Power

The Power of Stories — Whether in print or on the screen, whether real or imagined, stories that entrance also wield influence.

Ours is a culture where videos like “Girls Gone Wild” inspire campus copycats and even serious dramas like “CSI” inspire students to sign up for forensic-science courses in droves. It would not be so bad if “Commander” prompted some young viewers to study foreign affairs or even just buy a map. — From today’s The New York Times Arts section is a tv review of the new series Commander In Chief by Alessandra Stanley

The Power of Reputation — Tracy Kidder has written a memoir of his time in the military during the Vietnam War. I am a huge Kidder fan, having read and loved The Soul of a New Machine, House, Among Schoolchildren” and Mountains Beyond Mountains. I also read alot of memoirs, so of course I plan to read My Detachment — despite the largely negative review by Michiko Kakutani in The New York Times Book Review. Here’s a snippet fro Kakutani:

The format of this volume is similar in some respects to Mr. Kidder’s earlier nonfiction books…This time, however, the product is a lot more disappointing.
In those previous volumes, Mr. Kidder assumed the role of reporter and demonstrated a wonderful ability to capture the vicissitudes of his subjects’ day-to-day lives, doing so with large heapings of carefully observed details and a quiet, nonjudgmental respect for the stresses and strains of his subjects’ vocations. In this case, his memory for events more than three and a half decades ago proves a lot blurrier than his reportorial eye, and his sympathy for others has been replaced by a sour, mocking distaste for his own younger self. The result is a grudging and brittle little book that provides an unsatisfying portrait of the author as a narcissistic, self-dramatizing and oddly passive young man.

For me, the power of Kidder’s reputation outweighs th review. Read the whle thing here.

Caveat Lector Electronica

I awoke this morning from a dream about death (guess that’s what I get for falling aleep to the soothing strains of Law & Order: Criminal Intent). When I opened my planner on the computer and saw more than two dozen tasks to be accomplished today (some just short phone calls and errands, others that involve more time and thought…and writing…plus an interview), not to mention first posting something on my blog, did I jump to it? Nope. It was too early to be coherent on the phone and I didn’t have a plan on what to write, so I started reading emails instead. One email was a warning forwarded by someone I know well, and that person received it from someone else I know slightly who added an endorsement with a link to the verifying source.

At the top of the source page it says

Claim: A man was electrocuted when he answered his cell phone while it was recharging.
Status: True.

followed by the text of the email message, closely matching the one in my inbox. Well our friend must have stopped reading there. The site, Urban Legends Reference Pages, run by Barbara and David P. Mikkelson, goes on to explain that the circulating email

appears to be a retelling of an 11 August 2004 news story out of Chavara, India. According to articles by the Press Trust of India (a news agency) and the New Indian Express (a newspaper), K. Boom! Viswajith was electrocuted when he answered his cell phone while it was plugged in for recharging…However, given that no other accounts of similar accidents have surfaced in the press, it is reasonable to conclude the problem was specific to Viswajith’s phone. One sole occurrence points to a manufacturing defect in a particular unit, not to all mobile phones being capable of dealing death blows while recharging.

And suggests

Manufacturing standards vary from country to country, so it should not be assumed all cell phones are built to the same specifications no matter where they come from, or that the quality of workmanship is consistent across the board….

There have been a number of exploding battery stories reported, but Urban Legends concludes

in each and every exploding phone case it investigated, the battery in question proved not to be original to the unit and not to have included industry-standard safety measures. It also found the vast majority of short circuits that led to these explosions were caused by the units’ having undergone traumatic events (such as being dropped) which jeopardized the integrity of poorly-manufactured batteries.

Go here to read the whole entry on Urban Lengends, or here to see a similar explanation given at Hoax Slayer.

And the moral to this story? Caveat Lector, to be sure. But also, if you are prone to helping your friends by forwarding warning messages, please add one or more of the hoax and urban legend websites to your browser bookmarks so you can check them out before you flood the ethernet with more garbage.

