SCMP Fiddle Faddle

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I’ll leave aside any comments on June 4th (been posting some stuff on Twitter and Facebook) and the SCMP’s coverage of same. But here’s another article in that paper that drove me batty today.

Some movie theater in HK has started a series showing rock concert films. The article only mentions one – a concert film with The Doors. The writer decided the hook to hang this piece on was to contrast it with another series of opera performances shown in local cinemas. He’s so desperate to put some sort of spin on it, rather than merely report on it (and I’ll leave aside the question of whether or not this is something worth reporting on) that here’s what he comes up with:

If the classical performances lured more mature audiences, then Rock Legend is meant for a younger set – albeit with a non-contemporary taste in music.

A “younger set”? I mean, okay, there are some people under 30 who are interested in discovering this music, but wouldn’t it be fair to say that most fans of rock from the 1960s are in their 50′s and 60′s?  Or am I now a part of the younger set?  Wishful thinking.

Or, who knows, you’ll be shocked to see a new group in the cinema lobby: Hong Kong’s ageing rock ‘n’ rollers.

So the inference is that people of a certain age who like classical music are “mature” while people of the same age who like classic rock are just “ageing” and, presumably immature.

I know, this is a nothing article, nothing to get upset about, maybe it’s just my mood tonight. But it’s frustrating that the SCMP can’t even do a puff piece without trying to pump it up into something it isn’t.

And while I’m on a rant … just updating iPhone apps in iTunes. There’s a new update for the Chrome web browser.  Which I am told contains “age restricted material” and I must click to prove I am over 17 years of age. A web browser. Age restricted material. A web browser. Seriously. A web browser.

Okay, go ahead, color me cranky, I don’t care.

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Refugees in Hong Kong

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Political refugees in Hong Kong get very little attention and it’s hard to find out a lot of information on the situation. The United Nations High Commissioner For Refugees – the UNHCR aka The UN Refugee Agency – barely mentions Hong Kong on its web site.  But at the moment there are somewhere around 1,500 “official” refugees in Hong Kong and their lives are not easy, to say the least. From the wiki:

Article 14 of the Universal Declaration of Human Rights specifies that “everyone has the right to seek and enjoy asylum abroad from persecution.” At the end of April 2006, the UN Refugee Agency, also called the UNHCR stated that there were 1473 asylum seekers in Hong Kong waiting for a decision. 24.7% of them were women and 23.9% were children. The Hong Kong UNCHR receives 150 to 160 applications a month. Ninety percent of the asylum seekers in Hong Kong come from south Asia (India, Pakistan, Sri Lanka, Indonesia, Philippine, Nepal), 9% come from Africa (Congo, Liberia..) and 1% come from other regions. There are few Non Governmental Organizations who take care of these refugees in Hong Kong. The most active one is Christian Action which provides shelter, food, counsel and medical aid. RSD Watch estimated that of 798 cases decided by UNHCR in Hong Kong in 2004, there was an 18% success rate. Some cases can make an appeal, but due to the UNCHR’s backlog, some asylum seekers spend years in HK waiting for their case to be processed.

These refugees receive a monthly allowance of HK$1,400 per person from the government. That’s around US$180. That is supposed to cover rent, food – everything. They’re not allowed to work, at least not legally. And it can take years for their situations to be resolved and to find a country willing to offer them asylum. (In April 2013, a Sri Lankan refugee, a “torture claimant,” received a temporary right to work from the Hong Kong government. He was just about to appeal a legal decision denying him that work permit and then received one based on the “discretion” of the immigration director. This man has been in Hong Kong since December, 2000.)

On Saturday, a volunteer with the Christian Action Agency brought a group of six refugees (along with some of their families and friends) to PASM Workshop. This agency is teaching them skills that will help them find employment once they are resettled and in this case, this group is interested in photography.  5 of the 6 are from Sri Lanka, the 6th from India. One person in the group had experience as a professional photographer, the others were relatively new to it. Some of them brought some really ambitious ideas to our studio and it was exciting to watch them turn these ideas into photographs.

June 20th is World Refugee Day and there will be an exhibition of these photos (and more!) at the Fringe Club.

I did have a chance to talk with most of the people who came to the studio. It was amazing to learn that many of them had been in Hong Kong for as long as ten years waiting for their situations to be resolved. But despite their difficult conditions, this was a high spirited, warm and friendly group and it was great to have a chance to meet them and hear directly from them about their lives. I got the impression that while their lives were not easy here, they still saw it as an improvement over what they had left behind, and they were unanimously optimistic for their future.  I would love to share photos of them but I neglected to ask them for permission and given their circumstances, I think it’s best not to post them here.

