Introducing the Sonics…to my son Eli

I slipped a couple of Sonics songs into my seven year old son Eli’s iTunes playlist, among some other things, in with the Justin Bieber and High School Musical. Wonder of wonders, he’s become a huge fan. So when I found out the Seattle proto-punkers had a Saturday show at Maxwell’s a couple weeks back, and a 4pm matinee to boot, I was so psyched club owner Todd Abramson to get us in to the sold out show.

We watched the whole rockin’ thing from front row center, Eli transfixed the whole time and as cool as can be, even when a brawl between two ladies erupted literally right over him. Hit after hit, with Eli mouthing (some of) the words. “PSYCHO” yeah! Afterwards, the merch lady – married to lead singer Jerry Roslie – took us to the downstairs dressing room for a private meeting with Eli’s idols. Here he is, onstage after the show and downstairs parked right in between Jerry and guitarist Larry Parypa.  As Eli said, it was the best Saturday of his life, and a really outstanding one for me too. Hoping for more to come.

Halloween Redux: Shore Fire Kids run Wild

Halloween’s a big time here at Shore Fire, particularly for parents in the office. Who says there’s no good trick or treatin’ in NYC?  You can get a load of costumes from year’s past here

The cold forced Matt’s kids Sally (on left) and Emma (on right) to bundle up this year, so you might have a hard time telling that Sally is a genie, and Emma is the goddess Athena.  What’s not so hard to tell is that Matt agreed to Sally’s request that he dress as a “male nurse.”

Here’s another shot of Sally and Emma with their pals from down the street, Emmet (the Stormtrooper) and Louisa (also Athena!)

Rebecca Shapiro decided to venture into big kid territory this year — the haunted streets of Chelsea- with her 5-year-old daughter Roxy and 2-year-old son Simon. Roxy dressed as “Strawberry Shortcake” sans hot pink wig and a groggy just-woken-up-from-his-nap Simon as a little cow.

Uptown, on 138th St., the crowd of kids gets bigger and bigger every year in what’s become a cherished tradition; this year we couldn’t fit all the children on one stoop. In homemade costumes, that’s my son Eli, far left, as a cyborg, and Leo, far right, as “Duct Tape Man.”

Here’s Eli and Leo with our next door neighbors, Lenny and Rani.

The big birthday is July 3rd, NOT July 4th

Around here at Shore Fire, the big anniversary isn’t Independence Day, July 4th. No, early July for us means it’s time to celebrate Shore Fire founder President Marilyn Laverty’s July 3rd birthday. Marilyn’s seen in this video, with the Shore Fire staff gathered in our conference room for an ice cream sundae smorgasbord. The wishes are heart felt if the voices are a little out of key. Happy Birthday Marilyn!

Shore Fire Seen at Kristen Ann Carr Fund’s Night To Remember

Mark Satlof, Madelyn Frascella, Matt Hanks, Elizabeth Lutz, Rebecca Shapiro

We got a chance to attend the annual Kristen Ann Carr Fund benefit A Night To Remember over the weekend. It’s an occasion to think of Kristen, who died of sarcoma in her early 20s,  but also to celebrate the progress and success of the Foundation set up in her honor that provides grants for cancer research and seeks to improve all aspects of cancer patient life with an emphasis on adolescents and young adults.

The spouses: Dana Points, Courtney Banfield, Chris Zembower, Peter Shapiro

And here we are with our significant others in a rare night out together:

Points’ Points on Photographing Kids

My wife Dana Points, Editor in Chief of Parents Magazine, got a nice slot on CBS’ Early Show this morning, talking about how to photograph kids:

My Beloved Revolutionary Children

Our last minute spring break vacation took shape just a month ago: the traditional Family Road Trip (however, no station wagon). For us, the destination was the Historic Triangle in Virginia, a staple of the east coast childhood experience — Colonial Williamsburg, the Yorktown battlefield, and Jamestown.  The boys soaked it all up. I was pretty impressed by the setup down there…The Historic Triangle is truth in advertising, basically the whole James River peninsula is a 17th/18th century theme park, very tastefully done with minimal honky tonk, billboards, trashiness. I loved all of the George Washington history, walking in the great man’s shoes, sitting in his church pew. That guy really got around.

