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The Eagle is Back!

Summer of 1996. On a summer afternoon, while strolling down St.Mark's Place, towards First Avenue, I picked up a cassette tape from a street vendor. What brought the cassette to my attention was the cover photo that reminded me of the darkly lit Spanish portraits that I was often encountering at the Met and the Frick etc. Around this time, I was buying cheap cassettes and playing them on my new secondhand audio set(CoralSpeakers, RadioShackAmp etc.) while painting at this huge, well lit space that I was temporarily occupying. (PS: My apologies to the gentle artists who allowed me the use of the space and then regretted for a good reason! I hope to make it all up to you♡) The cassette was priced at 4 dollars, which was way beyond the norm. A recreation of the vendor's table. But the vendor looked sincere, so I didn't haggle. ...

Parsifal

https://youtu.be/WLw-QIbCDkg parsifal 1985 . Throughout the 70s and into the early 80s, a new wave of German filmmakers brought new audiences to the art houses in towns like New York and San Francisco. Top sensation among them was Hans-Jurgen Syberberg. He highlighted the historical issues haunting the postwar Germany in films like Our Hitler, Ludwig The Virgin King, and Confessions Of Winifried Wagner. In Parsifal of 1982, he ignited on screen an exciting clash between the two powerful art forms. The motion picture and the Opera. The choice between the sentimental, heart wrending pleas of Wagner's music, and the vivid, beautiful displays of magical transformations that promisses much visual pleasure. I wonder what Wagner himself would have done to enhance his "TOAL WORK OF ART" with the visual magic that are possible now. Enjoy~ Parsifal Bayreuth All C...

Save Sarah Vaughan!

The Corona pandemic brought changes. A glance meant a plea of don't move, stay right there. Suspicious patina of grey seemed to cover the buildings and the pavements and finally the innocent people as well. In spite of danger I walked into a newly opened secondhand record/book store one afternoon. And came across a couple of Sarah Vaughan cds. I first heard her distinct voice through a blurry, damaged black and white tv set many many years before. The program was recorded in the latter part of her life, mercilessly exposing her physical and musical deterioration on stage. Watching her in this extreme situation was a shock to me and I couldn't go near her music until that day. On the rack was a CD(SarahVaughanBallads from SOLDORE), with the cover photo featuring her girlish, shiny self in vivid reincarnation. Nearby shelf was SarahVaughanBalladsCD (fromGalaxy) . Between these two albums, recorded in the 40s and the 50s, th...

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