If you’d like to learn more about the refugee situation in Hong Kong and what you can do to help, check out:

 

 

 

 

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Two Very Different Films, One Similar Subject

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Today’s double feature was two films that on the surface had nothing in common and yet, halfway through the second film, I realized that each was a love story of sorts between two people of very different social and economic statuses.

The first was a documentary called Seeking Asian Female. It ran on PBS in the US and I was able to find it on Vimeo.  The director starts out with the notion of investigating why Caucasian American men are so fixated on Asian women.  But the film very quickly shifts to being the story of Steven and Sandy – Steven being a 60 year old American man and Sandy being a 30 year old Chinese woman. The added twist in the film is that the director, Debbie Lum, is an American-born Chinese woman, who is in a relationship with a Caucasian man.

Why she doesn’t just make the film about her own relationship she never says. But she followed Steven because he was so willing to talk to her and open up about his life – and that in no small part was probably because she was Chinese.

Steven doesn’t lie about who he is. He’s on all the dating web sites with a current photo, listing his real age and mentioning that he’s got a crappy job (parking lot attendant at SFO) and has little money. He’s been pursuing his dream of a Chinese wife (he saw the movie Scent of Green Papaya and thought it would be nice to have a subservient Chinese wife cooking and cleaning for him).

Sandy comes from a poor family in China, speaks no English, and turns to international dating web sites only after it becomes clear to her that at the age of 30, she’s never going to find a Chinese husband.

So Steven goes to China to visit her and eventually brings her to the U.S. on a fiancee visa – they have 3 months to get married or she has to return to China. The director ends up being pulled in as a translator for the couple and gets far more personally involved in the story than any documentary director (short of Michael Moore) should.

Steven loudly and frequently proclaims his love for Sandy. Sandy’s feelings for Steven aren’t as clear – she explains that she can’t go back to China because she’d be humiliated so she has to make things work.

It’s not a great documentary or even close to a great one but it did hold my interest. Some stereotypes do get turned on their heads and you will probably find yourself hoping that these two can make it work. I think that in the film Steven goes from clown to sympathetic but I also realize others will interpret things quite differently. It does appear that the two are still together.

The second film is, possibly, a great film.

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Behind the Candelabra, directed by Steven Soderbergh and starring Michael Douglas and Matt Damon, was made as a theatrical feature but no U.S. studio would touch it, so in the U.S. it debuted instead on HBO. Had this played in theaters, there’s little doubt in my mind that come Oscar time, Douglas and possibly Damon would have been in the running for best actor nods.

The film, a biography of Liberace, is based on Scott Thorson’s autobiography. Thorson had a 5 year relationship with Liberace and ended up suing him for palimony, so what we’re seeing on screen is filtered through Thorson’s recollection. How much is true and how much is fiction? Most of us will never know.

But you’ve got Liberace, a massively successful and wealthy star, together with Thorson, a poor kid who grew up in a succession of foster homes, half Liberace’s age. They meet, Thorson moves in, Liberace showers him with gifts (which include plastic surgery to make the kid look more like him), and discusses adopting him and putting him in his will. Five years later they broke up and a few years after that Liberace died from AIDS.

The film is pure Soderbergh. He’s at home with the Las Vegas glitter, shot the film himself (as he almost always does) and the editing, as always, is flawless. Douglas, in his first role since recovering from cancer, turns in one of the best performances of his career and Damon is not far behind.

Add in some nice understated support from Dan Aykroyd and Debbie Reynolds (!!!) and a very overstated and wonderful appearance from Rob Lowe and you have a film that works from beginning to end – the matter-of-fact frank sex scenes between the two leading to some brutal scenes as things fall apart to a wonderful final fantasy sequence at the end.

Why would no U.S. studio touch this? A major director, two major stars. Presumably because of a frank and unflinching portrait of a homosexual relationship – but this is 2013 and one would have thought by now those barriers were smashed (Broke Back Mountain, anyone?). Then again, my 91 year old mother watched this and pronounced it “disgusting.”

We’re left with the question – what was the relationship between Liberace and Thorson?  Was it love? Did Thorson love Liberace, or was it all the gifts and the lavish lifestyle that he got to enjoy for a few years?  When they met, Thorson was 17 and Liberace was almost 60. And yet, as depicted in the film, at least at some point there was some real affection between the two of them.

Soderbergh claims this is his last film, that he will be concentrating on other types of projects in the future. If that turns out to really be the case, between this and Side Effects he’s going out at the top of his game.

