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DPD Emeritus – L. Ron Hubbard & A Lament

No Comments 23 January 2014

Folks,

We’ve got a special one today. Everyone’s favorite lunatic – the venerable L. Ron Hubbard.

Hubbard called Dianetics “a milestone for man comparable to his discovery of fire and superior to his invention of the wheel and the arch”

While we’re still not sure if he meant the golden arches of McDonalds or the architectural convention that sure is one hell of an understatement.

We here at The Shade have modeled our ‘auditing’ process after Hubbard’s innovative approach. Although no one on staff has a mental capacity even approaching Hubbard’s. So, our ‘auditing’ process usually breaks down into laughing fits when one of the involved parties breaks wind. It never fails, given the junk food in the snack basket here at the office.

Hubbard and his works are a close personal passion for Reins. He moonlights as a black market expert on Hubbard’s early art (circa 1949-1957). On a cheese snarling expedition years ago, Reins came across an old mom n’ pop consignment shop somewhere in Burma. Or was it Columbus? No matter.

The sharp eye of Reins spotted a Hubbard original leaning behind a Shasteen mirror and amongst a scourge of yapping Jack Russell terriers. Risking life and limb he leaned in and plucked the piece virtually from obscurity.

The spaceship had the off-black lacquer mystique. The genitals of Xenu were just right and Hubbard’s stylized signature could not be mistaken.

Knowing what he had, and always the consummate professional, Reins played it cool. He sifted through the Paul Anka vinyl. He surveyed the second hand women’s jackets selection for T.W.

After a spell the Jack Russells were too much for any sane human to have to deal with so,  he proceeded to check out.

The girl behind the counter was young, pale and thin…sickly. The piece being 42′x65′ was awkward for her to handle. Not able to find a price she said “This is a new one…not priced yet. Let me just check on that”. Reins, not want to leave anything to chance threw 3 balled up $20s on the counter trying to stop the inquiry. But it was too late.

She was already in the doorway talking to “Gill”. A pudgy, ruddy faced squat man rushed to the doorway and snatched the piece. Sweating, Gill said “No, no…this made its way on the floor by accident”. He looked at Reins shaking his head and said “Sorry, this isn’t for sale”.

With that, he turned and faded away into the jaundiced light of whatever happens behind closed doors in places like that.

Rein’s hopes were dashed. Another Hubbard original had slipped through his fingers. After scribbling a few notes in his field guide he headed to his El Camino to enjoy his last cheese stick before the Motel 6.

So, while we celebrate L. Ron’s very special DPD nomination today, it is with mixed emotions that yours truly laments the missing Hubbard original that could be hanging above our commode. Not to mention another crack in Rein’s fragile mental well-being.

L. Ron’s Obit from January 1986

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Dead Person of the Day – June 11 – Wayne Roberts (Stay High 149)

No Comments 11 June 2013

Folks,

This week’s DPW was an avant garde artist in the medium of street graffiti at a time when the art form was a valuable expression of urban angst that gave a voice to a generation.

Wayne Roberts…aka Stay High 149.

He set the standard for how to do an elegant tag. How to be distinct from other artists doming something similar. In its own way it was like corporate branding. His tag borrowed thehaloed stick figure from the title sequence of the 1960s television series “The Saint,” put a joint in its mouth and turned it around.

The Smoker figure was a departure from the tags of the early 1970s, which relied on simple, straight letters, often done by young teenagers who were active only briefly. Soon stylistic flourishes like arrows and loops were added, but none were as successful as the Smoker.

Robert’s art really took off when he became a de facto star of the venerable Norman Mailer’s 1974 piece The Faith of Graffiti where Mailer collaborated with photographer Jon Naar. The book elevated teenage vandals, most of whom feared the police and refused to be photographed, into art heroes. While the youth of New York were not the first to tag their names in public spaces everywhere, Faith became graffiti’s portable catalogue of style.

Robert’s had a checkered past in terms of struggles with drugs and never really experienced the fame (or financial compensation) of a Banksy. Nonetheless he was a righteous dude, had a great haircut and made some bodacious art.

We’ll be featuring his work intermittently throughout the week.

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Dead Person of the Day – May 29 – Doc Watson

No Comments 28 May 2013

Folks,

We’re getting back to DPDs this week with a piping hot American legend – Doc Watson.

Mr. Watson, who came to national attention during the folk music revival of the early 1960s, injected a note of authenticity into a movement awash sniveling pip squeaks nasally singing protest songs and other whiney bullcrap. In a sweetly resonant, slightly husky baritone, he sang old hymns, ballads and country blues he had learned growing up in the northwestern corner of North Carolina, which has produced fiddlers, banjo pickers, perverts and the finest gumballs for generations.

Let Mr. Watson be an inspiration to us all. You see, when he was still an infant an eye infection left him blind. He labored on with his studies at the Raleigh School for the Blind bu dropped out of  in the seventh grade and began working for his father, who helped him get past his disability. “I would not have been worth the salt that went in my bread if my dad hadn’t put me at the end of a crosscut saw to show me that there was not a reason in the world that I couldn’t pull my own weight and help to do my part in some of the hard work,” he told Frets magazine in 1979.

