Tuesday, September 7, 2021

Salvador Dali: Over-the-Top? Out of His Mind? Or Something Else?

Earlier this summer I was reading a book of George Orwell essays titled Dickens, Dali and Others. Most American readers know Orwell for his last two books, Animal Farm and 1984, but he was also a prolific essayist. This particular volume is a collection of essays on people such as Charles Dickens, Rudyard Kipling H.G. Wells, Arthur Koestler and others. 

Dali mural in Miami.
Photo credit: Gary Firstenberg
I was especially interested in his views on Salvador Dali, not only because of my own fascination with his paintings but also because I was certain that as a contemporary, Orwell might offer a fresh perspective. In this, I was not disappointed. 

The essay on Dali was written in response to Dali's autobiography, titled Life. Orwell begins by sharing that the episodes Dali shares are a cross between implausible, outlandish and romanticized or perverse. Orwell then cites passages to illustrate what he means. "Dead faces, skulls, corpses of animals, occur fairly frequently in his pictures, and the ants which devoured the dying bat make countless reappearances."

This last reference is to an incident in which he found a dead bat covered with ants which he purportedly stuck in his mouth and chewed. "What Dali has done and what he has imagined is debatable, but in is his outlook, his character, the bedrock decency of a human being does not exist... Clearly such people are undesirable, and a society in which they can flourish has something wrong with it."

A little further, Orwell goes on to address an issue which I've obliquely made reference to in the past. "The defenders of Dali are claiming... [that] the artist is to be exempt from the moral laws that are binding on ordinary people. Just pronounce the word "Art," and everything is O.K. Rotting corpses with snails crawling over them are O.K.; kicking little girls in the head is O.K." This latter reference is to a story in which Dali gleefully kicked his little sister in the head when he was a boy.

Orwell does not deny that Dali is an exceptional talent as a draughtsman, but it has to be simultaneously acknowledged that "he is a disgusting human being."

A little further Orwell continues to expound on this theme. "He is a symptom of the world's illness. The important thing is not to denounce him as a cad who ought to be horsewhipped, or defend him as a genius who ought to be questioned, but to find out why he exhibits this particular set of aberrations."

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The above essay came to mind during a recent conversation with Tony Belmont, president/founder of the National Comedy Hall of Fame. For a decade Belmont managed the great entertainer/ventriloquist Señor Wences. As it turns out, Wences grew up in Spain and the two, he and Dali, went to art school together. The two became best friends.

I asked Mr. Belmont if he'd met Dali at that time and he made this comment initially. "I went on a seven-day cruise off of Spain with the two of them. Dali was like an explosion in a gumball factory. He gave me an etching as a gift after the cruise. Actually, I would have been happy with aspirin after a week with Dali!"

When I asked if he could elaborate, he shared the following story.

I met Dali in the spring of 1976. His best friend was Señor Wences the great ventriloquist. I was the manager for Señor Wences and his primary booking agent for over 10 years. So in the spring of 1976 Señor Wences asked me to go on a 10-day cruise with him through the Mediterranean. We would leave Barcelona, Spain, and travel around Malta and other wonderful islands in the Mediterranean. He told me we would be traveling with his close friend Salvatore Dali and he wanted me to meet Dali. 

"I thought as a promoter this may work out well, as I could possibly promote Dali at special events. I had no idea what Dali was like other than a few articles and his paintings. As a world-renowned artist I  expected a very dignified and well-mannered Spanish gentleman. Boy! Was I surprised!

The first night on the cruise was Captain's night. Like most people that have taken a cruise know, it's a special night to get dressed up. Being that I was traveling with The guest of honor (Dali) I was sitting at the Captain's Table and opposite the Captain, which is reserved for VIPs and the guest of honor. The Captain was a German who had been in the German Navy during the war and wanted everything to be precise and on the minute. At 6:55 P.M the Captain leaned forward and asked me in a low voice where was Dali? He was concerned as he needed to make the opening toast and that would be at exactly 7:00 P.M.

