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Friday, November 8, 2013

BOOK REVIEW: Brad Tolinski LIGHT & SHADE: Conversations With Jimmy Page. Virgin Books, New York, 2012. (299 pages).



In his introductory ‘Overture’ Brad Tolinski explains that Light & Shade is not a “tell-all biography” but rather “(I hope) an enlightening and definitive look at the musical life of a rock and roll genius, told in his own words.” Tolinski believes “that Page is one of the most important and under appreciated musicians of the last century” and therefore wants to share with the reader his discussions with Jimmy Page and other important musicians who have worked with Page over the years, including Jeff Beck, John Paul Jones, Jack White (White Stripes) and Paul Rodgers (Bad Company).

As editor in chief of Guitar World, Brad Tolinski first interviewed Jimmy Page in 1993 and over the past two decades has had many opportunities to chat with Page about his long career as guitarist, composer and producer. The conversations were polite and honest as long as Tolinski followed a few unspoken ground rules: “He expected me to have assiduously done my homework, to have the facts at hand, and to ensure that, to the greatest possible extent, our conversation focused on music.” 

Light & Shade includes conversations with Jimmy Page which cover the full gamut of his musical career- memories of his first guitar, his recollections as a British session guitarist, his career with the Yardbirds and Led Zeppelin and his subsequent ventures- such as The Firm and the Coverdale and Page Project after Led Zeppelin split up following drummer John Bonham’s tragic death in 1980. The focus is refreshingly always on the music, and although sometimes overly technical in its discussion of guitars and amps, the book is usually pitched at the general reader.

The book is nicely sculpted into chapters which are divided into three sections. Firstly, Tolinski provides a short, insightful narrative in which he establishes the context of a significant event in Page’s life. The heading will point to the chapter’s focus. This is followed by CONVERSATION Q which will provide a detailed interview with the musician related to a specific event. The third section MUSICAL INTERLUDE brings in other voices, to provide a different perspective on the events and personalities earlier discussed. 

Chapter 3, for instance, is entitled “Jimmy Joins the Yardbirds, Learns How to be a Rock Star, and Builds the Foundation for Led Zeppelin.” Section 2 includes fourteen questions  to Jimmy about his contribution to the band and his thoughts on Eric Clapton and Jeff Beck. In the third section the Yardbird’s rhythm guitarist, Chris Dreja talks about his experiences in the band.

As Tolenski points out in Chapter 2, Page worked as a studio guitarist between 1963-1964  and contributed to hundreds of songs including the Kinks’ 1964 debut album, the Who’s “I Can’t Explain”, Tom Jones’ “It’s Not Unusual” and Shirley Bassey’s “Goldfinger". He had his hand on the pulse and “was often the first to learn about the latest technological innovations”, including Roger Mayer’s fuzz pedal. “He became proficient in a broad array of styles multiple genres to deliver dynamic and solo and rhythm parts under great pressure.” He also learnt how to produce studio sessions by watching the best. After Eric Clapton left the Yardbirds in 1965 he was asked for a second time to join the band. 

The section on the Yardbirds is comparatively weak and focusses on management issues and the changes in the band’s line-up rather than on a detailed discussion of Page’s experimentations in guitar language. If you are unfamiliar with the Yardbirds, it’s interesting to see Page in action, although sometimes as a headless guitar player. Here are a few songs discussed in Chapter 3 which you can find on YouTube:

Yardbirds ‘Happenings Ten Years Time Ago’:


An excellent clip with Jeff Beck & Jimmy Page in the Yardbirds: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=w9fZ7oydsl4

As you would expect the most interesting chapters in Light & Shade are Chapters 4-8 (roughly half the book) which discuss in detail Jimmy Page’s involvement  with Led Zeppelin. What you sense in reading these chapters is the extraordinary spontaneity and vitality of the band- how it was able to summon on the run incredibly tight, innovative & improvisational music. 

