Saturday, October 20, 2007

THE SANTA FE OPRY PLAYLIST

Friday, October 19, 2007
KSFR, Santa Fe, NM
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Host: Steve Terrell

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OPENING THEME: Buckaroo by Buck Owens & The Buckaroos
The Wreck on the Highway by Roy Acuff
Reason to Believe by The Nitty Gritty Dirt Band
Crows by Ray Wylie Hubbard
Ain't I'm A Dog by Ronnie Self
Red Necks, White Socks and Blue Ribbon Beer by Johnny Russell
Back to Black by Terry Allen with Lucinda Williams
Polk Salad Annie by Sleepy LaBeef
Where the Rio de Rosa Flows by Carl Perkins

Creedence Song by John Fogerty
Bad Moon Rising by The Seldom Scene
Drunk By Noon by The Handsome Family
Boney Fingers by Hoyt Axton
Call Me Shorty by Martha Scanlan
Georgia in a Jug by Eugene Chadbourne
Oklahoma Trooper by Acie Cargill
Skip a Rope by Henson Cargill

Ramblin' Man by Clothesline Revival with Tom Armstrong
This Train I Ride by Snakefarm
Keys to the Kingdom by Ralph Stanley with Jadoo
Sex Crazy Baby by Hasil Adkins
LSD Made a Wreck of Me by Tex Edwards & Out on Parole
Double Line by Heavy Trash
Dirty On Yo Mama by James Luther Dickinson
Cool and dark Inside by Kell Robertson

I can't Stop Loving You by Van Morrison with The Chieftains
Iowa City by Eleni Mandell
That Nightmare is Me by Mose McCormack
Wish I'd Have Stayed in The Wagon Yard by U.S. Sen. Robert Byrd
The Club by Nick Lowe
Midnight Sun by Rolf Cahn
Green Green Rocky Road by Dave Van Ronk
I Tremble for You by Johnny Cash
A Long Journey by The Holy Modal Rounders
CLOSING THEME: Comin' Down by The Meat Puppets

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Friday, October 19, 2007

TERRELL'S TUNEUP: SCATTERED ON DAWN'S HIGHWAY

A version of this was published in The Santa Fe New Mexican
October 19, 2007



Two accidents this morning, one four miles south of Española, the second near Tucumcari, killed two persons, state police reported. ...
Vasilio Quintana, 67, of San Pedro, met death on State Road No. 30, State Police Captain A.B. Martinez said, when a truck driven by Tony Montoya, also of San Pedro, left the road at a dip and overturned. The officer said the truck had been converted to carry workers to Los Alamos from the Española area. ...
Martinez said nine other persons were riders, four of which received minor injuries and were given treatment by an Española physician.
The Santa Fe New Mexican, Oct. 17, 1947, Page 1



Me and my, uh, mother and father and a grandmother and a grandfather were driving through the desert, at dawn, and a truckload of Indian workers had either hit another car, or just — I don’t know what happened — but there were Indians scattered all over the highway, bleeding to death. So the car pulls up and stops. That was the first time I tasted fear. I must have been about 4 — like a child is like a flower, his head is just floating in the breeze, man. The reaction I get now thinking about it, looking back — is that the souls of the ghosts of those dead Indians ... maybe one or two of em ... were just running around freaking out, and just leaped into my soul. And they’re still in there.
Jim Morrison from “Dawn’s Highway” on An American Prayer,
music by The Doors

Brad Durham, a novice filmmaker from McMinnville, Tenn., believes that the traffic fatality that occurred 60 years ago on N.M. 30 as it traverses San Ildefonso Pueblo is “the most important accident in rock ’n’ roll history.” Says Durham, “It didn’t kill a rock star. It created one.”

Those familiar with the history and mythology of The Doors singer Jim Morrison know his story about seeing the accident. “Indians scattered on dawn’s highway bleeding/Ghosts crowd the young child’s fragile eggshell mind,” Morrison recites on his song “Peace Frog.” In the 1991 movie The Doors, Oliver Stone turns this incident into a recurring motif. The accident victim, played by Floyd Red Crow Westerman, is a mystical shaman whose spirit tries to guide Morrison through his troubled life.

But if what Durham has uncovered is true, Morrison’s childhood memory of the wreck on the highway is not quite accurate. In fact, even though that stretch of road runs through Pueblo land, the “Indians scattered” might not have been Indians at all.