I replied that I didn't know because at the time I had not met Dali myself. I could tell the Captain was not pleased with this situation. But just as the Captain was about to start the toast at 7:00 P.M. the two large french doors that open into the banquet room that everyone could see suddenly flew open. The Captain sat back down and everyone in the room was silent, and maybe even in shock. Standing at the top of the short staircase was Dali surrounded by two young men. They were all dressed in tuxedoes, although Dali was wearing a top hat and his tux had tails. He had a bright red ascot ruffled white shirt, held a silver walking stick and ~~~~~ no pants! Instead, he had pretty red silk boxer shorts with the word Dali on them. 

The Captain gasped, turned to me and said, "He has no pants!" 

Dali calmly walked to the table and said, "Let's eat!" 

From that point on it was all downhill~~~!

The evening got crazier after he sat down but I ran out of time. I liked him but thought he wasn't carrying all his groceries in one bag. I believe after being with him closely for over a week that it was 50% acting for attention, to promote his image, and the other 50% really him!

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Monday, September 6, 2021

A Visit with Peter McKenzie, Author of Bob Dylan: On A Couch & Fifty Cents A Day (Part One)

Cover photo features young Bob
with Peter's father, Mac McKenzie
In recent years it seems like books about Bob Dylan are coming out of the woodwork. What’s intriguing is how many different approaches have been taken. Some are biographies and histories, while other volumes fill holes and spaces with new details and insights. Many of the books are about the songs, others about the concerts and still others about the segments in Bob’s life. 

Peter McKenzie’s new book, Bob Dylan: On A Couch & Fifty Cents A Day, is a first-hand account  of one of the most significant periods in the artist’s life, that first year when young Bob Dylan arrived in the Village. For anyone wondering how Bobby Zimmerman became Bob Dylan, this insider accounts is for you. What occurred during his stay with the McKenzies illluminates this key period in the Dylan saga. 


The title of the book offers a glimpse of the flavor of this story. When collector Bill Pagel told me about it, he said it was going to be one of the best yet on Bob. Having just finished. it, I would assent to this endorsement. It’s fresh, heart-felt, and provides insights regarding how the young song-slinger from Minnesota was not only looked after, but mentored as he took his first fledgling steps on the road to stardom.


There’s a warmth and intimacy to the story which shines throughout the book. Peter McKenzie was 15 when his parents gave Bob an open door, a couch to crash on and 50 cents on the counter each morning to use as needed for coffee, cigarettes or subway. Bob became the big brother Peter never had. They bonded like brothers and the elder showered the younger with the kind of attention older siblings share. 


Bob showed Peter finger picking techniques and he showed him magic tricks with a standard deck of cards. One of these tricks was a mentalist memorization trick that wasn’t really a trick. It was a demonstration of Bob’s memory skills. He looked once at every card in the deck, then proceeded to name each card before turning it over on the table. (Now we know how he’s maintained the unusual acuity to recall such a breadth of lyrics in his head, not only his own catalog but an ocean of folk, ballads and blues lyrics.)


Many of the famous fledgling steps Bob took in the Big Apple are covered here, from a new perspective. He told Eve McKenzie, Peter’s mom, that he wanted to be as big as Harry Belafonte. Not long after that he would get the opportunity to blow his blues harp in a Belafonte recording session. It’s a familiar story, how he became frustrated and walked off the set after getting one song down. 


On A Couch has the rest of the story as a frustrated Bob comes home in a funk, “pacing and angry.” Mac McKenzie, Peter’s father, soothed the frustrated youth with a few wise words, but went a step further. He talked to a neighbor the next day, an old Navy buddy, who promised to smooth things over with Belafonte. Going the extra mile on Bob’s behalf would help eliminate potential stumbling stones in the young musician’s path. 

Peter’s parents were keenly aware of the possibilities that lay ahead for Bob Dylan. And Bob valued the wisdom they offered. As for Peter, he wasn’t left behind when Bob became famous. Peter’s wise parents did make sure their son stayed with his studies and kept his grades up. But when Bob headed up to New England for a concert there, he told Peter he’d check things out for his “little brother.” And when Peter was later in school there (Harvard), Bob made sure the guards let his “brother” backstage at another concert, inviting him to the afterparty as well.