 

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Idiots in Hong Kong #7,384

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Two news items this morning caught my eye.

The first is small scale idiocy. A Mr. or Ms. Chow gave his or her domestic helper $50 to buy pork. The helper bought $35 worth of pork and put the $15 in her pocket, thereby denying Chow $15 worth of chow. Chow discovered that $15 (that’s about US$1.95) was missing and called the police. And the police proceeded to do what they do. For 15 bucks. Until finally a magistrate asked the police if they had something better to do with their time than to fuss over $15, at which point the charges were dropped. The magistrate asked the prosecution if they had considered other options. The news doesn’t report on the reply.

That’s small scale idiocy. Here’s idiocy on a larger scale. Last year the government raised the stamp fee on home purchases in an attempt to cool down the housing market.  This resulted in, among other things, a stampede to buy up car park spaces – as an investment. This worked out about as well as you might expect. In other words, people are losing money – big time.

A buyer named Li nearly halved the purchase price to sell his parking space at Pristine Villa in Sha Tin for HK$250,000, after buying it from Sun Hung Kai Properties (0016) in November for HK$470,000.

“I would never have thought that no one would be willing to buy my space, even when it was put up for auction,” Li said.

“I just wanted to pocket a quick profit.”

The sentiment for Hong Kong Garden is the most disastrous, said Billy Cheng Chi-kuen, Midland Realty sales manager for the area.

“Around 600 car parking spaces at the estate were sold by the developer but none could be resold in the secondhand market,” Cheng said.

The supply glut at Hong Kong Garden has dragged rents down to as little as HK$400 per month, compared with the HK$1,800 charged by Chinachem before. It is even lower than the HK$900 rent charged at a nearby temporary car park.

Hong Kong Garden is in Sham Tseng, which is somewhere between Tsuen Wan and Tuen Mun. It’s a bunch of apartment towers and a shopping mall and nothing else. And people actually thought other people would line up to buy parking spots there.  Some people did make a profit – those who sold off the spots for a modest gain immediately after buying them.

“There’s a sucker born every minute,” goes the old saying.

And then there’s the bit about the 15 year old Chinese tourist who had to write his name on a 3,500 year old temple.

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It says “Ding Jinhao was here.” Was he ever.

Granted, this is an isolated thing. I’m sure millions of Chinese tourists have visited this temple and most would have behaved quite well. But this thing is just jaw-droppingly stupid on so many levels.

 

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Say Goodbye to Rice

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Last Sunday afternoon I was in Mong Kok with a friend. It almost seemed as if Portland Street, in the area around the Langham Place shopping mall, was nothing but Mainland Chinese pulling wheeled suitcases behind them – loading them up with whatever shopping they were there to do. At this small pharmacy on a side street, there was a line out the door and I watched woman after woman come out holding as many packages of Pampers as they could carry.  I’m thinking to myself, “This is what they come here to buy? They can’t find Pampers in Shenzhen? Is the price so much cheaper in HK?”  I don’t know the answers to those questions.

What I do know is that a couple of days ago The Atlantic ran a piece on deadly rice in Guangzhou. This is not the first article I’ve come across on this topic though it is the first one I noticed in western media. It does go deeper into the, ahem, root cause of the problem.

The latest in China’s rolling cascade of food safety disasters comes from Guangzhou — the capital of Guangdong province in southern China, and one of China’s largest cities — where 44 percent of rice samples were found to contain poisonous levels of cadmium. That rice was being served to unsuspecting diners in restaurants around Guangzhou.

Unlike many other Chinese food scandals – rat meat sold as lambmilk tainted with melaminedead pigs in the river – the cadmium-laced rice isn’t just the result of unprincipled food providers trying to cut costs. Instead, it’s a reflection of the heavy levels of heavy-metal pollution that can be found throughout China’s farm lands. The country loses $3 billion a year to soil pollution.

While it’s less outrageously stomach-churning than, say, rat meat masquerading as mutton, the “cadmium rice” scandal, as the media has named it, is much harder to fix. Health inspectors can crack down on fake meat. But the soil pollution crisis is the result — and a telling example — of layer upon layer of state planning gone awry. Here’s why.

No ministry is accountable for regulating soil pollution, and earlier this year, the State Council pushed back setting up a soil pollution prevention system from 2015 to 2020. That’s despite the fact that between 40 percent  and 70 percent of China’s soil is already contaminated with heavy metals and fertilizers. That results in toxic levels of lead in a third of China’s rice and high levels of cadmium in another one tenth of it.