In discussing his epic performance of 'Since I've Been Loving You' Page talks about pushing the envelop rather than pleasing the blues purists: "I wasn't interested in performing a note-for-note rendition to prove to everyone I could play in a certain style. I always approached the blues with a rock and roll rhythm to the phrasing, so whatever I would play was already going to be different." In discussing Led Zeppelin III with Jack White and Tolinski, he says: "The key is you don't want to copy the blues; you want to capture the mood. On III, we knew we wanted to allude to the country blues but, in the tradition of the style, we felt it had to be spontaneous and immediate. I had this old Vox amp, and one day Robert (Plant) plugged his mike into the amp's tremolo channel, and I started playing and he started singing. And what you hear on the album is essentially an edit of our first two takes. The band had an incredibly empathy that allowed us to do things like that."  In elaborating how it is easy to play like Stevie Ray Vaughan and difficult to play like Son House he says, "Technique plays a part- you have to know how to play. But what is important is the pursuit of something new and capturing the moment. Every band I've played in did a great deal of improvisation onstage, which is where the real magic takes place. That's where the real drama happens. You might fuck up, but that's also part of it. It's the tension that makes it exciting. Great music is never safe or predictable." During recording the album Physical Graffiti at the stately manor Headley Grange a session had been going nowhere fast. John Bonham starting drumming the opening riff to Little Richard's 'Keep A-Knockin' and Page spontaneously started improvising on his 1959 Les Paul and it felt so good that he said, "Stop let's work on this." "That's how it was going back then," Page says. "If something felt right, we didn't question it. If something really magical is coming through, then you follow it . It was all part of the process. We had to explore, we had to delve. We tried to take advantage of everything that was being offered to us."

For guitar freaks two Musical Interlude sections will be of special interest which will make them foam at the mouth. In Chapter 8 the guitar musicologist Jimmy Brown picks ten songs that demonstrate what makes Jimmy Page’s Playing Unique. Number 1 is “Since I’ve Been Loving You” from Led Zeppelin III. #2 Dazed and Confused -live version- The Song Remains the Same. #3 Achilles Last Stand- Presence. The chords and notes of each song are concisely but expertly discussed. In Chapter 10 there is a section “An Inventory of Jimmy Page’s Primary Guitars, Amps and Effects” which provides a brief guide to his equipment and on what albums they were used. The cover shot, for example, features Jimmy playing his iconic 1971 Gibson EDS-1275 6/12 double-neck guitar.

Danny Goldberg, a publicist for Led Zeppelin from 1973, insists despite all the partying, the band agonised over every detail: "They did meticulous sound checks; they rehearsed; they worried about the lights, the sound, the set list. There was nothing lax about the way they did things."

It is interesting to note that Page's favourite album is Presence despite its comparative lack of commercial success.

A quick survey of significant Led Zeppelin clips on Youtube bring these up:

Black Dog Live:
Kashmir Live:

Stairway to Heaven Live:

Here are a couple of great clips post Zeplin: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=xoPUDOgcFWY

Asked by Tolinski how he would like people to see his role in Led Zeppelin, Jimmy Page replies: "Many people think of me as a riff guitarist, but I think of myself in broader terms. As a musician, I think my greatest achievement has been to create unexpected melodies and harmonies within a rock and roll framework. And as a producer, I would like to be remembered as someone who was able to sustain a band of unquestionable individual talent and push it to the forefront during its working career. I think I really captured the best of our output, growth, change, and maturity on tape- the mutifaceted gem that is Led Zeppelin."

Overall, this is an intelligent & well structured book. It telescopes the events in Jimmy Page's life without resorting to deadening detail. The focus is always on the music rather than the peripheral drug taking and hotel trashings. And as many of the conversations are in Page's own words the reader can rely on the authenticity of the events described therein.


To see more:  http://www.jimmypage.com/

Friday, November 1, 2013

BOOK REVIEW/ INTERVIEW: R.L Raymond Half Myths & Quarter Legends. Epic Rites Press, Sherwood Park, Alberta, 2012 (71 pages).


This is the second poetry collection by R.L. Raymond, a resident of London, Ontario. It consists of 43 carefully crafted poems written in free verse which have a fragmented, pared to the blood & bone feel reminiscent of John Yamrus, the American small press poet. Although the language is deceptively simple, you may have to read the poems slowly and multiple times to allow the complex associations and layers of meaning to sink into your veins. There is an unflinching mystery and understatedness about Raymond’s writing which is difficult to nail down but which is also highly appealing.