People Make The Difference

From now on, I will be buying my CDs and DVDs at Tower Records. I never actually had an allegiance to amazon.com, they were just convenient, and the prices were right. Initially it was books I was buying, but when I wanted a CD, well why not? Easy to order, arrives at my door. And so the habit began, not from desire but because there was nowhere else I particularly wanted to go. And to some extent, “go” was the operative word.

Years ago I used to shop at Tower Records, in New York City stores and later in Los Angeles on Sunset. The stores were nice, big enough but not huge, good selection including lots of jazz, knowledgeable staff…All too soon, however, the stores became too big, the staff too small and narrowly focused; jazz became marginalized, the classical music section shrank, and the pounding sounds of the latest hits (I guess it was rock, back then) pervaded every corner of the store. I didn’t want to shop wearing earplugs, so I eventually stopped going. For awhile I just didn’t buy many new CDs, and then online shopping became the solution. I traded the impersonal store for the personless internet.

I haven’t been inside a Tower store in many years, and I don’t know when they created their online presence. I had no “relationship” with them, so it never occurred to me to check back, to investigate other locations or possibilities. So what has changed? I met some wonderful PEOPLE who work for Tower, and they were so kind and supportive, not only to me and John, and our client Clairdee, but also the many artists at the Monterey Jazz Festival who record or write for small independent labels and publishers. They created prominent displays and listening stations for us, positions for which the big guys usually pay big bucks. Clairdee’s CDs were side by side with Sonny Rollins’ new release inside the Arena, and in the booth along the midway, three of her recordings were displayed face out, at eye level. “Men, Women and Girl Singers,” the book I wrote for my husband, was directly under a sign proclaiming HITS! in an endcap right at the door of the booth where every passer-by could see it even if they didn’t go inside. And they hosted signings: I saw Doug Ramsey there signing his Desmond biography on Saturday, side-by-side with John Scofield; John signed his biography on Sunday, side-by-side with Clairdee.

I can’t thank these people enough. Sure it was good for business — they said Clairdee’s Music Moves flew off the shelf and we sold quite a few books as well — but it was their attitude. They really wanted to promote the little guys and they went out of their way to make it happen. We didn’t know these great folks before a week or two ago, and we never asked for any special treatment while exchanging a few emails and quick calls. I was also surprised to learn that this team that worked together like a well-oiled machine is actually a bunch of colleagues from several different stores. I kept asking who was in charge, so I could give thanks and heap praise on all. Seems they were all in charge, so let me publicly thank the ones I know by name, and encourage you to shop at Tower, especially if you live near one of the stores where these four fine folks work: Event Coordinator LeRoid David from the Bay Area Regional Office, Operations Manager Pete Leon and Product Manager Matt Loushin from Mountain View (South Bay’s Flagship location), and Operations Manager Maggie Colligan from Market Street. [The photo shows LeRoid (left), and Pete (right), with John.]

Brief Note

We’re arrived in Monterey yesterday, in time for the pre-festival kick-off bbq. The student band performed and they sound great, reaffirming one’s belief in the future of jazz. These kids study hard, display excellent music reading skills, put forth a good ensemble sound, and they can swing too. What I haven’t heard in a while, though, is a really good young soloist, but perhaps that for which I listening requires seasoning, if not actual age.

This morning, over breakfast with Marty Ashby and his wife, we heard about the upcoming season at the Manchester Craftsmens Guild. A lot of great jazz will be heard in Pittsburgh thanks to MCG, and for those of us who live in other places, they have produced a number of stellar CDs.

I just dropped off two boxes of books (“Men, Women, and Girl Singers“) as the Tower Records booth, and John has agreed to do a book signing there on Sunday evening (5:30pm), following Clairdee’s performance and CD signing. The cloud cover is just now burning off and we have time for a drive along the coast before the festival kicks off this evening.

A Stop Along the Way

Last night we stayed here. Look quaint, doesn’t it? It’s billed as a “first-class resort located halfway between San Francisco and Los Angeles.” They say that their “Imaginitive interior design and architecture” make them “unique.” Each one of their 108 rooms is “uniquely decorated with a special theme and color scheme, no two alike!”