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The book opens with an interesting Bob Dylan quote from a 1965 interview. “It’s Eve and Mac McKenzie. And they took me in an’ they were beautiful… I lived with them…and they fed me…and I stayed out all hours an’ came back in and went to sleep on the couch. An’ Peter was there. I was his idol…now he’s 18, 19. He’s in college. He’s a very smart kid…they know me well. Talk to them.”


Dylan was giving the interviewer a lead to follow up on. "Talk to them," he said. But the journalist missed the clue. Fortunately, Peter McKenzie took the time to put down in writing the stories which till now were only in his heart and mind. 

 

After finishing the book I spoke with Peter McKenzie in depth. This is the beginning of what will be at least two articles.  


Opening night at Gerde's Folk City
April 11, 1961
EN: When did it became apparent Bob was heading for stardom?

Peter McKenzie: The first day we met him. Feb 16, down at Gerde’s after a Jack Elliot’s concert.


EN: It’s apparent that your father is a central character in this story. I’ve been thinking a lot lately about how important mentors are in various stages of our lives. Your father became that for young Bob.


PM: My father, Mac McKenzie, was one of the of the founders of the National Maritime Union and first Vice President. As first VP of the National Maritime Union, he was in charge of all of the organizing around the country to sign up people and chief negotiator for all union contracts for all the seamen. He was on the War Labor Board advising Eleanor Roosevelt and helped extensively in the Lend Lease program. He was a big deal, on a par with people like John L. Lewis and longshoreman Harry Bridges.


I didn’t discuss a lot of this with my folks because my parents tried to shield me from a lot of that. They didn’t want me going off in that direction. One of the reasons Bob showed up that night was Bound For Glory (Woody Guthrie). He wanted me to know my background. He knew he shouldn’t circumvent my parents’ authority but he thought I should know my background. He was great in that way.


Bob idolized my father. He understood things immediately. Bob knew what he stepped into and that’s why he didn’t leave. My dad was a big, big deal. He was the kind of character that Woody Guthrie sang about and John Steinbeck wrote about in many of those novels. 


If I didn’t make it clear in the book, I’ll make it clear now. When Bob Dylan showed up on our doorstep at 19 as a dropout from the University of MN saying he was from a small town in New Mexico as an orphan making his way in the world, … imagine the bond that developed and the look on his face when he found out Howard “Mac” McKenzie was indeed an orphan who dropped out of the University of Nevada at the age of 18 and rode the rails out to San Francisco and was from a small town in the far west in Nevada. When Bob found that one out he knew he’d been outmaneuvered. It was just serendipity that Bob had created this persona and he walks into the household of a guy who actually had that background, and who knew Woody Guthrie. 


EN: Impressive.


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Here is where you can find the book:

https://www.amazon.com/BOB-DYLAN-Couch-Fifty-Cents-ebook/dp/B095HYY4W2


IN PART 2 I will share more about Peter McKenzie and his “backward look” at the past 60 years through a lifetime of experience as a lens.      

Sunday, September 5, 2021

A Visit with John Cox, Both Avid Fan and Expert in All Things Houdini

I discovered John Cox in 2014 after writing about the late John Bushey's Houdini memorabilia and handcuff collections. It was an informative interview that brought back a lifetime of memories regarding my own personal fascination with magic and magicians.

While looking for information on Orson Welles for a potential blog post this week I rediscovered John Cox's Wild About Harry blog. (Harry Houdini, of course) 

It was John Bushey who shared with me the notion that Dylan himself was fascinated with Harry Houdini. This is the story John told me:

Bob Dylan was asked once, “If you could go back in history to see any one moment in
time, what would it be?”

He replied, “I would like to go back and see when Harry Houdini was cuffed and chained and chained inside a crate and dropped into the East River.” (New York.)

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Seven years have past and the Wild About Harry blog is still going strong. I caught up with John Cox today and we continued from where we left off. 