The enigmatic title Half Myths & Quarter Legends refers generally to the many stories that we read and hear on a daily basis, but also to the specific myths & legends that we accumulate to explain who we are & why we are here. As Raymond explains in the interview which follows: “The only thing we have are myths and legends. From the stories our parents tell us, to religion, to theoretical science, all the words are really just tales spun for one purpose or another. I thought it would be cool to study a few of these — from Christianity to Paganism, French Canadian Lore to Spanish Folk Tales — in current, daily environments. Why half and quarter? The words never quite tell the whole story. Everyone has to fill in the blanks, add his or her own fears, history, perceptions.”

In the collection, Raymond explores through his narrative poems, appropriated Christian, Celtic, Islamic, Canuck and a variety of folk tales- but always through a fresh, secular and skeptical prism. He reimagines myths & folk allegories to the extent that they become unrecognizable to the contemporary reader. In ‘What the wolf said’, for example, he takes the big bad wolf moral tale and places him in a New Mexico desert where the wolf savagely latches onto the leg bone & soon the rib of the mysterious bone-man.

The cover features a black & white close-up photo by Raymond of a gargoyle he purchased at a yard sale- looking to the heavens in pain- expecting an answer it will never receive. This image bluntly sums up Raymond’s ironic, godless take on existence. 

There are no gods in Raymond’s world. Christianity is largely seen as an outdated and irrelevant institution. The speakers of his poems view religion with disdain and cynicism.

In ‘Littergy’ a lame pun on liturgy, while a boy is waiting for his mother to finish her confessional, he blasphemously tears strips of paper from a hymn book, rolls it into little balls and watches as they ignite in the flames of holy candles. Spurred by glossy ads, a middle-aged couple in ‘They visit’ enter a church, “the stink of incense hangs/ from the walls/ as if nailed there/ centuries back”. They are there to take photos and not for spiritual reasons. In ‘Divinity’ the speaker of the poem catches a cab and notices rosary beads hanging from the rearview mirror. The cabbie drives in a careless manner while talking to him. The speaker sarcastically quips at the end of the poem:

And that JC himself
            is in the passenger seat
            running the ghost break

 The title ‘Stations of Jim’ also ironically highlights the absence of God. As the days unfold for Jim, there is sense of helplessness as he discovers that he has cancer, that there is nothing that is going to save him from a painful and premature death. The title is an obvious parody of the 14 Stations of the Cross- a reference to the sacred paintings & scripture scattered around the inside of Catholic churches to represent the key events in Christ’s passion. Using a clever über structure, ‘Stations of Jim’ is also told in 14 sections but is rather focused on documenting the ordinariness of Jim’s family life, his sentence of cancer and his inevitable descent into suffering and death. 

The poems in the collection also interesting in how they describe an ordinary event like cooking a steak (‘This product has been found to cause cancer’), house cleaning (‘Her meaning of quotidian’), waiting for an airplane to depart (the excellent ‘Snowbird’) or slurping on  soup (the Spanish folk tale ‘La bruja) and make it new- as if it has been experienced for the first time. ‘Soft-boiled’ is my personal favourite:

Soft-boiled

dry leather wrinkles
            at the lips
            under a growl of effort

a butter knife decapitation
            the pure white chunk
            discarded

yolk blood drips
            down the sides
            to drown the little soldiers

these days he can only chew
             the tepid goo

his knuckles hurt
             when he drops the shell
             with the skull
                         into the compost

(reprinted with the poet's permission)
    
There are also some fine portrait poems in the collection. In ‘Ad nauseum’ a mentally ill man from a park bench raves to pedestrians that the “son (sun?) is dying”. In ‘Onward on three legs’ a bent elderly man vows he will “never honour” or look into the eyes of his daughters-in-law who are “waiting to drain him” of his wealth. In ‘The respite home’ AC smells of cat piss but continues to write stories in a defiance of his careers & his approaching pine box. 