Our room was the Mountain Cabin, “a hand-painted mural depicting an Early American scene.” They’ve rearranged the furniture since this photo, now the desk is on the left and the couch is under the window, facing the foot of the bed. The boulders that run along the lower portion of the mural are not painted, they’re real. The room is comfortable, but I have to close my eyes when I go into the bathroom. The window has four colored panes of glass, two Christmas green, two deep sky blue. The lower portion of the walls are painted bright lime green, and above is covered with a clashing gold/olive patina-like wall paper. The sink/counter is faux salmon-colored marble and the toilet and shower tiles are tourquise. What have I left out? Oh, the floor has brown and white quasi fleur-de-lis patterned tiles.

One travel site called it “a garish, but good natured, theme-driven inn.” I call it a tourist attraption and an esthetic assault.

I’ve Got the Whole World In My Hands

Today, Ms. Yarns&Yarns posted The world is two blocks big, her report of our chance encounter that I mentioned here. I’ve added YarnsandYarns to my list of blogs (see Links box on left).

I also added Carl Abernathy’s Cahl’s Juke Joint: A rock, blues and jazz blog. In his personal profile he includes John McPhee and Tracy Kidder among his favorite writers; they are non-fiction gods in my world, and two of my favorites as well.

Human Being or Insect?

With the weekend just a few hours away, I feel the need to lighten up a bit. A meme might be fun. Lynn over at Reflections in d minor said she’d like to see a lot of people do the Heinlein human being or insect meme dreamt up by Eric.
(She was tagged by John L of Texas Best Grok.) Glad to oblige.

Instructions: Of the items listed in the following quote from Robert Heinlein’s “Time Enough For Love” identify all those that you have done.

A human being should be able to change a diaper, plan an invasion, butcher a hog, conn a ship, design a building, write a sonnet, balance accounts, build a wall, set a bone, comfort the dying, take orders, give orders, cooperate, act alone, solve equations, analyze a new problem, pitch manure, program a computer, cook a tasty meal, fight efficiently, die gallantly. Specialization is for insects.

  • change a diaper – limited experience as I do not have children, but I did spend a summer working as a mother’s helper; I was in my teens and that was before pampers and pull-ups!
  • plan an invasion
  • butcher a hog
  • conn a ship – yes, if sailboats and rowboats are ships
  • design a building – yes, if building a city out of blocks counts – we even ran electricity – I was 7
  • write a sonnet – albeit unpublishable
  • balance accounts – I’ll assume that we’re talking about financial accounts, and I do balance those, but I also must balance the accounts as in stories I am told when doing research…two people see the same thing and tell very different tales
  • build a wall – both figurative and literal
  • set a bone
  • comfort the dying – many times
  • take orders – yes, but I’m not very good at it
  • give orders – too often, in the minds of some
  • cooperate – can do
  • act alone – usually
  • solve equations – I was good at algebra; geometry was another story
  • analyze a new problem – incessantly
  • pitch manure – cows and horses, lots of times, lots of places
  • program a computer – PCs and mainframes; I was a geek in the 1970s
  • cook a tasty meal – friends will vouch for me
  • fight efficiently – I don’t like to fight, but I’m nothing if not efficient
  • die gallantly
  • Of the four things I’ve never done, you can be sure that butchering a hog is something I will never ever do, setting a bone could happen, planning an invasion is not something I would put past me, and as for a gallant death only time will tell.

    Because I was not “officially” tagged, I’ll not tag you, but feel free to take it on.

    More Jazz Help Resources

    Rifftides has already posted a note about The Chicago Jazz Archive’s list of New Orleans musicians found safe. To that I add two more online musician information lists:

    WWOZ radio’s List of New Orleans Musicians Who Survived the Hurricane — you can communicate with the station via email at wwoz@wwoz.org or by leaving messages on their message board

    and

    JazzAscona’s News About Our Musician Friends — If you have information to contribute, end an email to info@jazzascona.ch

    The Jazz Educators’ website has information about how to help musicians and music teachers. Go here and click on Hurricane Relief Zone. That takes you to the Hurricane Assistance and Relief Efforts page where, after brief paragraphs about How To Help and How To Ask For Help, you’ll see a green Enter Community button; click on it and and then click on Guest (no registration required) to read the postings in the Conference area under Hurricane Assistance. (If you want to post a message yourself, you will need to register.)

