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Tuesday, December 08, 2009 Lebanon, New Hampshire


Well, it seems of late that many of my ‘thoughts’ have centered around responding to people who are irate about this and that… things I have done… things I haven’t done. It’s kind of like a relationship with the world. Do I need more therapy? Hmmm… a topic for another time.

Anyway, to get serious. The Hot Tuna All Stars just played the Beacon Theater. It was a sold out show and Jack and I thought it was one of the best incarnations of the band that we have fielded and one of the best shows that we played. That’s just us. Anyhow, most people seemed to like it but some interesting negative comments surfaced. I’m going to reprint a couple of them here and then make some observations of my own.

Firstly:

Dear FP Folks.

Yes, this is a difficult message to write, but its written in the spirit of
friendship and is written solely to provide constructive criticism. My
friends and I (all current and ex NY'ers) have been Tuna fans since we heard
the first Hot Tuna album back in 1970 (or was it earlier)? We go to every
tour, usually multiple shows, to reminisce, and enjoy the bands evolvement
and varying styles/configurations. Its all good, as they say.

But I must tell you that after leaving the Beacon Theater, we all admitted
to ourselves and each other that we did so with a profound sense of
disappointment. Yup, as usual, the band COOKED. And G.E. Smith was a very
special guest indeed. But the show list was SOOOO short. Just 14 songs.
One set, no encore. This was not our father's HOT TUNA!

It was especially galling to note that the next night, the band played a two
sets, 21 songs out on Long Island. Given the added costs (tolls, parking,
pre-show meals, etc), and hassles traveling in to the shows in NYC, I'm sure
you can appreciate that we felt somewhat shortchanged.

Often times, we hear that its because of a curfew at the Beacon Theater.
Yet, other bands (such as Rat Dog) routinely play until midnight. And, If
the price is an abbreviated Hot Tuna set, can't we do away with opening
acts? With no disrespect intended towards Loudon Wainwright, the crowd was
(and is always) there to see HOT TUNA.

Leaving the theatre, there was much grumbling about not coming to the Beacon
any more.

I don't want to give up the tradition of the Thanksgiving/Christmas fall
show at the Beacon, but many were talking about blowing it off next year and
sticking to the Jersey shows (if any).

I hate to complain, because HOT TUNA is part of my life. But I'd be remiss
not to give this word of concern from one friend to another.

Best Regards/Peace-Out

Kenny

And another:

Hello, I’ve been a fan of Jorma & Jack for 30 plus years..I’ve seen them many times starting at the Paladium NYC early and late shows , Capital Theater..’ in the 70’s-80’s…..recently Tarrytown music hall (Aug) 09 …last Sat Beacon theater, going to see Jorma & Bromberg in Tarrytown in Jan and many more in between. I cant tell you how disappointed I and everyone around me at the Beacon Theater was when there was no encore…we were shocked and saddened ..everyone was talking about it walking outside leaving the show… I heard it was because the Beacon has new rules now ..I have one more show this year to go to at the Beacon and that’s Gov’t Mule and then I’m done with that place….Its not the same Beacon theater… with the price of tickets these days it would be nice to see Hot Tuna play at venues where the fans can at least get a encore…
Thank You

Madelyn

Well, I don’t take things like this lightly especially in the economic times we live in but I feel I do need to comment. Firstly, thanks Madelyn and Kenny. These are good points and I’d like to take this opportunity to lay a little of my thinking on you.

I personally love Loudon but I hear you about Tuna Time. Point taken. On the subject of encores, I’ll take the bullet for that one. We played an hour and forty five minute set. I felt it was a strong one and that we said what we had to say. The curfew at union halls is very strict and the one at the Beacon ends at eleven PM. The overage charge is per minute and let’s just say that it is very expensive. Bob Weir may be able to afford that… Jack and I can’t. Towards the end of our set I was faced with the choice of ending our show and allowing about five minutes for applause and another five or so minutes for an encore, OR simply playing another two tunes. I opted for the latter. Obviously a bad call on my part. Again, point taken. Mea culpa.

Before I move one, I’d like to address the union matter. I come from a union family and I support unions. I’ve been in the Musician’s Union for almost half a century. Like everything else in this world, unions are far from perfect but before unions, workers were little more than institutionalized wage slaves. OK… it’s a union hall, the men and women who work at the Beacon are professionals and it’s their fiefdom. That’s just how it is in Manhattan and always has been for the more than forty years I’ve been working there. So be it. It looks like we’ll be at the Lincoln Theater next year so this will be moot point for Tuna’s 2010 NYC show.

OK, I’m being a windbag. Again I hear what Kenny, Madelyn and others are saying. I’m taking these thoughts as constructive criticism, not complaints. I’m just going to say one or two more things. These are not ‘but’ comments. A ‘but’ negates everything previously said.

The December 6th show at the Hampton Beach Performing Arts Center was a different thing altogether. There was no opening act (asked and answered) and it was acoustic. There was no curfew there. Again, it’s their fiefdom too. The songs in an electric show are much longer and frankly, I just don’t see a 21 song electric set as being realistic for us. Well, I guess we’ll have to see about that one the next time the All Stars get together.

As one of my friends back home has observed, one ‘Aw shit,’ wipes out twenty ‘Attaboys.’