Durham, who earns a living as a fundraiser for a high-school sports team, believes that seeing this wreck was a turning point in Morrison’s life, making an impression on his young mind that helped lead to his life as a poet — a death-obsessed poet many would say — a musician, and something of a shamanic figure himself.

As if he, too, were touched by some mystic spirit guide, Durham set out to research the accident. He’s read countless biographies of Morrison and The Doors (I saw about 20 books on the singer in Durham’s motel room in Santa Fe when I recently spoke with him). He’s interviewed Morrison’s friends, including Frank Lisciandro, whose recording of Morrison’s account of the incident appears on the album An American Prayer.

And he’s spent hours at the New Mexico Commission of Pubic Records office poring over newspaper accounts of highway wrecks that happened during the short time the Morrison family lived in New Mexico. Durham’s research forms the basis for his documentary Dawn’s Highway. He hasn’t completed it yet; he was recently filming at the accident site.

As Durham discovered, Morrison’s father, George Stephen Morrison, a U.S. Navy officer who eventually became an admiral, worked in Albuquerque at the Sandia and Kirtland bases from February 1947 to February 1948. Jim was 3 when the Morrisons moved to New Mexico; they lived on Williams Street near the downtown area. The family moved to Mountain View, Calif., in 1948 when George Morrison was reassigned. They returned to Albuquerque in 1955, where Jim attended seventh and eight grades at Monroe Junior High School.

Durham (pictured at right, at the spot where he believes the accident took place) has not proved beyond all doubt that the N.M. 30 wreck is the one that young Morrison saw. He has not been able to locate the accident report for the San Ildefonso crash.

Peter Olson of New Mexico’s Department of Public Safety said fatal-accident reports are kept for up to 20 years, so there’s no known record of the Morrisons being at the scene of the accident. “But I challenge anyone to find any other accident that matches this description,” Durham said.

The wreck on the highway

The big story on Page 1 of The Santa Fe New Mexican on Oct. 17, 1947, was a boring piece about the state government and highway funds. Apparently there was a lull in the news for a few days. On other days during October 1947, there were some big headlines like “FBI Nets 2 in A-Bomb Threat,” “Arabs Move Troops Along Border to Seal Off Palestine From the World,” and stories about Reds infiltrating Hollywood.

But near the bottom of Page 1 on Oct. 17 was a headline: “Mishaps Take Two Victims Over State.” The report was from that morning (The New Mexican was an afternoon paper back then): “Bacilio Quintana, who is survived by his wife and seven children, died as a result of a broken neck. The officer said an inquest may be held some time today either in Española or Santa Fe.” (The paper misspelled Quintana’s first name twice in the story. His name was "Basilio," Durham learned.) Quintana was about to retire as a janitor at Los Alamos National Laboratory, Durham said.

There was another fatal accident with musical import reported in that day’s paper. Elizabeth Garrett, described as a “blind composer and daughter of the sheriff who killed Billy the Kid,” died in Roswell the night before when she fell on the street and struck her head on a curbstone. Her Seeing Eye dog, Tinka, was at her side. The story said Pat Garrett’s daughter, who wrote New Mexico’s state song, “O Fair New Mexico,” frequently said, “My father had to bring harmony with a gun in the early days. I tried to do so by carrying a tune.”

The next day, the paper reported that the inquest for the San Ildefonso wreck did occur. It was revealed that the accident happened because a commercial bus apparently struck Tony Montoya’s converted truck while trying to pass it in a no-passing zone.

Bus driver Ruben F. Vasquez of Chamisal said he was trying to pass the other vehicle, which he said swerved to the left. The paper also reported that Ernesto Montoya, father of the truck driver, had suffered a fractured skull in the accident and was hospitalized.

Durham has located Tony Montoya, now 80, as well as Montoya’s friend Willie Quintana, 75, of San Pedro (no relation to Basilio), who went to the scene of the accident soon after it happened. “They were scattered all over,” is how Willie Quintana described the scene to Durham. Quintana is not familiar with Morrison or Doors lore, Durham said.