Just think about the coddling whippersnappers today enjoy. Doc was goddam blind and his father put him on the end of a crosscut saw. If he get hurt he was taught to follow Studs Terkel’s advice and ‘walk it off’. This was back when people wanted to buy American products you see. But I digress….

His mountain music came as a revelation to the folk audience, as did his virtuoso guitar playing. Unlike most country and bluegrass musicians, who thought of the guitar as a secondary instrument for providing rhythmic backup, Mr. Watson executed the kind of flashy, rapid-fire melodies normally played by a fiddle or a banjo. His style influenced a generation of young musicians learning to play the guitar as folk music achieved national popularity.

Here’s to you Doc. Your ‘can-do’ attitude, humility and gusto are sorely missed these days.

Doc Watson, Blind Guitar Wizard Who Influenced Generations, Dies at 89

By WILLIAM GRIMES
Published: May 29, 2012

Doc Watson, the guitarist and folk singer whose flat-picking style elevated the acoustic guitar to solo status in bluegrass and country music, and whose interpretations of traditional American music profoundly influenced generations of folk and rock guitarists, died on Tuesday in Winston-Salem, N.C. He was 89.  Continue

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More from This week’s DPW – Muddy Waters

No Comments 02 May 2013

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DPW – Muddy Waters

No Comments 01 May 2013

Folks,

You’re not crazy. We’re rolling out a a slightly new feature this week – DPW (dead person of the week). We figured, some of our DPDs have SO much to offer we really should spend a full week exploring their contribution to humanity. This week’s DPW is a scorching example.

Muddy Waters.

Muddy might just be the single most responsible person for the trajectory of American music in the 20th century. In 1958, he became the first artist to play electric blues in England his visit inspired young musicians like Mick Jagger, Keith Richards and Brian Jones, who later named their band the Rolling Stones after Mr. Waters’s early hit “Rollin’ Stone.” Bob Dylan’s mid-1960′s rock hit “Like a Rolling Stone” and the leading rock newspaper Rolling Stone were also named after Mr. Waters’s original song. It’s rumored that the AMA named the ailment kidney stones after Muddy because both were gritty, rough and could really wear a pair of brown slacks.

Mr. Waters played his blues at Carnegie Hall in 1959, and in 1960 he made a triumphant appearance at the Newport Jazz Festival. His music was cited as a major inspiration for such artists as Eric Clapton, Jeff Beck, Jimmy Page and Johnny Winter.

In 1941 and 1942, Alan Lomax and John Work recorded Mr. Waters in Mississippi for the Library of Congress.

This week we’ll be exploring some notable examples from Muddy’s catalog. If you’d like to read his obit you can here. Today’s selection comes from the legendary London recording session between Muddy, Eric Claption, Steve Winwood and Mitch Mitchell among others

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Dead Person of the Day – April 23 – James Critchfield

No Comments 23 April 2013

Folks,

James Critchfield is an American anomaly. Well decorated from noble service during WWII he was the architect of one of the most bone-headed moves in post war reconstruction as well as ruthlessly exploiting his knowledge of middle eastern energy inside circles for private gain in his later life. Let’s start from the top eh?

Because of his bravery and quick wit he was promoted quickly during WWI and was one of the youngest colonels, leading the 2nd Battalion of 141st Infantry of the 36th Infantry Division. He won the Bronze Star twice, and the Silver Star for gallantry in resisting a German assault on December 12, 1944. Then, things got a little hairy.

In the chaos of post war Germany he was picked by the CIA to collaborate with Hitler’s suddenly unemployed spies in a project to boost America’s espionage against the Soviet bloc. The people Critchfield hired were ex SS or Gestapo lunatics that had been spying on the Soviets for the better part of 2 decades so he figured they’d be a good source of info. So, Critchfield worked out a deal where Washington was funding a rogue organization of Nazis empowering them to continue their spy operation against Russia (virtually unsupervised) after they had been captured. Some would describe that as somewhat of a black-eye on American foreign policy.

What’s worse is his shady dealings with middle eastern energy cliques which he parlayed into a private consultancy after his service for the good ole U.S. of A. But I’ll leave that for the obit to handle.

Pull up your tube socks and grab an obit!

James Critchfield

A CIA agent, he worked with Hitler’s former spies in a disastrous project to undermine the Soviet bloc. Read the obit

 

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Dead Person of the Day – April 19 – Scott Crossfield

No Comments 19 April 2013

Folks,

Today’s DPD – Scott Crossfield – is one hell of an American and someone that really captured the essence of this country at its best. An aeronautical engineer, he’d hurl himself through space faster than the speed of sound, make one heck of a fried egg and think it was all in a days work. Humble as they come, for sure. Do yourself a favor and read this obit and try not to do 10 push-ups when you’re done.