OK… things we can do to make it better. In union curfew situations… ‘An Evening With Hot Tuna’ would be the way to go. We can do that. Electric and Acoustic shows are apples and oranges. They are totally different things in every respect. Jack and I and our gang will continue to do our best to bring honest music to our fans. We’re not fooling around out here. I hope you all know it’s always coming from the heart! We are living in troubled times and we appreciate the fact that our livelihood depends upon disposable income and that there is precious little of that out there these days. So a heartfelt thanks to all who buy a ticket to see and hear us play! We will continue to do the best we can. A final thanks to Madelyn and Kenny who took the time to write. You have been heard

Thursday. November 26, 2009 Parsippany, New Jersey

Here it is Thanksgiving Day and a great number of things have conspired to once again make me aware of how truly grateful I am.

Vanessa forwarded me a note that she got from some irate soul who was complaining that the RIAA and RCA were responsible for shutting down yet another music file sharing site and blaming… well lots of people for this. Now I am not going to get into a discussion here about my thoughts on intellectual property. That’s a subject for another time. The forwarded complaint was buried in profanity and whining rhetoric. Now when I’m not around my kids, I use as much or more profanity than anyone. That said, when I deal with matters that are truly important to me, I use English that anyone can read and understand without burying the message in juvenile profanity. The note had a disclaimer that supposedly exempted Hot Tuna and our road crew from its slander. It did address management and my management is family so indeed I took umbrage.

This broadblast obviously knew little about my world but I was offended not by the opinions of the writer but by his obvious lack of respect for another human soul. The polar opposite occurred within the same 48 hour period. A friend of mine forwarded me a request from the daughter of a friend of his. This young lady is in eighth grade and she was writing a paper on the music of the Sixties and how things might have been different had the technology we take for granted today existed then. Her questions were thought provoking and I took some time with the answers. Anyway, she appreciated my input and sent me this response:

‘Dear Jorma:
Thank you so much for answering my questions. These answers will help me a lot with my project. This project is the culminating research paper for our eighth grade year, and it is very important. I chose this topic because it interests me so much, and you have just helped me so much with this information. It is so exciting to have a guitarist answer these questions! I really like Jefferson Airplane, I think it's a great band, and I listen to them all the time. It is really awesome to have one of my favorite band's guitarist opinions in my paper. Getting to include your voice on the topic is impressive. It was so nice of you to have took the time to answer these questions-they were pretty detailed. Again- I really appreciate this. Hope to meet you sometime in the future!

Your fan,

Helen’

Thanks Helen. With thoughtful folks like you in the world, we’re going to be OK.

Well, live and let live I say. I sit here on Thanksgiving Day with my wife and daughter and we watch the Macy’s Day parade. ‘Spiderman is my favorite,’ Izze says. Then she starts dancing to the music. ‘I want to be a dancer,’ she says. Moments later she draws a stack of pictures and wants to give them to the children of the world who do not have pictures. I will eat dinner with my family today and we shall not go hungry. Tomorrow I will play the first gig of the Fall Hot Tuna tour with my friends and I shall get paid for doing what I have done for most of my life. In the course of my life I have had to do some things that I would have rather not done but I have never had to do anything that I really did not want to do. How rare is that? Children have come to me later in life than most but not too late for my joy, love and involvement.

It is not my business what other people think of me, or my motivations. I am able to support my family and we are also blessed enough to be able to participate in various charitable organizations that are important to us. One does what one can.

With this in mind on this day I try to concern myself with gratitude rather than recriminations. Now I know I’m as opinionated as anyone but I’m trying to let go of that for now. It’s a beautiful day here in New Jersey.

Happy Thanksgiving everyone!

Saturday, October 24, 2009 Chiavari, Italy


Sometimes it seems as if I have been flying somewhere all my life. As the big jet took off out of Newark a couple of days ago, the view out the window was not much different from my first flight in a Super Constellation from what used to be National Airport in D.C. to La Guardia in New York. That was in 1953… more than a half a century ago. My father traveled for a living at the behest of the government. I would not have thought so at the time but in a way our jobs were similar. I too have traveled all my adult life for a living. Our missions were different, but the means were the same.

I first came to Italy in 1955 or so and I loved it. I have been coming here professionally since 1980 and I still love it. Like our own country, there are places where you find yourself snarled in relentless traffic and then before you know it you are in the country or by the sea and the beauty is no less relentless. Today I am in Chiavari by the Mare Ligure. After a little breakfast at our albergo I walked for some time in the old part of town. Well, it’s almost all old over here so let me say the older part of town. The only motorized traffic was delivery vehicles. Other than that, it was all pedestrians. There was what would have been a farmer’s market if we were at home. People were shopping, eating… walking dogs. The sky was the deepest shade of blue.

Italy is timeless, but I am not. The old bones creak a little more early in the morning but I still see with young eyes. A cappuccino, a croissant, a market… everyday life all around me and I, the tourist for the moment. It is I who have changed the most in this scene today. Italy is still Italy and I am now older than my father was when first we came here. Indeed…

My stock in trade is to be away from home and I miss my family and my children but that is the way of things in our life. I will be home in a couple of days and I will revel in my time there… and then I will be gone again… but there is always coming home. Here in Italy at this moment the clock in the piazza is striking eleven in the morning. It is a sound like no other as it echoes between the ancient buildings and over the cobblestones. There is more found eternal here in this land than just Roma. We are bathed in antiquity yet born on the tide of the 21st century. What a place.

My guitar is re-strung and I shall practice for a while before heading out to the gig later this afternoon. The guitar is the constant thread of my life today. It has carried me a great distance from my parent’s house on Northampton St. in D.C. to this ancient spot in Chiavari. It would seem that there are still more miles yet to go.

One would hope so.