Basilio Quintana did not consider himself an Indian, Durham said. He was Hispanic and living in the village of San Pedro. State historian Estevan Rael-Gálvez, who has helped Durham with his film, said he can see how people not familiar with New Mexico’s cultures might believe they saw Indians at the crash when they really saw Hispanics. “Identity is a complex thing,” he said.

The West is the best

One big question is why the Morrison family, living in Albuquerque, would have been traveling along a two-lane highway south of Española. Durham said he has no definitive answer to that.

As it does now, tourist literature of the ’40s encouraged people to visit Indian pueblos.

George Morrison is on record as saying that the family was driving to Taos when they saw the accident. N.M. 30 is not the main road to Taos. But in his movie, Durham quotes historian David Kammer, who says that for someone wanting to see pueblos, N.M. 30 would have been an “enticing detour.”

The road goes through San Ildefonso and Santa Clara pueblos and affords a great view of Black Mesa — considered sacred by Pueblo Indians — and also offers a chance to see Otowi Bridge, one of three suspension bridges in the state at the time.

When the music’s over

Durham has loved The Doors’ music ever since he heard “Hello, I Love You” in high school. But don’t call him a fan of Jim Morrison. “Britney Spears, Justin Timberlake, people like that, they have fans,” he said. “His music, his words speak to us still today. That’s why I like him.”

Surprisingly, The Doors aren’t even his favorite band. That would be The Who.

But Durham said he’s fascinated by the things that shape the minds of the artists he loves, the events that lead artists to find their creativity. In the case of Morrison, Durham said, that event occurred on a lonesome road in the shadow of Black Mesa.

Thursday, October 18, 2007

ROUNDHOUSE ROUNDUP: NO, NOT THAT BLACKWATER

A version of this was published in The Santa Fe New Mexican
October 18, 2007


True confession: I started going through Gov. Bill Richardson’s latest list of presidential campaign contributors on the Federal Election Commission Web site Tuesday morning before I even made coffee.

That’s pretty pathetic. I know.

Actually, it’s probably a good thing I wasn’t drinking coffee when I came upon a name on the second page of Richardson’s Third Quarter contributor list. I probably would have spit it onto my computer.
At the NH State Democratic Convention
Blackwater LLC, P.O. Box 606, Aynor, S.C. $500.

Blackwater! Could it be that Richardson, who has morphed into the most anti-war Democratic candidate this side of Dennis Kucinich, is actually taking money from the security company that’s been accused of shooting down innocent civilians in Iraq?

As it turns out, no.

After a couple of cups of coffee and some quick checking, I learned The Blackwater in South Carolina — a property management firm — is not the same as Blackwater USA, the controversial security company that has a headquarters in North Carolina. (Apparently there’s a difference.)

Blackwater LLC is operated by the J. William F. Holliday family in Aynor, S.C. An employee answering the phone there Wednesday said the name “Blackwater” is a reference to the Little Pee Dee River, which she said has a lot of black water.

More baseball blues: America’s pastime might come back to haunt Richardson in the World Series. His comment on Meet the Press this year that he’s both a New York Yankees fan and a Boston Red Sox fan caused dismay among rabid fans of both rival teams.
7TH INNING STRETCH
But if the Red Sox make it to the World Series, the Western-governor candidate, who proudly brings up his “westerness” every chance he gets on the campaign trail, will be in the position of having to root against our neighboring team, the Colorado Rockies. Not only are the Rockies the closest thing New Mexico has to a “home team” in major league baseball, but their 20-out-of-the-last-21-games winning streak is a true Cinderella story.

If Richardson tries to say he’s both a Red Sox fan and a Rockies fan, I don’t think anyone in New Hampshire — which considers the Sox their “home team” — would forgive him. If the Sox pull it off against Cleveland, I bet Richardson takes his chances being the Western governor who roots against the Rockies.

But he might have some explaining to do at the Democratic National Convention next year in Denver.

That pesky Senate question: The editors at The New Republic have made one of the strongest statements seen in the national media in favor of Richardson’s dropping out of the presidential race and running for the U.S. Senate.

“Richardson’s presidential campaign has failed to take off,” the editorial, published Wednesday, said. “He’s mired in the single digits in the polls, and — barring the simultaneous collapse of Hillary Clinton, Barack Obama, and John Edwards — it’s hard to see how he’ll capture the Democratic nomination. ... Put a fork in Richardson ’08; it’s done.