EN: You have been a lifelong Houdini fan. As a teen you even did some magic shows and performances of your own. What did you do for a career when you finished school?

Collector and Houdini authority, John Cox
Photo by Athena Stamos
John Cox: I always wanted to work in the movie business, so after I graduated from USC Film School, I landed a job with Michael Jackson’s film production company. This was in 1990 and this was part of his overall deal with Sony Entertainment. That was a real education in the movie business! But the company didn’t last and in 1995 I got a job doing quality control with Lucasfilm THX . Essentially, I was part of a team of people who got paid to watch movies over and over. It was a dream job for a movie lover! But I had creative ambitions, and in 1996 I sold my first screenplay. So for the next 15 years or so I was a moderately successful and a very busy Hollywood screenwriter. That work began to dry up right around the time I started Wild About Harry, so I went back to doing quality control, now in the digital era. I’m currently the Director of the company (SGI QC), and I’ve struck a nice balance between having a job that pays the bills and working on my Houdini projects, which are my true passions in life.

EN: Have you always been a Houdini collector of sorts?

Shackled, to be dropped into the East River
John Cox: Yes, I’ve always been a collector. I have that gene! And not just Houdini. I’ve also put together a collection of James Bond first editions. I’m lucky to have acquired many of my Houdini items back in the late 70s and 80s when things were still affordable. Nowadays its all so outrageously expensive. But I still allow myself to buy one very nice Houdini item a year, so I have continued to build a small but very select collection that I really enjoy. I also have every book that has ever been written about Houdini, but I treat that as more of a working reference library than a collection.

EN:
 You started your Wild About Houdini blog in 2010. How often do you post and where do you find all the content that you share?

John Cox: I post almost every day, which is crazy. Believe it or not, I try not to post so much. I would be happy with three posts a week. But there's just always so much Houdini activity to cover that I have to post every day to keep up! My content comes from everywhere really. Things I see in the news, things people send me, and my own discoveries while doing research on future books. It’s Houdini! His continued fame and popularity provides me with all the content I can handle.

EN: I love your Wild About Houdini YouTube channel. When did you start that and how do you gather all this rare footage?

Film that lit the spark for young John Cox.
John Cox:
 Thanks. I really haven’t developed my YouTube channel. It’s basically just a place where I collect footage so I can embed clips on the blog. I would like to begin to make some specific videos exploring Houdini history. However, that’s a whole new skill set that I haven’t developed. The current footage comes from various sources. The best stuff comes from private collectors who allow me share. There’s a lot of Houdini footage out there, but many collectors don’t really know what they have as far as what footage might be new to people. So I’m always excited to help them discover that and showcase it. There’s some great hidden Houdini history in these old clips.

EN: Houdini’s career is one of legends. How would he hold up today? Would he be a Las Vegas act or something else?

John Cox:
 It’s so hard to say what he’d be doing as he was such an original of his day. The escape act was really a new form of entertainment. So he would be doing something just as original and unique today. He might not even be a magician! He would follow his passion and instincts and give us something amazing. I think the only thing we can know for sure is he would be a Superstar!

EN: Who are your favorite magicians today?

John Cox: David Copperfield, Penn & Teller, and David Blaine are my “favorites", although I enjoy ALL magicians really. But I gravitate towards these giants of our time because their lives are writing the history of magic in this age, and I love magic history first and foremost. I also think they are all components of Houdini. Take these three men, add in James Randi and Lady Gaga, and you have Houdini!

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My 2014 interview with Mr. Cox:

Five Minutes with John Cox, Because He's Wild About Harry (Houdini, That Is)



Photos courtesy John Cox

Saturday, September 4, 2021

There's Magic in the Air at the Wild About Houdini Blogspot

While looking for information about Orson Welles I stumbled upon the Wild About Houdini blog which I had written about in 2014. Once there I noticed that there is a convention this weekend for the Texas Association of Magicians. 

While reading the story I noted that the University of Texas has an extensive collection of Houdini artifacts and memorabilia. Yesterday they even had a virtual "live tour" of the Houdini Collection at the Harry Ransom Center there.