Famed aviator Scott Crossfield dies in plane crash

P-I STAFF AND NEWS SERVICES

Published 10:00 pm, Wednesday, April 19, 2006

Scott Crossfield, the University of Washingtongraduate who was the first man to fly at twice the speed of sound, was found dead Thursday in the wreckage of his single-engine plane in Georgia.

Crossfield, 84, dueled with Chuck Yeagera half century ago in piloting rocket-powered aircraft. He helped design and then piloted the X-15 rocket plane. He was a legend to aeronautic students at the UW, but he considered his cutting-edge career an ordinary profession. Continue

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Dead Person of the Day – April 18 – Edgar Codd

No Comments 18 April 2013

Folks,

Today’s DPD is a wonderfully brilliant and underrated figure in the history of just about everything over the past 60+ years.

Edgar Codd.

While working at IBM in the 50s and 60s he developed the theory for what is called relational databases. That might not mean very much for the stiffs down the hall at The Shade but relational databases empowers those perverts to search for such things as ‘people with their pants down looking stupid’ and get a spot on hit.

You see prior to Codd’s invention the internet looking like Zoroaster puked data in one big bucket. It was tough to sift through and actually find what you want. Codd enabled databases to cross-reference tables of data, allowing the information to be presented in multiple permutations.

Sadly, at the time IBM was focused on creating different types of databases and cast Codd’s work into the shit bin. It wasn’t until the late 70s until IBM’s new leadership embraced the approach. By that point a Silicon Valley entrepreneur had used used Codd’s academic papers to further develop the theory which eventually served as the basis for the company now known as Oracle.

All this basically means Codd helped us harness the power of the internet and created technology still heavily used today and received diddly squat for it.

Hooray!

Edgar F. Codd, 79, Dies; Key Theorist of Databases

By KATIE HAFNER

Published: April 23, 2003
Edgar F. Codd, a mathematician and computer scientist who laid the theoretical foundation for relational databases, the standard method by which information is organized in and retrieved from computers, died on Friday at his home in Williams Island, Fla. He was 79. Continue

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Dead Person of the Day – April 10 – Kevin Hall

No Comments 10 April 2013

Folks,

Its shocking the subject of today’s DPD isn’t more well known. I have to admit that I didn’t connect the dots before descending into the archives late last night.

Do you realize that the lovable sasquatch character from the Harry and the Hendersons franchise and the Predator (yes THAT Predator) are the same person! Its True!

Kevin Hall – today’s DPD.

Hall was a giant standing well over 7’2″. He went to George Washington University where he played basketball and majored in theater. After graduating he went to Venezuela to pursue a career in the lucrative South American professional basketball scene. Shockingly it didn’t pan out and he returned to L.A. in 1984.

Here’s where the story gets a bit unbelievable. Not only was Hall part of Harry and the Hendersons AND Predator but he also got his start on 227. For those of you out there not familiar with the program….get familiar with it.

We have a new contributor to the DPD effort today with today’s obit coming from Jet Magazine. You can access the obit by clicking here and you might want to spend some time checking out the rest of that issue as well.

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Dead Person of the Day – April 9 – Richard Condon

No Comments 09 April 2013

Folks,

Richard Condon started out slinging publicity for Snow White and Dumbo, went on to act as press agent for some of Hollywood’s biggest stars then, at the age of 43, turned himself into a best-selling novelist with The Manchurian Candidate.  He remained a best-seller with over 25 novels to his credit over a career which spanned almost 40 more years.

The Manchurian Candidate was a phenomenal book and a good film. It captured the vibrant balance between paranoia, jingoism and freudian behavioral psychology present during the Cold War. In addition to a tour de force from Frank Sinatra, the film also provided a breakout role for a young, electric Angela Lansbury. Boy, she radiated right off the screen (a luminescence she carried with her throughout her career right up to Murder, She Wrote.

Interestingly enough Sinatra also owned the rights to the film and after President Kennedy was assassinated withdrew it, supposedly for its prescient foretelling of the Kennedy assassination (it was 25 years before it was seen on the cinema screen again).

Condon’s writing often attracted that kind of controversy. The Manchurian Candidate bore no relation to the Kennedy assassination but he later wrote three novels based on that event. The best known, Winter Kills (1974), was in 1979 made into an ingenious film starring Jeff Bridges and directed by John Huston. Although it got rave US reviews it was pulled from cinemas after a couple of weeks and simply disappeared. Condon believed that “Senator Edward Kennedy’s dislike of the film was made known”. Coincidentally or not, the company behind the financing of the film also got $90m of defence contracts each year. Smells like bowl of clam chowder left in a car for a week in July eh?

Richard Condon, Political Novelist, Dies at 81

By MEL GUSSOW
Published: April 10, 1996
Richard Condon, the fiendishly inventive novelist and political satirist who wrote “The Manchurian Candidate,” “Winter Kills” and “Prizzi’s Honor,” among other books, died yesterday at Presbyterian Hospital in Dallas. He was 81. Continue

 

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