I recently bought, after all these years, the infamous album John Sebastian Live that MGM Records released 50 years ago during a protracted contract dispute that ended up in court and delayed the release of the John B. Sebastian album for a year and a half.
In a nutshell, MGM believed the Lovin’ Spoonful owed them an album and turned to Sebastian after the Spoonful disbanded, even though he had departed more than a year earlier. The band was on Kama Sutra Records, which had had a bad divorce of its own from MGM, its distributor. Sebastian, meanwhile, had signed with Reprise Records.
That’s how John B. Sebastian was released on both labels in 1970. (Oblivious to all this, I bought the MGM version.) Apparently to hedge its bet that the court would rule against their claim to John B., MGM put out John Sebastian Live, which sounds like an album assembled by a bitter passive-aggressive ex who wants to inflict as much damage as possible. Continue reading “UW’s Attic: John B. Sebastian”→
I was interested in a quote I encountered that the text said came from an article Ray Bradbury had written for the May 2, 1953, edition of The Nation. I wanted to read this article and see the quote in its original context.
Google The Great And Powerful brought me directly to that article, where the magazine’s electronic gatekeeper informed me it was still under copyright protection and not available to the public, go away, kid, you bother us. (Aside: Under the copyright laws that existed when I was younger, the article would have been in the public record and free to read and share for these past 11 years. Who exactly is protected and from what?) Down the list of search results, I found excerpts and references, but, of course, not the entire article. Continue reading “Why I keep books, and why you should”→
Fear not, lass. It has been this cold before, and the leaves have fallen off the trees, and the waters have risen this high, and the deserts have grown so parched – and then the warm comes, and the leaves grow, and the waters recede, and rains come.
It is a cycle, you see, and nothing good or bad continues and remains unchanging. Do not fear the change, but prepare for the next phase of the cycle. Understand the patterns and don’t be alarmed when the change comes. Night follows day, cold follows warmth and back to cold and back to warm. Continue reading “The cycle and the sharing”→
The child looked across the table at the inquisitor who had asked the question.
“It’s like there’s this – energy, I guess would be the best word, and it’s pent up and wanting to release, but I know if I wait and let it build a little more that it will be that much more powerful when I release it, and then the pleasure in holding it in is pretty cool, too, so I hold it and hold it until I can’t anymore and it bursts out of me all in a rush and I can’t help it I’m just so happy and relieved and excited and free – yes, free is the best word, because it’s all the world in me and now it’s all out there, all the world I could hold inside and all the world out there and it’s so good and so much and all there is to think and feel and touch and be touched, all the universe inside and outside and up and down and north east south west everywhere.”
The inquisitor reviewed carefully crafted notes and said, “Hmmph.” Not “huh,” because that would involve opening the mouth to let the “uh” sound out; just a line of the mouth and a slight pursing of lips to say, “Hmmph.” Then a breath and another question. Continue reading “When All Is Said And Done”→
This is Update #2 of my NaNoWriMo (National Novel Writing Month) adventure. In Update #1 I wrote glowingly of launching into the requirement to write 1,667 words a day in order to finish a 50,000-word novel in one month. It was surprisingly working like a charm.