Houdini was born in Hungary. When he was a boy his family emigrated to Appleton, Wisconsin where he became Erik Weiss and eventually Harry Houdini. Why, then, is the Houdini Collection in Texas? Probably the same reason the Bob Dylan Center is located in Tulsa: the funding. 

Having written about magicians and magic a number of times, I thought it may worthwhile to share some of those links here for those especially intrigued by the magic arts.

STORIES ABOUT MAGIC

Escape Artist, Magician, Inventor, Honest Cheat: How Following His Passion Unlocked Terry Roses' Career 

“Pick A Card. Any Card.” Misdirection in the Magic Arts


Is The Prestige the Greatest Movie About Magic and Magicians?


The Handcuff Kings


The Greatest Magician of All?


Houdini and the Chinese Water Torture Cell


The Instant Orange Tree Trick in the Illusionist Wasn't Just a Hollywood Fiction

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Do you enjoy the world of magic? Check out the magical John Cox blog titled Wild About Houdini.

May your weekend be magical and your hearts filled with light.

Thursday, September 2, 2021

More Photos from the Storytellers Hideaway Farm & Museum: Honoring Johnny Cash and Music History

Tuesday we shared the backstory on 
Storytellers Hideaway Farm & Museum
which used to be where Johnny Cash would go
to get away from it all and be with friends.
Here are more photos, courtesy Gary Firstenberg.

Musician Mark Cash, Johnny's nephew, performs on the farm
Minnie Pearls hat is among the collectibles here.
Founder Brian Oxley. This unusual tree is estimated to be 250 years old.

STORYTELLERS HIDEAWAY FARM AND MUSEUM

9676 OLD HIGHWAY 46, BON AQUA, TN, 37025

(931) 996-4336

INFO@STORYTELLERSMUSEUM.COM

 

Tuesday, August 31, 2021

The Storyteller's Farm & Museum Near Nashville Features Johnny Cash, Elvis and Music History

There are so many interesting stories in the world. Rod Stewart once sang “Every picture tells a story, don’t it.” I think the same can be said for places. Places have many stories. One such place with lots of stories for music fans is Storyteller’s Hideaway Farm and Museum, just west of Nashville off Highway 40 in Bon Aqua, TN. 
This is where Johnny Cash used to go to escape from public life.  

The Storytellers Museum features memorabilia, artifacts, and stories from classic country music history with a distinct focus on Johnny Cash, Elvis Presley and Colonel Tom Parker, as well as producer Red Wortham. The stories and storied lives don't stop there.


The Hideaway Farm is a 107-acre property that Johnny Cash owned for 33 years and called the center of his universe. It features a 200-year-old Farmhouse, with an intimate collection of family photos, memorabilia, and footage of Johnny Cash at the property, as well as stories from his family.  The famous One-Piece-At-A-Time Cadillac, created from Johnny’s own song of the same name, is also on display.


Johnny's One-Piece-At-A-Time Cadillac. 
All color photos on this page courtesy Gary Firstenberg

The couple responsible for renovating this place, preserving history and sharing it is Brian and Sally Oxley.
 In June I spoke with Brian Oxley and learned a little about the project he and his wife have undertaken.

When I asked how he came to take such an interest in these properties of Johnny Cash he replied,  “I had a friend in Illinois… I was visiting in his office and he had a series of paintings of people who he respected the most. He had one of Johnny Cash…. And I asked, ‘Who is that?' He then began to tell me his story.”

If you’re surprised that Brian Oxley was unfamiliar with who Johnny Cash was, it’s helpful to know his background. Oxley grew up in Japan, the son of missionaries there. When his parents retired they chose Nashville as a place to settle.


Oxley became intrigued by the Johnny Cash story and the more he learned, the more fascinated he became. “I found Johnny Cash’s parents’ home. They were across the street from Johnny’s house that had burned down,” Oxley explained. “It was on the market, so I bought it, and renovated it to the original form.” 


Being from Duluth I couldn’t help but think of collector/archivist Bill Pagel’s ongoing efforts to restore Bob Dylan’s boyhood homes to their original form.