“Except it’s not,” the editorial continues. “There’s one campaign Richardson has a good shot of winning in 2008: the race for New Mexico’s U.S. Senate seat that Republican Pete Domenici will vacate after six terms.”

The editorial notes Richardson has dismissed all requests for him to run for the Senate, insisting he’s going to win the White House.

“Richardson, of course, has the right to nurse his hopeless presidential ambitions until his fellow Democrats unmercifully crush them in the actual caucuses and primaries,” the editorial said. “But, if Richardson truly cared about his party — not to mention his country — he would give up that right, abandon his presidential campaign, and toss his hat in the ring for the U.S. Senate.”

Musical judges: The announcement of Richardson’s appointment of Albuquerque lawyer Charles Daniels to the state Supreme Court on Wednesday left out an important part of Daniels’ career.

He’s a musician. No, he’s not the same Charlie Daniels who sang “The Devil Went Down to Georgia,” but he did play bass for years with a country-rock band called Lawyers, Guns and Money. According to one of my sources in the state judiciary, the justice-to-be also has played in a band with a couple of former judges from Albuquerque, Woody Smith and Tommy Jewell.

Maybe Daniels can get together for some courtroom jams with Appeals Judge Rod Kennedy, who is known to pick and sing and write songs.

Wednesday, October 17, 2007

THE POLITICS KEEP COMING

I was the "staff" in a couple of "Staff & Wire Reports" stories in today's New Mexican.

In the article about U.S. Rep. Steve Pearce entering the Republican primary, runn ing against U.S. Rep. Heather Wilson, I added the part about U.S. Rep. Tom Udall being pressured to reconsider his decision not to run in the Democratic Senate primary. The source I quoted is betting that Udall doesn't run for Senate. Another source said Udall began reconsidering after talking to Gov. Bill Richardson in New Hampshire over the weekend. Udall was in Manchester to speak at a global warming conference. Richardson reportedly assured Udall that he would definitely not run for Senate, even if his presidential race folded by the filing day for Senate.

The Pearce article also has my confirmation from former Attorney General Patricia Madrid will not be running for U.S. Senate, though she hasn't ruled out a House race.

In the article about Richardson''s contributors, I just added a few names to the Associated Press story, including some gaming tribes from outside the state that contributed to Richardson.

I also have an article about the fact that once again, New Mexico has flunked in a national study of campaign finance disclosure laws. Oh well, like our legislative leaders have told us, it's not politicians who need disclosure laws, it's the media and those do-gooder groups. Oh well, you can find the study HERE.

Monday, October 15, 2007

TERRELL'S SOUND WORLD PLAYLIST

Sunday, October 14, 2007
KSFR, Santa Fe, N.M.
Webcasting!
10 p.m. to midnight Sundays Mountain Time
Host: Steve Terrell

Now Simulcasting 90.7 FM, and out new, stronger signal, 101.1 FM
email me during the show! terrell@ksfr.org

OPENING THEME: Let it Out (Let it All Hang Out) by The Hombres
Let it Out (Let it All Hang Out) Techno Remix by Pink Filth
2wce by Mission of Burma
Automatic Husband by The Fiery Furnaces
Buried Alive by The Pretty Things
Electric Sweat by The Mooney Suzuki
The Kids by Lou Reed
Let's Get the Baby High by The Dead Milkmen
Oops, I Did It Again by Richard Thompson

The Eternal Question by The Grandmothers
Big Leg Emma by The Mothers of Invention
Girl From Al-Qaeda by The Jack & Jim Show
Depression Medley by Tiny Tim (with Eugene Chadbourne)
The Indian of The Group by Farrell & Black Band
Build Me a Woman by The Doors
Shakin' All Over by Johnny Kidd & The Pirates

Istanbul (Not Constaninopal) by They Might Be Giants
Telephone Call From Istanbul by The Red Elvises
Fourty Four by Istanbul Blues Kumpanyasi
Tajo by Cankisou
In the Mausoleum by Beirut
Not a Crime by Gogol Bordello
Mystery Train by Nightlosers
Frankie & Johnny by Kazik Staszewski

Dice Men by David Holmes
Satan's Blues by Junior Walker & The All Stars
I'm In Love by Nathaniel Mayer
Hot Pants Road by Ravi Harris & The Prophets
Them Hot Pants by Lee Sain
The Spark That Bled by The Flaming Lips
CLOSING THEME: Over the Rainbow by Jerry Lee Lewis

Sunday, October 14, 2007

THE JACK & JIM SHOW

He's Jimmy Carl Black and he's the Indian of the group Last night The Jack & Jim show, featuring avant maniac guitarist Eugene Chadbourne and Jimmy Carl Black, former Mother of Invention, forever the Indian of the Group, played at the Outpost in Albuquerque. Not only was it a fantastic show, but it was great catching up with an old friend.