Like many of Epic Rites books, there is an underlying dark thread in the collection, that lies in wait just below the surface of everything we do-  a lurking, a some-times expected but certain death. In the powerful fragmented, associative poem ‘Pathetic watches and warnings’, the weather and the everyday event of driving a car are juxtaposed with the telescoped cancer diagnosing, treatment, death & burial of Aunt B. The tone of the poem is deadpan, matter-of-fact- highlighting the commonality and the bleak & utter finality of death:

Pathetic watches and warnings

the sheetmetal threatened
they pulled under an overpass
wondering  how the beefsteak plants would fare
then about Aunt B’s knuckles
swollen as she fought
the aspirin bottle

‘moth ball’ would be a description
on the weather network that night
apt in colour and size
covering the pavement
the odd hailstone plinking
the hood or the trunk

***

‘golf ball’ was the description
on the medical report

the first image that came to mind
was death
             all grim
             all reaper
with one iron
the club even god can’t hit
teed up high
            lined at Aunt B’s head
                        and not a ‘FORE’
                                    to be heard

***

after the meltwater evaporated
under whipping winds
they drove off
thankful their car was untouched
when they passed others
dimpled and dented

***

 tomato juice had spilled
on the marble countertop
pills pebbled on the floor
around her body
            dropped and crumpled
                        cooling by the window

***

rain soaked
             the course was closed for the day
            the plot was easy to dig

no hail
no gusts
no storm

just a procession of freshly washed cars
and a body lowered amidst chatter and platitudes

(published with the permission of the poet)

Death is represented as a certainty but also as an inconvenience to the living in ‘Death brings certainty’ in which an aunt dies intestate. The surviving relatives don’t really give a shit about the deceased. They are more concerned about what they can get out of the dead aunt’s estate for themselves. In a dark, ironic tone, the speaker of the poem shits out the line, “but nothing prepares them/ for the backyard/ unkempt/ ravaged” to have to exert an effort to clean up the property for sale purposes.”

‘Dead End’ provides another original perspective on death. In the poem the battered body of a deceased homeless man is hurriedly removed and safely disposed of to “once again” shield “the coffee shop patrons” from the grim reality of death.

In Raymond’s world things are only partially observed and only temporarily understood. Simple events are not always what they seem to be on the surface. Matter is finely perceived and luminal in increments. The reader is awakened to the ordinary anew and then in a penumbra of inner consciousness, shifts once again.


INTERVIEW WITH R.L. RAYMOND  27 OCTOBER 2013

Q: Can you provide some background detail for your readers on the processes involved in getting Half Myths & Quarter Legends published through Epic Rites Press?

There really wasn’t a process per se. I was introduced to Wolf Carstens at ERP by John Yamrus who’d dug some of my poetry online a few years back. Through talking, exchanging ideas, reading each others stuff, Wolf and I realized that ERP was the perfect home for Half Myths & Quarter Legends. The poems are pared down, to blood and bone, and have a certain darkness based in reality that Wolf respects. It was a dark horse that fit the stable. 

Can you clarify what you mean by your title? 

The only thing we have are myths and legends. From the stories our parents tell us, to religion, to theoretical science, all the words are really just tales spun for one purpose or another. I thought it would be cool to study a few of these — from Christianity to Paganism, French Canadian Lore to Spanish Folk Tales — in current, daily environments. Why half and quarter? The words never quite tell the whole story. Everyone has to fill in the blanks, add his or her own fears, history, perceptions. As for the cover, an image I took, it fit the concept pretty well: a gargoyle, a regular, garden-variety gargoyle, looking up at the heavers in pain. Summed it up. Something mundane, from a yardsale, trying to look like something else, staring up for answer it’ll never get. Ok, that’s deep enough… I just though it looked damn cool. 

Are your stories usually grounded in real experiences?

Love this question. Of course some of the poems are loosely based in reality (“Marbles and skipping ropes” is a nod to my Mother, and “Coyotl” has a ‘real’ base in local news), but mostly, they are made up. People seem to think that ‘poetry’ — their word — always points to catharsis, ‘soul’ searching, capital T ‘Truth.’ That’s crap. Poetry is just the vehicle I’ve chosen to tell stories. And that’s what they are: fictions, made up, artifice and lies. When someone asks “Wow, wasn’t it hard writing about your daughter/son/etc that way?” they can’t believe when I tell them it’s not about me. I’m a writer, not an autobiographer. 

Several of the poems are explicitly connected but is there an overall pattern to the way the collection has been sequenced?

I try to follow a linear chronology that makes narrative sense. Within that, there are ‘sections’ in HM&QL representing different religions and situations. Moreover, if you read Sonofabitch Poems, Weakdays, HM&QL, and the new one, you can find long overarcs. It’s important to have voice, and to have cohesiveness inside a collection and inside a body of work. I can’t stand ‘collections’ that seem to be a jumble of poems or thoughts without connection. Maybe it’s the formalist in me, or the inherent mathematician — I like patterns. 