The government categorizes soil pollution levels as a “state secret.”This despite the fact Chinese academics have long been documenting the toxic effects of soil pollution — for example, one Chinese scientist found that the soil in at least half of China’s provinces and administrative zones is severely contaminated. The authorities have declined to publish the results of the first national survey of soil pollution, started in 2006; scholars involved in the project say the government has suppressed the preliminary findings.

It’s not just industrial runoff — it’s farmers, too. In addition to being a major agricultural producer, Hunan, where the rice was grown, is also a major producer of non-ferrous metals — one likely contributor to the high cadmium levels. In the last few years, a rising number of Hunan agricultural products have been found to contain toxic substances. And despite widespread soil pollution, there aren’t restrictions on planting in polluted soil, say academics. Plus, farmers use a lot of of phosphate-based fertilizers that contain cadmium, which is expensive to remove. One scientist estimates that improper disposal of fertilizer means that farmers leave around 65 percent of it to pollute soil and water. But the shortage of land and water resources leaves farmers with little choice.

The central government encourages this toxic production because it desperately wants farmers to grow rice. The pressure on farmers to produce comes from the government, which is anxious to keep food supply — and, therefore, prices — stable. Not only does it encourage high output, but it sets a minimum price for rice and other staples. Any time the price dips below that threshold, the government buys up rice from farmers and socks it away in the state rice reserve. And it bumped that up another 10 percent  at the beginning of this year, even though it was already way higher than international market prices.

Local governments flout regulations with impunity. There so far has been no reaction from the authorities in Hunan, where the rice originated,reports Xinhua. Meanwhile, the local Guangzhou Food and Drug Administration initially ignored laws requiring it to tell the public which brands contained the toxic substances, which companies had sold and distributed it, and what the health risks were. Though it eventually bowed to pressure and named the manufacturers and the brand of the “cadmium rice,” it still hasn’t released details.

Click over to read the rest of this very interesting article.

The whole baby milk powder thing didn’t personally affect us; there are no kids in our house.  But rice? If people start swarming over the border and buying every sack of rice in Park & Shop and Wellcome? That’s going to be a big problem – for everyone of course, not just for me.

And let’s face it, if 40-70% of China’s farm soil is polluted, that means this is in more than just rice. How much of our produce comes from China? According to the New York Times, 92%.

Here’s an excerpt from an article in the New York Times from last October that partially discusses this issue, in light of the rise in demand for organic produce locally:

Kimbo Chan knows all about the food scandals in China: the formaldehyde that is sometimes sprayed on Chinese cabbages, themelamine in the milk and the imitation soy sauce made from hair clippings. That is why he is growing vegetables on a rooftop high above the crowded streets of Hong Kong.

“Some mainland Chinese farms even buy industrial chemicals to use on their crops,” Mr. Chan said. “Chemicals not meant for agricultural uses at all.”

As millions of Hong Kong consumers grow increasingly worried about the purity and safety of the fruits, vegetables, meats and processed foods coming in from mainland China, more of them are striking out on their own by tending tiny plots on rooftops, on balconies and in far-flung, untouched corners of highly urbanized Hong Kong.

“Consumers are asking, will the food poison them?” said Jonathan Wong, a professor of biology and the director of the Hong Kong Organic Resource Center. “They worry about the quality of the food. There is a lack of confidence in the food supply in China.”

That, as it turns out, is one of the good things about living in Tai Po. This is farm country. We have an elderly neighbor who has taken a liking to my gf and she has this habit of giving her some of whatever she’s picked in nearby fields that morning.  Tai Po has several wet markets and all of them have vendors selling locally grown, organic produce. Yes, you pay a little bit more. But more and more, it’s worth it.

Hong Kong is totally unprepared to become a shopping center for China’s every day needs. Oh sure, let them scoop up all the gold and Rolexes and shitbox apartments they want. But daily staples? I predict things are gonna get a lot uglier here.

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Ian Anderson Plays the Very Best of Jethro Tull coming to Hong Kong

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Well, for all intensive purposes, Ian Anderson is Jethro Tull.  Originally formed in 1967, Jethro Tull’s music has combined elements of blues, folk, jazz and progressive rock. Their best known albums include Aqualung and Thick as a Brick. (Guitarist Martin Barre was with the group from 1969 onwards, but as of 2011 Tull no longer seems to be a going concern.)

Now lead singer/songwriter/flutist Ian Anderson is including a stop in Hong Kong on June 24th on his current world tour.  It’s his first concert in Hong Kong in 20 years. Top “regular” ticket price is $980, but the promoters have put together some special VIP packages that include the chance to meet and be photographed with Ian Anderson backstage before the concert starts. I’m informed that these packages, which top out at just under $2,500, are almost sold out.