I first met Jimmy back in the very early '80s when he was living in New Mexico. (I can't remember whether it was Taos or Albuquerque. He lived in both places back then.) I was introduced by our mutual pal Erik Ness.

During those years I interviewed Jimmy at least three times for The Santa Fe Reporter -- a general profile, a review/profile of his local band, Captain Glasspack & The Magic Mufflers, which used to play Club West, and a story about his recording sessions at Kluget Sound in Cerrillos with The Grandmothers, a band featuring Don Preston, the Fowler Bros. and other ex-Zappa folk.

Jimmy also recorded on my album in the summer of 1981. That's him drumming on "The Green Weenie" on Picnic Time For Potatoheads.

Jimmy left New Mexico for Austin, where he teamed up for awhile with Arthur Brown (as in The Crazy World of). Brown and Black made music and painted houses.

Eventually Jimmy ended up in Germany, where he still lives today. About seven or eight years ago he came to Santa Fe to play The Paramount with his German blues band Farrell & Black. My group The Charred Remains opened for them. That's the last time I'd seen him until Saturday.

Jimmy's 69 years old now. And he's suffering from leukemia. "It's a mild form of leukemia," he said matter-of-factly. I didn't know there was such a thing. But he looks good. He still knows his way around a drum set. And he's still got his signature growl of a singing voice.

It was a wonderful show. Jimmy was happy because his children and grandchildren drove up from El Paso for the concert.

I'd never seen Chadbourne before. He's even better live than on his albums. He looks like a mad scientist and plays like one too. Dr. Chadbourne and Jimmy did a few Zappa and Beefheart songs (you haven't lived until you've heard "Willie the Pimp" and "The Dust Blows Forward and the Dust Blows Back" done on banjo), mutated blues, country (from Haggard to Kinky to Ernest Tubb), a DMX song about robbing a liquor store ("One More Road to Cross") done bluegrass style, a bizarre novelty tune called "Mr. Spooky," classic rock tunes such as "The Shape of Things to Come" and some original Chadbourne political commentary on songs like "Cheney's Hunting Ducks" and a wicked bosa nova nova parody, "The Girl From Al-Qaeda."

I was very happy to find that those Cerrillos Grandmothers sessions, which never saw the light of day on an American release, finally made it to CD. Jimmy put it together with some live tracks on a 2002 CD called The Eternal Question. A couple of those tunes -- the title song (originally titled "What Was Zappa Really Like?" and "The Cutester Patrol" -- have been in my head for 25 years. Pretty soon you can hear them on Terrell's Sound World.

I see by their schedule that The Jack & Jim Show rolls on to Minneapolis tonight and Kansas, Iowa and Nebraska after that.

Hope Captain Glasspack doesn't stay away so long next time.

Check out my snapshots of the show. CLICK HERE.

Saturday, October 13, 2007

MORE POLITICAL SHAKE-UP

This just in:
Brian Egolf, who has been campaigning for 10 months for the Santa Fe state Senate seat currently held by Sen. John Grubesic, announced Saturday that he will instead run for the House seat currently represented by Peter Wirth — who late last week jumped into the state Senate race.

Egolf, 31, says he and Wirth — both Democrats and lawyers from Santa Fe’s east side — appeal to many of the same constituents.

“I believe that Santa Fe will be best served by having two strong progressive Democrats serving together in the legislature, not running against each other," Egolf said.

Grubesic announced earlier this month that he wouldn’t run for a second term for his District 25 seat.

Read more in toorrow's New Mexican.

THROWBACK THURSDAY: Come for the Shame, Stay for the Scandal

  Earlier this week I saw Mississippi bluesman Cedrick Burnside play at the Tumbleroot here in Santa Fe. As I suspected, Burnsi...