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We Are All Underground (ft. Moonshine Shorey)

by tomtenney on March 8, 2011

NYC subway musician

Photo by aturkus

There’s something that has just always seemed tragically lonely about NYC subway musicians.  Making music is (or seems) to be an inherently social activity – something we do with, and for others – and yet most buskers perform by themselves.  This isn’t unusual of course, there are many people out there who identify as “solo musicians.”    But the busker seems to amplify the solitude of the artist… whether it’s because s/he is playing underground, or because their donation tray that sadly usually only contains a couple of dollars (if that), revealing the fact that most people are unable to connect with the interior space that the artist inhabits or that, more probably, they just don’t care.   As I started recording some of these artists (and always paying them to do so), I began to realize that, in fact, these artists weren’t playing entirely alone, in many cases they were creating these incredible duets with the sounds of the trains, the echoes, and even with the people who were ignoring them.

I started wondering what it would sound like if some of these artists *could* play together…. I concocted an imaginary installation in which buskers from all over New York (or maybe all over the world?) were mic’d and their music broadcast to each other so that they could all play in a continuous, 24-hour jam in real time.    Logistically, I’m not sure how this would work, but it would be an interesting experiment – maybe start with 2 or 3 just in New York, and then gradually scale up to include many others.   Anyway, this piece is simply a meditation on that thought….

Thank you to Moonshine Shorey for providing the vocals.  As always, please listen with quality headphones if available.

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Were I one of the lucky ones gifted with time for fun on the weekends (instead of school work and RE/Mixed Media Festival meetings, which are now in full swing) I would definitely do one of these:

Tomorrow, March 4th, at midnight the Spectacle Theater in South Williamsburg is screening the rarely-seen 1971 grindhouse classic The Big Dollhouse.  This film – about 5 women escaping from a Philippines prison – was Pam Grier’s first role after her walk-on in Russ Meyer’s Beyond the Valley of the Dolls, and as far as I know is not available on DVD. Also, is just one of those movie’s that’s WAY more fun to see at midnight in a room full of people.

On Saturday night, my friend Paul D. Miller (aka DJ Spooky) will be spinning – along with Joro Boro and Brian Degraw – at “Six Planets in Pisces” an Evolver.net Dance Party at:

WIP (Works in Progress)
34 Vandam between Varrick and 6 Ave. NYC
9pm-late, $15.
Proceeds support the Evolver Social Movement

If these six planets happen to align in my favor, maybe I’ll see you at one.  Have a great weekend!

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The Ethnic Slurs: Love Comes in Spurts

by tomtenney on June 4, 2010

Just recovered an old cassette tape of my high school band from about 1982 (I was 17), The Ethnic Slurs, most famous for playing the basement of my mom’s place outside Boston.   Here we do a cover of the Voidoids’ classic, Love Comes in Spurts, with David Olem on crazy vocals, David Barker on guitar, Aaron Garrett on sax and ‘dropping things,’ and me on bass and snarky anti-hippy commentary.  Hey, we were punks.  :-)

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Light, Sound & Time

by tomtenney on December 29, 2009

I wrote the following essay for my class on ‘Art of the 60′s & 70′s’ at The New School.  The assignment was to create my ‘dream exhibition’ using 3 artists of the period. This was the most fun I’ve had writing a paper in a long time….my choices were Robert Wilson, John Cage, and Dan Flavin in a 24-hour/7-day multimedia production called ‘Light, Sound, and Time.’

Dan Flavin, John Cage and Robert Wilson in Light, Sound, and Time

The three artists I have chosen for my fantasy exhibition are Robert Wilson, Dan Flavin and John Cage – in a show entitled Light, Sound, and Time.  Each of these artists represent one of each of the three elements comprising the title: Dan Flavin’s represents light with his playful, minimalist sculptures shaped from fluorescent tubing; John Cage, of course revolutionized the way we listen to music, if not the way we hear altogether, and Robert Wilson’s experiments with time – juxtaposing extreme slowness with a visual brilliance and emotion, has been challenging the boundaries of contemporary theatre from the 60’s to the present.  The goal of this exhibition is to place each of these artists’ works in relation to the others, so that the experience for the visitor should not be one in which they are merely exposed to three artists with disparate styles who happen to be working in roughly the same time period, but one of cohesion and wholeness, a single “performance” where the qualities of each artist both challenge and enhance the others.  To that end, I have chosen works from each of them that I feel will bring the necessary elements to the gestalt of this theatrical experience.

The Venue

The setting for my dream exhibit is the location formerly known as the Brooklyn Anchorage – a vast and cavernous space that exists inside the foundational pillars of the Brooklyn Bridge.  The Anchorage served as a performance and art exhibition space from 1983 until 2001, when it was shut down for security reasons following the attacks of September 11th.    When the bridge was completed in 1883, the space was planned as a commercial arcade, but served as a farmer’s market and playground until the 1930’s when it was walled off and used for municipal storage.

The Brooklyn Anchorage

The first thing one notices when entering this space is a sense of majesty.  The ceilings are 150 feet high, grand archways invite visitors into the various areas of the seemingly endless space, and the walls are of old, exposed brick – all qualities evoking comparisons to a medieval castle.   Tunnels and corridors go off in many directions, and many are lined with rooms and cubbies of various sizes.  While exploring its spaces, it’s hard to believe that this enormous sprawling catacomb is the same structure that looks so austere and narrow from the outside.  It’s almost as if one’s sense of space has been magically altered.  Time is shifted as well – with no windows or allowance for natural light whatever, it is always dark inside the space, allowing one to forget the time of day or night, and instead focus entirely on the art existing in this enveloping environment.  Vertical structures throughout the space resemble indoor turrets of a tower, and feature stairways and ramps that lead to the tops of the structures, and are lined with various rooms of different sizes.   Many of the anchorage’s paths and passageways crisscross each other so that there are even bridges, several feet in the air, that cross over many of the ground-floor corridors.   The photo here, the only one I could find of the interior of the Anchorage hardly does justice to its grandeur, but hopefully gives at least an inkling of what this space looks (or looked) like. [continue reading this post...]

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