I’ve been a Jethro Tull fan since their first album (which made a huge splash on FM radio in New York when it was released) but I’ve never seen them live so going to this show crosses another item off my bucket list.

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Here’s a quick video that Anderson made inviting Hong Kong fans to the concert. (Link in case you can’t see the embedded video.)

And here’s some concert footage from 1978, Tull performing Thick as a Brick at Madison Square Garden. (Link in case you can’t see the embedded video.)

All of that aside, here’s a little tale of how things work in Hong Kong.  One day about two weeks ago, I’m standing outside the building where I work (on Lockhart Road) having a smoke. This woman comes walking by, looks at me, comes up to me and asks, “Excuse me, do you live in Hong Kong?” I thought she was a tourist and was going to ask me for directions. Instead, she reached into her bag and handed me a flyer for the concert.

Before she could walk away I asked her, “Excuse me, are you associated with the promoters of the show?” She told me she was, so I asked for her card. As soon as I got back to my desk, I sent her an email with links to my portfolio and asking if I could get a media pass to photograph the concert. I didn’t hear anything for a week and I figured, okay, that’s that, but then this week I received an email from her husband. No, it didn’t say “leave my wife alone you xxx,” it said that he liked my portfolio and that he wanted to meet to discuss my request.

So I’ve now been hired to shoot the backstage stuff as well as photograph the concert, and I’m thrilled. The promoters are a new company called Euro Asia Entertainment and this is the first show they’re producing in Hong Kong. They seem to be quite well connected on the international music scene and mentioned to me some of the other acts they plan to bring to Hong Kong in the future. I’m not free to share any names but let’s just say that if things work out, this Ian Anderson show will be the tip of the iceberg.

Either way, I’m looking forward to the concert.

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Review: Howard Kaylan – Shell Shocked: My Life With the Turtles, Flo & Eddie, Frank Zappa

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Early in his freshman year at UCLA, Howard Kaylan told his father he was quitting college to make music. His parents were naturally livid but he promised them that if he didn’t have a hit record within 6 months, he’d go back to school.  It didn’t take 6 months for his first hit record, it took only 4.

50 years later, Howard Kaylan has written his autobiography Shell Shocked: My Life With The Turtles, Flo & Eddie, and Frank Zappa, etc., written with Jeff Tamarkin, with a cover by the great Cal Schenkel and an introduction by Penn Jillette.  If you know his music, then you already know this is a great read. If you don’t know his music, allow me to fill you in on his amazing career.

You see, I’m a lifelong Howard Kaylan fan. I grew up watching The Turtles on TV in the 60s. I saw the Flo & Eddie edition of Frank Zappa and The Mothers live at the Fillmore East. I’ve got every Flo & Eddie album and can vividly remember their show at the Bottom Line in New York in the 80s.  They’ve sang back-up for everyone from Marc Bolan to Bruce Springsteen to the Ramones. They’ve interviewed every other rock star in the world on radio and TV.

[Full disclosure: I was provided with a free ebook download for review purposes. Both Howard Kaylan and Jeff Tamarkin are Facebook friends, though I don't know either of them "in real life."]

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Howard Lawrence Kaplan was born in The Bronx (is that one reason I’ve always liked him so much?) in 1947 and spent a mostly angst-free childhood in Brooklyn and upstate New York and finally Westchester, a part of Los Angeles near LAX and not far from Santa Monica.  As a child, he rapidly developed a love for both music and comedy. He started playing saxophone while at Westchester High School and one day found himself in the school choir standing next to another class clown, one Mark Volman. It may not have been as momentous as the day that Mick Jagger met Keith Richards, but it wasn’t far off either.  The two of them have been singing together for more than 50 years.

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In high school, Kaylan was already in a band called the Crossfires. Volman became their roadie (to the extent that a high school band has a roadie) until the day that his father insisted he should be part of the band as well. The Crossfires became The Turtles and rock & roll history was made.

The Turtles had a hit the first time out of the gate with a cover of Bob Dylan’s It Ain’t Me Babe. I believe that The Turtles were the first ones to have a rock/pop hit single with a Dylan song. (Their cover predates The Byrds’ Mr. Tambourine Man by about six months, earlier Dylan cover hits were all more folk than rock.) Their other hits of course include Happy Together, Elenore, and She’d Rather Be With Me,

Kaylan’s recollection of The Turtles era is filled with wonderful stories of sex and drugs. Most prominent perhaps is his tale of their first trip to London, meeting everybody including Lennon and McCartney, getting asked for his autograph by Brian Jones and throwing up all over Jimi Hendrix.  This was the basis for a feature film in 2003 that Kaylan wrote – My Dinner With Jimi.