    Among the messages I saw there, which included individuals offering support and refuge, and a statement from Recording Academy President Neil Portnow about NARAS/Music Cares Hurricane Relief, was this posting from Jazz Foundation of America:

    We will be addressing the longer term needs of these jazz and blues artists who will have just lost everything.

    We will be raising funds and distributing money for the musicians to get a new apartment or room for rent: by giving a first month’s rent, possibly more, for them to start over, a place to live. (This is what we normally do on a daily basis for musicians across the country who become sick and can’t pay their rent, we also keep food on the table and get employment to hundreds of elderly musicians through our Jazz in the Schools program. Our operations normally assist 35 musicians a week.)

    As well, we will be attempting to help New Orleans musicians by replacing the thing that matters most and the only way they can ever work again: their instruments.
    To those who lost their instruments, like drummers and bassists who could not carry their heavy equipment, and guitarist with their amps, we will be making an effort to work with manufacturers and music stores to replace those instruments for as many as we possibly can.

    Remember, New Orleans was only “New Orleans” because of the musicians…

    Send donations to:

    Jazz Foundation of America
    322 West 48th Street 6th floor
    NYC 10036

    Director: Wendy Oxenhorn
    Phone: 212-245-3999 Ext. 21

    email contact: Joyce@jazzfoundation.org

    website: www.jazzfoundation.org

    To make an online CREDIT CARD DONATION OR PLEDGE:
    go here and click bottom right corner of page where it says “instant pledge”

    Thank you, from our hearts.

    Straight Talk from the Mayor

    I read it earlier, the mayor of New Orleans is pissed, and now I’ve heard him for myself. He is so desparate that he has called in to a radio station to tell it like it is. The language is unvarished as he vents about politicians spinning their bs while people are dying. What can we do the host asked – Nagin suggested keep talking about it, pressure your politicians, ban press conferences until they do something. “Don’t tell me 40,000 people are coming down here. They’re not here. Get off your asses.” Everyone needs to listen to this.

    Help in the Trenches

    Lazygal has posted a piece from the trenches, reportedly written on Tuesday by someone named Gregory S. Henderson MD, PhD.

    “We have commandeered the world famous French Quarter Bar to turn into an makeshift clinic. There is a team of about 7 doctors and PA and pharmacists. We anticipate that this will be the major medical facility in the central business district and French Quarter. Our biggest adventure today was raiding the Walgreens on Canal under police escort…In a sort of cliche way, this is an edifying experience. One is rapidly focused away from the transient and material to the bare necessities of life. It has been challenging to me to learn how to be a primary care phyisican.”

    A dubious reader has questioned its authenticity, based on his or her belief that “there aren’t that many practicing physicians who are MD, PhDs” and an inability to find a listing for the doc in the Louisana area. The doubter wonders “Is this just a well-intentioned blogger’s attempt to put a first person spin on the news?” By the doc’s own words, primary care is not his field — maybe he’s a pharmacologist — what difference does it make? Do I sound naive? Normally my zeal for “nonfiction means checking all the facts” would make me smile at the doubters questions and resourcefulness, but right now I am a little desparate myself, desparate to believe that someone somewhere is doing something to help those people who are in such dire straights. I know bad situations give rise to many scams, but there will be plenty of time when this is over to vet the reports and unmask the pretenders.

    Meanwhile, let’s not flog the bloggers who are filling the communication void and providing an invaluable service. To see more blogs from the trenches, check out Terry Teachout’s site containing summary info and an amazing list of links to “bloggers who’ve been posting from/near/about New Orleans and the Gulf Coast.”