular phone contact, I only saw him 4 or 5 times after I left town. I was often saddened by the distance between us, and had fantastic thoughts of returning to L.A. and getting back together with my brother Dan. He often told me that I was the Rock of Gibraltar, but in retrospect it was really the other way around. Dan did all the stuff I wanted to do. He did it - I just dreamed of it.*** As for Dan's health problems, they were constant, they were a flat-out bitch, and you accepted that to be around him. That's nothing for us to remember him by, and that's all I have to say on the subject.*** By sheer luck or whatever you call it, I was with Marie Morris the night before Dan's funeral, and she asked me to help select some items to go into Dan's casket with him. I don't know if any of the items made it in there, but among the items were a pair of drumsticks, a video, a toy and a CD. Dan had like 2,000 CDs - so pick one. I chose Bill Bruford's "One Of A Kind."*** I so miss him. I miss him a hell of a lot. Goodbye, Dan.
Michael Berk:
This all comes as such a shock...I don't really even know what to say, but feel like I should share a few thoughts.*** Along with Steve Parker, who comments above (I've not talked to Steve in many years...I hope you're doing well), I was also a member of Dan's first band, also my very first band. If I recall correctly, he had a pretty nifty for the time green-and-white Pearl drum set. We struggled through the pop tunes of the day, played some more-or-less embarrassing gigs, and tried to get one another interested in whatever music we were all beginning to discover.*** Dan and I lost touch in high school, though we had common friends, but reconnected years later, bonding over our mutual interest in the developing scene around Nels Cline's New Music Mondays at the Alligator Lounge, and for a while we again played together occasionally and split a house off of Venice and Fairfax. This was during a period in which he was playing with Quartetto Stig (and just about everyone else in town), teaching at CalArts, working hard on his tuned-percussion and Carnatic chops, and generally making a name for himself.*** To this day I think of Dan whenever I have Japanese food -- always a man of great taste, he used to take me to a little place in the mall by the New Otani hotel that was incredibly excellent -- and of course whenever I have any sort of encounter with birds (I think he had 11 or so when we lived together), and whenever I hear XTC or David Sylvian, and whenever I'm around videogames (he turned me on to the Halo precursor Marathon, which was the bane of both of our existences -- or at least our rent-paying abilities -- for several months.*** I eventually moved away to New York City, and we again lost touch, speaking only occasionally over the last few years. (I've never met Marie; my condolences.***) So sad...such a terrible loss.
Steve Parker:
I was in Dan's first band. "Euphoria" was formed at Nobel Jr. High School by Dan and me. We had Music History, English and Art together. The band didn't last long, but we stayed in contact through high school, losing touch shortly after that. I tried to get in contact with Dan via MSspace a few months ago, but to no avail. It's sad news to hear, especially when I was living minutes from the guy, and now the regret of not being able to get together with him, musically or socially, is sinking in.
perry ostrin:
well i met "danny boy" as our teacher alfred ladzekpo called him at cal arts in the fall of 89..we where roommates for a few semesters and i remember him being in the bathroom for it seemed like hours battling a kidney stone or the long nights making him listen to "weasels ripped my flesh" by zappa while he was trying to sleep! but then he had revenge and would put on some eno or sylvian with weird ambient loops going on..he was in both my recitals and we did lots of different performances together there..we kept in constant touch after school and went to each other's gigs..i was so fucking proud to see him with smashing pumpkins in a concert hall..he missed my wedding cause of that tour and i remember the message he left me saying he got the gig and was in chicago rehearsing but i couldn't be happier for him..he then moved just down the street from me and we would hang, eat, play video games, smoke from his hookah, play with the dogs and watch the office (british version) and i never left his pad empty-handed..there was always a film, cd, video game or dvd he insisted i watch..i have a drum podcast and my last time with him was like in october eating at gabby's and him showing me his new i-phone..i was gonna interview him for the podcast but he was so upset with the music business and lifestyle of it and was more into the video game industry, which he was so excited about..we decided to maybe do an interview at another time if he felt more inspired..but he was recording a young band and doing other projects at his studio and was writing new music..i called him a week before he fell asleep cause i was playing down the street and we talked about hooking up for a hang but of course it didn't happen..i'm grateful i got to say goodbye to him at the hospital at least..i think about him a lot and wonder what he would think about this new band, cd, film, game..please feel free to listen to my short dedication to him on my podcast site as well at will miss him forever but i feel he's in a better place turning others on!