Here’s a brief excerpt from the book recalling the time he met Dylan in 1980 (Dyaln was in the audience when they were singing back-up with Springsteen and he came backstage after the show):

And there he was – after all these years – backstage, just milling around, Bob fucking Dylan. I had to approach him.

“Mr. Dylan,” I sputtered. “Hi. I’m Howard Kaylan from the Turtles. Thanks for writing our first hit.”

“Was it any good?”

“Yeah, I think so.”

“So we both made money then?”

“Yessir.”

And he shook my hand. “Well then, I thank you. Let’s do her again sometime.” And that was it. Four sentences in fifteen years.

There was a dark side to this as well. The Turtles were young and trusting. People stole a lot of money from them and they eventually discovered that they not only didn’t own the name “The Turtles” or any of their recordings but that, thanks to a swirl of lawsuits that took more than a decade to resolve, they couldn’t even perform or record under their own names.

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So poor management and legal squabbles meant the Turtles were over.  A chance run-in with their old friend Frank Zappa found them joining Zappa and the Mothers, appearing on several Zappa albums as well as Zappa’s film 200 Motels.  Since they couldn’t perform under their own names, they somehow decided to call themselves The Phlorescent Leech and Eddie – the nicknames of two of their roadies.  Kaylan was the Phlorescent Leech (but later it would get flipped around on them when the cover photo on the first Flo & Eddie album was flipped).

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As I mentioned earlier, I saw this edition of the Mothers play at the Fillmore East and to this day Fillmore East June 1971 remains one of my most frequently played Zappa albums.  They were with Zappa at the Casino de Montreux when a fan burned it down (an event immortalized in Deep Purple’s Smoke On the Water). A week later, playing the Rainbow in London, a fan attacked Zappa on stage, badly injuring him.  With Zappa out of commission, Flo & Eddie’s time with the Mothers came to an end.

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So they launched on their own, as the Phlorescent Leech and Eddie, later simplifying it to just Flo and Eddie. I still feel their first album on Warner is one of the great pop-rock albums of the 70s.  The second album was produced by Bob Ezrin, years before he climbed The Wall. All four albums have some brilliant pop songs, songs that clearly build on the legacy of the Turtles’ best work. The later albums all mixed these brilliant pop songs with parodies of the then-current rock scene.  But as George Kaufman said, “Satire is what closes on Saturday night” and these albums never made much of a dent on the charts.  By 1976 they found themselves without a contract and out of work. (There would be a final record 5 years later, a reggae album, believe it or not, recorded in Jamaica with some legendary Jamaican studio musicians.)

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They managed to keep working, in no small part because everyone wanted them as back-up singers. They were especially close to Marc Bolan (listen to Electric Warrior and try to imagine it without Flo & Eddie’s vocals, it just wouldn’t have worked as well). And there was Springsteen, Roger McGuinn, Stephen Stills, The Psychedelic Furs, the Ramones, Duran Duran … the list goes on forever.  They were also a hit for awhile hosting a nationally syndicated radio talk show thanks to support from their friend Howard Stern.

Finally in 1984, they got the rights back to use their own names and use The Turtles name and they got the rights to all of the original Turtles recordings.  There’s big money to be made from licensing old records, especially ones as perennially popular as Happy Together.  And of course now they could tour as The Turtles (featuring Flo & Eddie), doing their own gigs as well as joining packaged 60s tours.  Life would finally work out.

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Today, Kaylan keeps busy in other ways – he’s released one solo album and has turned his talents to writing science fiction.  He’s also recording a new album with former Mother Jeff Simmons.

Shell Shocked worked for me on a variety of different levels.  The first is as a collection of some truly hilarious tales.  It’s like you’re sitting with Kaylan having a beer (or, more likely, a smoke) and he turns to you and says, “Did I ever tell you about the time that Tom Jones waved his enormous schlong at a bunch of teenyboppers from the tour bus?”  ”Did I ever tell you about the time I got Zappa to smoke weed with us?”  ”Hey, lemme tell you about the time we snorted coke off Abe Lincoln’s desk in the White House.”

But there’s more to it than that. Because this is a tale of survival. This is the story of a man who hit it big before he was 20 and who lost it all – several times. And yet he was never defeated, he was down but he was never counted out. He never comes across as bitter or morose, he just kept plugging away, having faith in himself and his talent and sure enough, in the long run things more than worked out for him.