At Colonial Williamsburg, we handed out some rough 18th century justice to the boys.

At Yorktown, Eli dressed as a Continental soldier of the line…..

while Leo dressed up a little dandy.

Back at Jamestown, the cradle of southern European settlement (if you don’t count Florida, that is), Eli had fun at the Indian village

Mac Makes it Into Rock Hall of Fame

Mac Rebennack, aka Dr. John, resplendent in purple, was inducted into the Rock and Roll Hall of Fame last night by John Legend, a long and well deserved honor that got the house on its feet at the Waldorf Astoria.  Behind the scenes, Mac wanted to say hello to an old friend, Darlene Love, a fellow inductee. He shared a few words with the Doors’ John Densmore. I grabbed him, along with his manager Peter Himberger, for a second and got to hold his statuette for a photo. And I snapped a shot of Sherry Beth Mounce and James Lemkin, who both work with Mac and who were incredibly gracious and helpful throughout the night. Besides the thrill of getting to stand at Mac’s side during his press room functions, the next highlights of my evening were being within ten feet of Neil Young,  within inches of Bette Midler as she sashayed out of the press room, and running into our new client Garland Jeffreys, who I brought over to re-connect with Dr. John (Mac played and arranged on Garland’s 1973 hit Wild in The Streets).

New York: The Greatest City

It seems like New Yorkers have long been self-satisfied, smug snobs. So it’s not just me! Here’s the proof, the cover of a wonderful old booklet published in about 1920. Inside are postcard photos of a couple dozen NYC landmarks and a hagiographic intro that concludes: “The World has no other center that can compare with New York, the greatest city.”


Pocket Change: Good Deed Goes Rewarded

My good deed of the day, giving a nickel back to the newsstand guy over on Joralemon when he really owed me a penny in change, paid off with said penny turning out to be a pretty shiny 1955  “Wheatie” penny (on right, below).  They’re less and less common every day.  I’m getting about ten a year these days (1958 was their last year) but I’m on a roll. The one on the left (1944) popped up just last week. Last year I found a 1939 nickel, and in the few years before that some really rare (in pocket change that is) coins, a 1936 Buffalo nickel and a 1954 silver dime.

From a Dream House to an Earth Room

Nine-year old Leo and I took an imagination-expanding subway ride into the avant-garde on Saturday, visiting two long-running works of art, both of which have important relationships to the early days of the Velvet Underground (if you know of my VU obsession, you know why I was into seeing these two things!).  First stop, La Monte Young and Marian Zazeela’s Dream House installation. Leo was intrigued enough by my description of what I thought it would be to come on this adventure willingly, and neither of us were disappointed. The Dream House is Young’s indeterminant music — low, truck-like rumbles and higher pitched electronics beeps, in quadrophonic sound –  coupled with is wife Zazeela’s site-setting of purple and blue lighting, shades and shadows.  You move around, and the sound changes. It’s pretty hip -  all in a medium-sized, carpeted loft on Church St in Tribeca, a decidedly uncommercial remnant of avant-garde bohemia.

Then I remembered reading about Walter De Maria’s Earth Room, a fairly literal description of this installation dating from 1977: A large loft right on Wooster St., in Soho, in the midst of what’s now a street of expensive clothing and furniture stores, but in ‘77 must have been quite a bit more desolate.  There’s a hallway, and and then a 8 or so foot wide opening that looks into the big loft room. A two foot high glass wall separates this room of dirt. This photo’s a bit of an optical illusion, but that’s the big expanse of dirt behind Leo in the photo below.

One common theme we noted and appreciated was the almost complete lack of description at each of these locations, they’re both basically presented as is for each person to experience/enjoy/puzzle over without pre-conceptions.

As for the Velvet Underground connections, Young’s drones were influential to John Cale (who performed in Young’s Dream Syndicate) and Lou Reed, while De Maria was in a band with Reed and Cale that eventually morphed into the Velvet Underground.