Sunday, December 20, 2009

Monday, December 7, 2009

Hot Rats





Sir David Attenborough was my first childhood hero. "Life On Earth" was the first tv show I remember watching, and I still go back to it at times. Even thirty years ago, Attenborough had perfected the kindly school teacher/grandfather/ country veterinarian archetype, a perfect tour guide through the wonders of nature's creation. Perhaps I found it a bit odd to discover that botanists on an expedition in the Philippines have named a new species of carnivorous plant the "Nepenthes Attenborughii" in his honor. (As an aside, and no disrespect to the very dead Carl Linnaeus, but do we still need Latin nomenclature for all wildlife?)
The newly discovered bit of flora is a variety of pitcher plant which traps rodents and slowly dissolves them with flesh eating enzymes. There are many varieties of Nepenthes (Greek for "without sorrow") plants, mainly found in the Southeast Asian Malay archipelago. They tend to lure their prey in with flowers and nectar and trap them in their long pitchers. Insects are the usual fare but several kinds including the newly coined one for Sir David are known to devour mice and rats.

Sunday, December 6, 2009

Jack Rose


Many many people were shocked and saddened by yesterday's news. Jack Rose has gone on to the next worlds, carried by his amazing and powerful music.
I didn't know Jack personally, other than having met him a few times at shows. Three years ago, Chris Davis booked a show in my basement with Jack, Fursaxa, The Cherry Blossoms, and myself. It was a pretty special night and personally very significant spiritually for me. The first and only other time I saw Jack live, it was at another show Chris had booked at Springwater. This was about six years ago...At the time I was only dimly cognizant of the solo guitar universe. Obviously I had been trawling through record bins for Takoma titles and what not, but the world of Fahey, Bull, and Basho seemed quite distant, almost like the pre-modern artists that they were channeling originally. Seeing Jack play that night at Springwater was one of those fulcrum moments that the more I look back on it, honestly changed the musical and spiritual path I was personally on. It moved me deeply.
There are many people who had the privilege of being close to Jack and my thoughts are with them right now. As I said before I am simply grateful for being able to see him play and I will continue to cherish his music.

Friday, December 4, 2009

Tuesday, December 1, 2009