I don’t know Kaylan. I’ve never met him and I’m not likely to ever meet him.  But I sure as hell liked him after reading the book.  And I have this theory – that just about everyone who ever worked with him liked him, and that’s one reason they kept calling him up to record with them, to tour with them, to hang out with them.  Look, when you’re David Bowie, you can work with anyone you damn please, so you might as well work with people you enjoy being with, no?

What I also love about the book is that there are no regrets.  Howard Kaylan won’t be going on Oprah any time soon to cry and talk about how he found religion and doesn’t want people to make the same mistakes he did.  There’s none of that phony bullshit here. Either accept him on his own terms or not, it’s your choice, he’s not meeting you halfway. And I love it.

The book is definitely Kaylan’s voice.  It says “with Jeff Tamarkin” but both Kaylan and Tamarkin insist the words are all Kaylan’s and that Tamarkin’s contribution was to help him put it all together and shape it into a cohesive narrative.

The one thing that I felt was missing was that there actually isn’t much about Mark Volman in the book.  You’ll learn much more about Frank Zappa and Harry Nilsson and Marc Bolan than you will about the man he’s partnered with for 50 years. (Actually, the parts of the book describing his final visits with both Zappa and Nilsson are heartbreaking.) I’m guessing that Kaylan decided early on that this was his story, not theirs, and that Volman would be free to tell his own side if he ever wanted to.

So don’t come to Shell Shocked expecting great philosophical lessons. It ain’t that kind of book. What it is is a very funny read.  If you already know who Howard Kaylan is, you probably wanted to read the book before you read this review. If you didn’t know who he was, hopefully you want to read it after reading this.

And if you don’t know the music and want to hear it, I’ve done up a Flo & Eddie playlist on Spotify. It includes my favorite songs from the Turtles, Zappa and the Flo & Eddie albums, as well as a few tracks on which they contributed background vocals.  (Note that some of the Zappa tracks are NSFW.)  Do give it a listen, especially the Flo & Eddie album tracks. (Note that when you click on the Spotify link, you’ll have to install the Spotify player if you don’t already have it. But then you’ll be able to stream this playlist, and about 20 million other songs, for free.)

 

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More Quick Movie Reviews

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A few more quickies from movies seen this week.  There may be (mild) spoilers in these reviews ….

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Star Trek Into Darkness.  I’m what you’d call a mid level Trekkie, I guess. I watched the original series when it originally aired. (I had to go down to a neighbor’s apartment in order to watch it in color and I think that’s what finally got my dad to buy a color TV.) An old friend of mine wrote The Trouble With Tribbles (among many other things). I’ve probably watched all those episodes a dozen times each and I’ve watched all the movies too. But I never got hooked on any of the other TV series – and that includes TNG.  On the other hand, J.J. Abrams admitted last week on The Daily Show that he used to hate Star Trek, but that he loves it now. (duh)

I like what he’s done here in bringing back the spirit of the original series, the discussion of morals and obligations – because the original series was basically a fancied-up western with lots of pop philosophy.  So Abrams pays proper respect here. Thumbs up.  And Benedict Cumberbatch makes a great villain – though I would have preferred more time watching him talk instead of watching CGI versions of him doing CGI stunts.

But frankly speaking, once I realized that the whole film was essentially a homage (or rip-off, depending on who you ask) to Star Trek II: Wrath of Khan, I started getting numb.  Does Abrams stand it on its head? Is it a deconstruction, much like a chef doing molecular cuisine deconstructs a popular dish so that it’s barely recognizable while tasting the same? Is it sacrilege?  One thing it is is hopelessly predictable in the second half, which is a letdown considering how it kept me guessing in the first half.  Also, the 3D is so unnecessary here that I found myself removing my 3D glasses for long stretches and not missing anything aside from the Chinese subtitles being blurry.

Overall, I suppose it’s a strong enough entry in the series.  My gf, who doesn’t remember Wrath of Khan (I’m pretty sure I made her sit through it at some point) completely loved it, even though all the bits that referred back to that movie went right past her.

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Side Effects. Speaking of movies that start out as one film and end as a completely different film, there’s this from Steven Soderbergh.  He claims it’s his last film (not including his Liberace film, which will air on cable instead of theatrically).  If that’s really the case, he’s going out on a high note, quitting at the top of his game.

Soderbergh has always zig zagged between different genres and as this one proceeds, you think it’s going to be an expose of the pharmaceutical industry from the man whose films include Traffic, Contagion and Erin Brockovich.  But midway through, it switches gears to become film noir.  The plot is complicated and doesn’t entirely make sense, but firm direction, excellent pacing, and a strong cast led by Rooney Mara (who truly establishes herself here), Jude Law and Catherine Zeta-Jones means this is an enjoyable ride.

