I have been asked more than once -- perhaps maybe even up to three times possibly -- the question, "How do you find such funny/weird/unusual/terrifying things at the thrift stores you go to?" I always answer, "Honey/Baby/Sweetie/Your Honor, they find me." Please to enjoy this lot of losers!
Everybody does a preview post for festivals, but I like to do a post-view post as well, after my eyes have recovered from editing a prillion photos and I've had some time to reflect on the three days of the giant annual Seattle music and arts festival, Bumbershoot. I look forward to the fest every year for both the familiar and the novel, and every year has been an overwhelmingly positive experience for me as both a photographer and a gen pop attendee. So, let's set the Way Back Machine for two weeks ago, shall we? I've made a little list, because People Like Lists, you know.
MARIANNE'S BUMBERSHOOT 2014 LIST OF NOTABLE MISCELLANEOUS THINGS 1. The Weather. Thank you, Weather, for not being too rainy on Saturday at all, and then being just about perfect on Sunday and Monday. Super-helpful of you, Bro Nature, and I was really grateful I didn't have to put my clunky Camera Rain Condom on my gear.
Well, kiddies, this is it: the final day of my 2014 coverage from Seattle's great urban arts and music festival, Bumbershoot! Labor Day brought us sunny skies and sweet warm temps -- a perfect end to the long weekend of spectacular performances, international foodstuffs, and me yakking it up in the press room with some of my favorite foto folks. Let's see who I saw, shall we?
Ya know, it's really fortunate I wasn't born two hundred years ago or something, because instead of taking a Saturday to make a music video with my daughter, she and I would probably bond by working together in ceaseless and grueling domestic toil! Bummer! But here we are, it's 2014, the dishwasher is running. and off we go to have some creative fun!
I received my lovely vinyl copy of White Fence's "Nero (Has A Lot To Think About)" (backed by Jack Name's "Belly Full of Blood") on Famous Class Records a couple of days ago and have been playing it nonstop. Part of Famous Class' LAMC series, the idea is to ask a favorite band to provide an unreleased song for the A-side, and then have that band pick their favorite up-and-coming artist to provide a song for the B-side. All of the singles come in gorgeous packaging and custom vinyl colors that often sell out within minutes of going on sale. To add to the coolness, digital downloads are available on the Famous Class Bandcamp page, and all of those sales go directly to the Ariel Panero Memorial Fund at VH1 Save the Music.
As I listened to "Nero..." again yesterday morning, the entire storyboard for this little video came into my head, so rapidly and with such detail that I had to grab a notebook to scribble down even a couple of words to describe each shot, fearing I would forget them. I asked the resident preteen, Miss Eleven, to star as the spooky lovestruck fangirl, got a few props together that were around the house, and we just DID IT, pretty much in order. I edited it down from about 8 minutes of raw footage, and here we are! A new thing inspired by a new thing, and that is so nice.
We hope you enjoy this tiny film, and thank you Tim Presley for making music that makes life better.
Back for more visual loveliness from Day Two of Seattle's annual music and arts mega-fest, Bumbershoot! The drizzle and grey from Day One had hit the road and this was a perfect Sunday to enjoy being on the Seattle Center grounds, listening to and photographing some truly great bands. If you couldn't be there yourself, I hope this gives you a feeling of the vibrance, diversity, and fun to be had at Bumbershoot, and if you were there and you were walking next to me, I apologize for begging you to carry my horribly-overloaded camera bag for me for a few feet. Let's pop some Advil and go!
I'm delighted to once again bring you coverage from Bumbershoot Festival, a world-class festival that infuses the Seattle Center with incredible color, sounds, laughs, and creativity each and every Labor Day weekend. I'd like to brag that over this three-day event I did not accidentally run into any of the 100,000 attendees, nor did I fall into the International Fountain with all my camera gear, and I hope you are impressed by this. Let's go!