Etan Rosenbloom:
Nice to see Blotted Science and Exhausted Prayer getting love. And I had no idea that Gov't Mule re-released the Live at Roseland CD - the original version from '96 might be my absolute favorite release of theirs. I miss Woody. BURK REPLIES: THIS REMINDS ME, I WILL NOW UPDATE THE TITLE -- SHOULD BE "LIVE AT ROSELAND BALLROOM 1995."
Doc Savage:
Hey Metalhed - Is that Mike Keneally's pic at the top of the Top 33 page? Cheers, Clark Savage, Jr. BURK REPLIES: SORRY, I SHOULD HAVE IDENTIFIED THE PIX. THEY'RE McCOY TYNER, BUCKETHEAD AND DAVID TORN.
Greg Burk:
I have few memories of that summer, because I got amnesia after falling off Tom Doherty's shoulders and hit my head while trying to change a light bulb. We were living with a bunch of guys in a decrepit condemned house in Spokane, and listening to Exile on Main Street. We were not very sensitive. I saw the same concert in Seattle, and all I can recall is that Jethro Tull's Martin Barre played the loudest guitar solo I have ever heard. Thomas Doherty is the author of several fine books on film, including the new "Hollywood's Censor: Joseph I. Breen & the Production Code Administration."
Louis Jacinto:
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I hate to disagree with people who know about either subject than I do, but I just think that you've created a connection where there is none. One could make the connection between jazz and any other kind of music that involved lots of technique driven improvosation, I think. But that doesn't mean that Bulgarian wedding music or progressive rock or electrified ragas or Brazilian trio electrico or modern bluegrass or nuevo tango are jazz. They are just different musics that even if they pick up influences from one another do not become jazz. I don;t think metal needs to even be considered jazz at all. It's Metal. Metal can be plenty smart without having to become "Jazz Odyssey". To me, metal guys making really loud improv, thsi extreme just ain;t jazz. It's just a new and creative take on heavy metal. Unless by jazz you mean the really broad definition, like the Playboy Jazz Festival uses when they book slick r&B & quiet storm & smoove jazz acts. They too improvise. But to me it ain;t really jazz. And to me, Latin Jazz is not really jazz. It is a new music that actually owes more to Afro-Cuban music than it does to jazz. There are exceptions, of course, but the stuff I go see all the time isn't jazz. It's Latin jazz. Totally different thing. Just as Bossa Nova isn;t jazz (it's a jazz influenced samba), and modern jewish music isn;t jazz eiher. It's jazz influenced Gypsy based music. Tower of POwer and Santana aren;t jazz either. The Flock, BS&T, Chicago and Spirit and Hendrix weren't either. Nor was Mahavishnu. And all of these were great bands (well, not Chicago, and only Al Kooper's BS&T mainly). But a lot of the pure fusion bands certainly were jazz dressed up and turned up with rock inflences. I don';t think jazz is a superior form to any of these other musics I listed. Maybe some of the players are superior in terms of abilities, but jazz is not in itself a superior music. I don;t see why people think they have to claim they are playing jazz to attain a certain credibility. It ain;t necessary. Metal is metal. Some of it may have jazz influences, and even some jazz inspriration, but jazz it ain't. And I never thought Jeff Beck was really playing jazz on Blow by Blow and Wired. He was a rock player through and through (and my favorite English guitarist, actually). Then again, I can't play guitar, so i don't know. I did play some drums, though, and I think you can tell jazz by the drums more than by any other instrument. If it's jazz drumming, real jazz drumming, then it's jazz. And you can;t really have jazz drumming in rock. It doesn;t work. Just as you can;t have jazz drumming in Latin jazz, nor in bossa nova and certainly not in any of the gypsy based musics. I mean you can, but it keeps it from being the real thing. And if the drummer's playing rock, it's rock.