The Colonel and Elvis
Oxley continued. “On one occasion I got to know Tommy Cash, Johnny’s brother. Tommy told about the farm (The Hideaway), how it was off the beaten path. Tommy approached the farmer who owned it and I was able to buy the property. I wanted a spiritual tone to it, because Johnny Cash was spiritual.”

As Oxley became aware of properties related to this story he purchased them. The Mama Cash house was the last home Johnny and June stayed in before June died. They were there because Johnny wasn’t doing well. They were in the process of installing an elevator in his house across the street.


At a certain point in time Oxley found the VHS tape that became Seeing Red. It’s possible that Elvis might never have been discovered were it not for Red Wortham. That story is shared here. 


The Oxleys are well aware that timing is everything. One day Brian Oxley heard that Colonel Parker’s place was going to be torn down to become a car wash. “I stepped in and we acquired the rights to dismantle it,” he said. He now displays the wall behind the desk where Elvis and the Colonel did their deal. “I dismantled the wall where Elvis and Col. Parker shook hands.”


Johnny's favorite chair.
After acquiring what could be preserved he learned about the Hollywood film that is in the works about this period of music history. None other than Tom Hanks will be playing Colonel Parker. 

In June the Oxley’s got word that there is a movement in Holland to bring the Colonel back. “They want to build a monument. I have the house and tons of pictures. He (Colonel Parker) was an illegal alien.”


Restorations of this magnitude clearly require capital. Though primarily the Oxley’s own money has been invested, he has also been assisted a friend from Taiwan whose mother was a famous classical dancer. While other people were telling Oxley that he was out of his mind, this friend said, “Go for it.”


“The stuff I do, you can’t go to normal business people. There was no assurance it would ever make money,” Oxley continued. “I’m a storyteller. When people come in they are closer to Elvis with his head on the wall than anywhere on the wall. The original gates from the Colonel’s place were duplicated at Graceland.”


The Oxley's motivation has all along been to preserve music history. And we're all being enriched by it.


STORYTELLERS HIDEAWAY FARM AND MUSEUM

9676 OLD HIGHWAY 46, BON AQUA, TN, 37025

(931) 996-4336

INFO@STORYTELLERSMUSEUM.COM

https://www.storytellershideawayfarm.com/


Music Based Tourism Links

The Case For Celebrating Bob Dylan’s Home Town

Music Based Tourism and Placemaking in Dylan’s Northland


Sunday, August 29, 2021

Finding Algebra After a Series of False Starts and Dead Ends

One of the items on my "to do" list is yellow weed digger. Our crab apple tree died last year. I chopped it down this spring. As it turns out, as many as 50 or more shoots are springing up where crab apples rotted and left their seeds in the yard. The yellow weed digger is an implement for uprooting and discarding these shoots. 

Because of the draught this past six weeks the ground had become hard, almost like concrete. Now that we've had a few days of rain I can make time to uproot those shoots in order to have a more normal-looking yard. 

Ideas are a little like all these new shoots. They seem to pop up on their own. Though they must come from somewhere it's hard to explain where or why. Being an avid reader with wide interests may be a contributing factor. My subconscious is constantly being fertilized. 

Here is a list of ideas that have been germinating this summer, producing a myriad quantity of false starts and incomplete or undeveloped blog posts. 

Why Punctuality Matters

Where Did Algebra Come From?

Capers 

The EV Dilemma 

Jurassic Park

The PC Police and 1984 (Thoughts about freedom)

A Strategy for Standing Out from the Crowd

The Future of Education

The Board Game Market

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The word Algebra comes from an Arabic word, Al-Jabr, which means the reunion of broken parts.

Dylan has written more than once about the brokenness in our world, most directly in the song Everything Is Broken, which appeared on Oh Mercy. What kind of algebra would it take to reunite our multitude of broken parts, broken lives, broken dreams? I do not believe politicians can solve this problem. To achieve a more satisfying solution we need to look for something more transcendent involving faith, hope and love. 

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