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Jack Reacher.  It’s difficult to remember now, but back in the 90s, Tom Cruise turned in one solid performance after another and it always looked as if he was just one film away from finally getting an Oscar. But it seems that in the last decade or so, he’s given up that quest and become a boring action star who can only open a film that has the words Mission and Impossible in the title. I think Oblivion (an expensive live action/CGI remake of Wall-E apparently) tanked.

But I didn’t watch this because of Cruise. I watched it because it was written (adapted from a popular detective series) and directed by Christopher McQuarrie. He wrote The Usual Suspects and wrote and directed The Way of the Gun, a very nasty little film that I truly love.  Based on Jack Reacher, it would seem that McQuarrie has also given up.

They try to position Jack Reacher as some sort of mystical all powerful anti-hero when in fact he’s a sad loner who is good at solving crimes but has no human relationships and spends much of the film blabbing on and on about how that’s a good thing.

Because it’s A Tom Cruise Film, at least he can bring in a good supporting cast – and in this case the uber-villain is played by none other than Werner Herzog! Robert Duvall is in it too and Rosamund Pike looks quite nice. But in the end, Jack Reacher is eminently forgettable.

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Parker. Since 1998′s Lock Stock & Two Smoking Barrels, Jason Statham has turned into the most consistently entertaining B movie action star in western cinema – by that I mean that I don’t recall ever seeing his films open at #1 (or even #5) in the US but I’m sure they’re consistent money earners in home video. Parker seems to be an attempt at moving him to some sort of A list status but it falls short.

Most obviously, it attempts to do this by upping the game on co-stars.  Jennifer Lopez gets to remind us that she was quite a decent actress before she turned her thin voice to singing. Nick Nolte, Patti LuPone, Bobby Cannavale and Michael Chiklis also show up – the latter two sadly given roles they could have done in their sleep.

Also along for the ride is director Taylor Hackford. If you don’t recognize the name, he’s the man behind 80s hits An Officer and a Gentleman and Against All Odds. His last good film was the biopic of Ray Charles. This is of a somewhat lesser nature.

It’s really disappointing almost from the start, when in the midst of a robbery Statham starts spouting his philosophy and it’s nothing we haven’t heard in 100 other movies. Why does Hackford allow the film to crawl to a halt for a speech that’s so utterly banal?  Meanwhile Lopez is not the love interest in the film, despite what you might think or what the poster might suggest. She’s a rather pathetic loser with very tight abs for a woman of her age – apparently she’s not going to get fully in character if it contrasts with her public image.

Oh well, it’s still entertaining, definitely better than anything Stallone or Willis is churning out these days. But he can do better.

Oh, when we went to see Star Trek at the Shatin UA last night, I saw this poster:

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It would be nice to think that HK films are trying to get back to the wild and wacky comedies that were in such great abundance in the 80s and 90s. But I’m not overly optimistic.

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Get Crazy – A Great Movie No One Knows

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I had a feeling I could find this entire film on Youtube and, proven right, I wanted to share it with you.  The film is called Get Crazy, it’s from 1983, and it may not be the Godfather or 8-1/2 but it’s a movie I’ve always loved and I think a lot of you will love it too.

Basically, it’s a bunch of people who came out of the Roger Corman school of filmmaking doing a tribute to the Fillmore. Director Allan Arkush (Hollywood Boulevard, Rock & Roll High School and a ton of TV stuff) was, I believe, an usher at the Fillmore East, so this is one rock and roll movie where they got things right.

I think if i just tell you who is in it and who they play, that should be enough to whet your appetite. Malcolm McDowell plays Reggie Wanker, obviously modeled after Mick Jagger.  Lou Reed plays Auden, clearly modeled on Bob Dylan. Howard Kaylan (Turtles, Flo & Eddie) is Captain Trips, who seems a lot like Jerry Garcia. And then there’s Allen Garfield, Daniel Stern, Miles Chapin, Ed Begley Jr., Lee Ving, John Densmore, Robert Picardo, Bobby Sherman, Fabian, Franklin Ajaye, Mary Woronov & Paul Bartel, Dick Miller, Clint Howard, Coati Mundi.

But most important of all, this was a movie about rock & roll made by people who truly love rock & roll, and back when it was made, there weren’t that many of these.  It’s low budget, a bit dated and creaky now, but well worth your time, especially if you can see it for free.

Seems like embedding the video here isn’t working so here’s the link.  Hit it up, sit back and enjoy!

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