Adam Rudolph:
Thank you for mentioning the "Spirits" Cd Hamid and I did with Pharoah. Just for the record, it was a collaborative group that the three of us released as a co-operative on MAH?Meta records.
New to your work but that article in the LA Times you did was amazing. Really great stuff!
Nice article in the LA Times July 29, 2007. Frankly I'm surprised they even printed it. A story about people who actually play instruments. What a concept.
Jeff Stevens:
Greg, great article in the Times today! Shocking to see one of my favorite musical trends discussed with such fervor. Some of my favorite bands of the last decade or so have fused metal with jazz. In addition to the guys you mentioned in the article, I also recommend some older bands like Cynic and Athiest who were the pioneers and some newer bands like Alarum (from Australia), Linear Sphere (from England) and the great German metal/fusion trio, Counter-World Experience. I put a link to your article in the prgressive music forum Hopefully it will help steer some people over here. Good luck and keep up the good work.
Vijay Prozak:
You might want to mention that Immortal write melodic metal, as opposed to the pure rhythm music most expect from simple riffs.
Nice article on Metal Jazz in the July 29, 2007 LA times except for the comment on the most famous riff in rock being from Deep Purple's 1972 "Smoke on the Water." You will get different answers depending on a person's age. However, you could have mentioned that it was in the top 5. How about the riff in "Stairway to Heaven" or Jimmi Hendrix's "Purple Haze" or Hey Joe". Don't forget "Satisfaction" by the Stones."
silvana tei kenney:
I have never met Rod, and never heard his music, but I was overwhelmed by the feel of pain and loss because of his tragic death. Usually in the announcements we hear of artists creating, sharing their work. It is truly sad. My heart, thoughts and prayers go to all the ones that have known him, loved him or/and had such violent experience in their lives. May the GOD of peace indwell all our hearts as we mourn this life.
One should never drink lots of beer and think about El Duce with a keyboard handy. That fucker nearly pissed on me once. It was at a party at someone's house up on that hill on Normandie just south of Melrose (or was it a block over? That street we's all park on when going to the Anti-club?). This was 1980, and we were new in town and hanging with John Dentino. There was a motley collection of weirdos, I remember an insanely drunk Chuck Dukowski, and running into Kickboy Face at the buffet table. Inside someone (a critic I think whose name I can't recall) was spinning Motown. At some point, out back where the BBQ was, I felt a hint of a mist, women screeched and there ws Duce, up on a garage or something, pissing on us all. I also remember it wasn't my scene at all. I was what, 22? 23? and wanted something much more punk and outrageous. Kids ya know.... My fave personal El Duce story, tho', involves my wife Fyl. It was at Rajis. Can't remember the gig. I was either downstairs where the band was playing or up the stairs at the bar. She was there in the middle alone at a table resting her feet. The room was full of hipster chicks resting their high heeled feet at the tables. Duce came in and went from table to table, sitting down and saying something awful and scaring the chicks away. He finally sat down at Phyllis' table and grunted or belched or something. She looked at him and said hello. When she didn't flee he sort of relaxed, fell out of character and chatted. They talked for a spell about drinking and Raji's and what not. After several minutes he rose, bid a friendly farewell, went to a table full of chicks, acted like a pig and scared them off. Hard not to like that guy. ps: I like my story of his end better. I suspect yours is the truth, but him bowing to the people in their cars at the crossing and then taking a big swig off his 40 ouncer seconds before the train hit him was better. And he was decapitated by the way. When the rumor of his death first swirled about I somehow found out his real name and called the Riverside County coroner. They said he was indeed dead. He had been decapitated by a train.
Matt Piper:
The writings of Elaine Pagels came to me at just the right time and were great brainfood during my transition from Christian to agnostic in my early twenties. Specifically, her books "The Gnostic Gospels" and "Adam, Eve, and the Serpent" shed some bright light on the history of the Christian church, and on the politics, psychology, and machinations responsible for which ideas and texts were embraced by the early church, and which were branded heretical. Highly recommended reading for anyone searching for truth from within Christianity or without.
harris eisenstadt:
thanks for making this official... my dad has said this to me since i was a little kid!