Where do your poems come from? 

Poems or stories all stem, for me, from an image. Maybe something I spotted or overheard, something tucked back in the ether of my subconscious. But it's always something concrete. 


(published with the permission of the poet) 

"To Vagary" came from a backyard rustle one day. A squirrel (probably) that became somewhat Lovecraftian. Nothing more to it for me. For a reader, I hope it invokes a feeling from childhood, or maybe a place he or she was in but shouldn't have been. 

In writing poetry what do set out to do? 

That's easy: tell a story that makes the reader laugh, cringe, feel or think. A story worthy of a reread. 

How would you describe your writing style?

Describing your own style is tough and sometimes comes off as pompous. I'll throw a couple of words out there that I think work: simple, pared down, narrative, formalist, imagist. Of course I'm a writer and I make stuff up, so take it all with a grain of salt. 

Do you have set routine each day for writing?

Can't say that I have the discipline I'd like to have. I probably do take notes and pictures and jot down points daily. When it comes to putting it all together, I wait until I have a pretty complete story in mind and I write it down. Luckily, I can usually pull off piece quickly without needing incessant rewrites. I've been known to spit out a poem in the first draft. Not always but often enough. That's the beauty of writing down notes and ideas all the time. And I take a lot of pictures. 

What advice would you offer talented young writers?

Read. Read more. Write. Edit. Edit more. Find something interesting to say and say it in your own voice. There are so many people writing in a style that is so blah that it's impossible to identify the writer. Develop your own "thing" your "schtick" and nourish it. Copy folks while you learn; copy no one when you write. And I can't say it enough: don't be boring. A good fart joke is better than a bad poem. 

I enjoy reading the e-books on PigeonBike. Whats the background to the latest Trees or Jobs? (2013): http://www.scribd.com/doc/150431112/Trees-or-Jobs

There is a woodlot in my city, with a wetland, that is slated for development. A lot of people, including local poets and writers, want the development stopped. My issue is more pragmatic: what are they putting up? Big box stores and more crap we don’t need. We need jobs in this city (London, Ontario) and industry that will attract new people, new skills, new jobs. In my opinion, the proposed project would not only destroy the woodlot, but would bring no meaningful advantage. That is my issue. And instead of just jawing about it, or writing a poem that no one will read, I decided to put together the broadside, and the electronic version. A city councillor brought it to council, others were posted, given to libraries, etc. I wanted to do something concrete, not just artistic. So I put my money, design, and a piece behind it. I’m not an activist, but I want my opinion heard. The whole project is still up in the air. 

I notice that your book publishing wing of PigeonBike is now sleeping. Whats the latest? Do you intend publishing again in the foreseeable future?

The pigeon is sleeping and the bike’s put away. I have no immediate or even mid-term plans for PigeonBike right now. I’m proud of what we did to this point. I know in the future I’ll probably resurrect it again, but for now, I’m letting it rest its weary feathers. I’m focusing on my writing.

Do you have any up & coming projects?

I’m currently looking for a home for my latest poetry collection “Needle shadows through the pines.” Although it continues the ‘narrative’ arc I’ve set out to tell, the collection also dives a little deeper into the man vs woman vs nature / pathetic fallacy realm. Some fun ‘stories’ in there, as well as some dark ones people have come to expect.
Aside from poetry, I’ve been resharpening my fiction pencil. I’ve written a few stories, some floating around in submission land, others waiting for a home in print that I am not at liberty to disclose at this time. I’ve decided to take the next logical step: add a little flesh to the themes and images from my poetry, all to expand them and give them more life. Somewhere, buried in my notes, is a novel, or at least a collection of short stories.
And I’m taking lots of pictures…

RLR

Bio:

R L Raymond lives and writes in London, Ontario, Canada. He holds a Master's Degree in English Literature from the University of Western Ontario. With poetry, fiction, photography, and painting, Raymond just tells stories. Read his narratives in three poetry collections, and in dozens of literary publications around the world. For more information: www.RLRaymond.ca 

Collections:
Sonofabitch Poems - PigeonBike Press
Weakdays - Corrupt Press
Half Myths & Quarter Legends - Epic Rites Press