Are you a busy person? Of course you are. You have a CRAP-TON of things to do, right? Word to your mother. You don't have time to get yourself all stressed out over figuring out what to choose to do at Seattle's mighty Bumbershoot, the music and arts festival that occurs each and every Labor Day weekend, correct? Well, right on, my quick-step brothers and sisters, which I why I'm giving you this fast n' easy list of my picks of what you cannot miss! You may thank me at the festival by either buying me a bottled water or offering to carry my 8 prillion pounds of camera gear. Here we go!
Oh ya hey, I'm tote-ly back in Seattle now, but I got more stuff to share with you from my Wis-CAHN-sin visit, eh? Ta-day it's gonna be more ahhd-ball recurds frahm da St. Vinny's and da Goodwill! I even bought a few but I ain't gonna tell ya which ones! Ennyway, please to enjoy!
What in the hell does this '80s-style dancing robot/ant have to do with Big Band music??
(Today, photog/writer AJ Dent wraps up her delightful coverage of Seattle's punk party of the year, Pizza Fest! Be sure to check out Day One and Day Two, too! THANK YOU so much, AJ!)
It wasn’t long before madness took over Pizza Fest’s final night. I rolled in as Freak Vibe was setting up for their grody, punky, manic episode. With shockwave vocal twists, trudging riffs, and sweat everywhere, they felt like the audible equivalent of sickly-gratifying actions. Like throwing a couch into a bonfire and chasing cheap whiskey with two-day-old black coffee. The band consists of members of Nudes and Sioux City Pete and the Beggars, creating this cauldron of steaming, irresistible stew. Perfect for all of us ravenous weirdos.
(THANK YOU to photog/writer AJ Dent for this monster coverage of the punk party that is Pizza Fest Day Two! HERE is Day One if you missed it and don't forget to come back to see even-more-monster Day Three!)
We can all agree that due to Pizza Fest’s furlough in 2013, last year was full of tears and void of meaning. Thanks to the work (and pizza cravings) of Wheels Capponi and many others, though, I found myself at the Highline on Friday all set for the returned feast.
Walking in to the choice tunes of DJs Sloppy Jo and Dyl Widdit started it off perfectly. Boxes of Big Mario’s were stacked high, everyone already had a drink in hand, and La Luz merch was not-so-inconspicuously laid out on the back table. I had come to the right place to party.
(I am so excited to bring you three days of coverage from one of the big highlights of the year for Seattle's punk/garage/psych music community: Pizza Fest! My friend, the very talented photographer/writer AJ Dent, is your tour guide to the fun and games, stepping in for me while I am on vacation. I thank her profusely and will stop writing now so you can dig into what she's done! Please to enjoy and come back for Day Two and Day Three!)
(My mom steps in to write this short but heartfelt piece tonight, as she and I and millions of others across the globe mourn the sudden and terribly sad passing of actor/comedian Robin Williams, who died today at the age of 63.)
The phone rang.It
was my daughter.
Mom, did you hear the news?
Robin Williams committed suicide.
Oh no! My heart sunk.It was like the loss of a dear, dear friend. A friend who
took our cares and worries away and filled us with smiles
In the late ‘70s Marianne and I went to Milwaukee to see him
practice his magic.At
one point he stepped to the front edge of the stage as
though he was going to dive
right into the audience.From our seats in the balcony we watched – and felt --
the audience in a body gasp and lean forward in unison to
catch him, to save
him. Robin Williams, so talented, such charisma, the feeling
audience had in the theater that night came back to me
again. If only one of his
countless fans could have leaned forward now and
caught him, saved him. -- J.C.
Halloween idea: buy up a huge pile of these creepy knick-knacks from your local thrift store and pile them around your front door on October 31st. You will either delight trick-or-treaters or scar them for life. You're welcome in advance, and please to enjoy!
I'm Marianne Spellman. I am in Seattle-ish. I like and make music and words and photos and coffee and have crappy eyesight, like every other blogger. I do freelance thingies for cool people and places every so often. I post here purt' near every day.