Thanks!

As well-worn editorial conventions go, the thanks-on-Thanksgiving formula ranks up there with rewrites of “A Visit from St. Nicholas” come Dec. 24. Nevertheless, it seems an apt way to ask our growing ranks what debts they owe our youth and the history we share.

Months ago, we had an interesting discussion about how our early days informed our adult careers. We’ve also explored what the person you were in 1983 would make of the 2008 model.

I’ll say it again: Collaborating creatively with all of you … making do on the cheap and despite official disapproval … taught me at least as many skills I use today as I ever got from my (fine) formal education. For better or worse — and I say “better” — I’m the person I am today because of the all-too-brief time we spent together. Thanks!

All these years later, who or what makes you thankful about those times?

Peers who made it

Here’s a topic that could spin in a few different directions: Many musicians from our circle have made wonderful sounds since our 1980s salad days. … Considerably fewer have made some money in the process. … But I don’t believe any of us hit the commercial jackpot in the music industry.

The wheels of that industry continued to turn, however, and musicians of our approximate age and subcultural pedigree did make it big in the late ’80s and early ’90s. (To start the ball rolling, I’ll throw out three names from our native time zone: Nirvana, Sublime and the Red Hot Chili Peppers.)

I know these big, commercial acts traveled many miles from our DIY roots (and from most of our musical discussions here). But that’s the point: What do you consider musical success, and do you hear echoes of our own aspirations in these huge revenue engines of decades past?

The Casbah turns 20!

(Dean Curtis hails a major anniversary for a San Diego institution.)

The Casbah — live since 1989In 1988, I finally got serious about a higher education. I previously tried college at SDSU in 1980/81 but it interfered with my social life and record-buying fund, so I dropped out. (I hated SDSU anyway.) But in 1988 I packed up the 1967 VW van, and me and my girlfriend Michelle headed off for Humboldt State University, after a fine summer living in the van and beach-combing up the California coast.

Soon after I left San Diego, the Casbah was opened by legendary San Diego show promoter Tim Mays (who with Laura Frasier operated the Skeleton Club in the late ’70s, and with Peter Verbrugge and Bob Bennett opened the Pink Panther in 1986).

Since he started the Casbah in 1989 (before moving it in 1994 down the street to its current location on Kettner and Laurel), Mays has also opened some great restaurants, including the Turf Club and Starlite.

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The Morlocks: “My Friend the Bird”

(Morlocks drummer Mark Mullen comes through with the video goods.)

Detail: Leighton Koizumi, Morlocks, 1986 (collection Mark Mullen)This was a show we did at The Stone on Broadway in San Francisco in 1986 with Jordan Tarlow from the Fuzztones on rhythm guitar. It’s a 23-year-old VHS tape, so no complaining. I believe we did a real wild show somewhere the night before, so this was a little lackluster for The Morlocks.

The Morlocks are really a myth, cult, fantasy and intrigue to a lot of people across the US and around the world. I wish they all could have experienced the many great shows we put on, but that’s not the case. I wish I had excellent video footage of these times for everyone to see. This was a wild, wild time, and not much survived from the era. (I challenge anyone out there to cough up any footage if you have it.)

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Rockin’ Dogs around town

Detail: Rockin’ Dogs/Noise 292; Saigon Palace; Feb. 10, 1984 (collection Lori Stalnaker-Bevilacqua)A long-sought contribution from recent blog arrival Lori Stalnaker-Bevilacqua: a flyer that puts a date (Feb. 10, 1984) to the legendary Saigon Palace gig featuring the Rockin’ Dogs and Noise 292.

This show (which found Sam Wilson covering all Rockin’ Dogs vocals while Dave Ellison recuperated from laryngitis and 17-year-old Wendell Kling evading ID inspection in the men’s room until Noise 292’s appearance) was also photographed by Ms. Stalnaker-Bevilacqua. But this is the first time we’ve been able to put it on the calendar. Mystery solved — thanks, Lori!

Detail: Rockin’ Dogs/Ripsaws/Jimmy & the Vandals; Headquarters; July 29. 1983 (collection Lori Stalnaker-Bevilacqua)Bonus artifact: an ad featuring a July 29, 1983, appearance by the Rockin’ Dogs at the Headquarters (with the Ripsaws and Jimmy & the Vandals). I’m afraid I didn’t catch this show; the Answers, Noise 292 and Hair Theatre were playing the Che Cafe that night.

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Sympathy for the ’70s

"Good Times" cast photo“Perhaps another thread for ’70s appreciation is in order, too,” writes Ray Brandes of yesterday’s post focused on the darkest aspects of our formative years.

Toby Gibson concurs: “While my dark, apocalyptic views of the ’70s (and my gritty black-and-white memories) seem negative, I wish I could go back for so many things that are gone now, and to get away from so many things that are just WAY worse.”

Let’s accentuate the positive! Many of us idolized the ’60s, but most of us spent the majority of our minority in the ’70s. What memories of the era warm you up when the modern world seems cold?

Traumatic ’70s madness

Blackberrying CNN on the ride in to work, I learned that next week marks the 30th anniversary of the mass murder-suicide of 909 Americans who’d followed Jim Jones from California into the jungles of Guyana.

It got me thinking (again) that there was a lot of really horrible stuff happening when most of us were in secondary school — much of it in California in general or San Diego in particular.

Mods at Mount Soledad, Ski Beach

Detail: Mods at Ski Beach (Elker, Erik) (collection Elker deMello)Veteran scooterist Elker deMello has answered Mike McCarthy’s recent contribution of scooter-rally cheesecake with his own trove of photographs from outdoor gatherings of the San Diego mod tribes, including his own Dancing Skeletons.

Detail: Mods at Mount Soledad (collection Elker deMello)This batch from the Elker deMello Archives comprises photography from the very same Mount Soledad rally Mike documented along with some great shots of our mod friends congregating alongside the volleyball players at Ski Beach.

Detail: Mods at Ski Beach (Andy’s Lambretta) (collection Elker deMello)Detail: Mods at Ski Beach (Charly) (collection Elker deMello)Detail: Mods at Ski Beach (Elker, Mark, Erik) (collection Elker deMello)Detail: Mods at Ski Beach (collection Elker deMello)Detail: Mods at Mount Soledad (collection Elker deMello)
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Hair Theatre: “What Should I Say”

Detail: Hair Theatre video ca. 1984More Hair Theatre on YouTube, this time ca. 1984 with Paul Allen on lead guitar.

This video portrays the second major phase of what would prove to be the Che Underground’s longest-running group, enduring into the ’90s. (This is also the lineup that recorded the classic MP3s we’ve shared so far on the blog.)

When I first encountered Hair Theatre in July 1983, it was a four-piece with Howard Palmer on drums. By the end of the year, Howard had ceded the drum stool to Steve Broach, and Paul had added his guitar to Cesar Castillo’s.

Hearing “What Should I Say” after 25 years is another Proustian revelation to me; the tight songwriting and machine-gun delivery cuts through the murk of the video and taps wellsprings of love and admiration for this band.

Can anyone identify the venue? And who’s the young lady with the pink hair gyrating in the front row?

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My rockin’ Sweet 16

(Miss Kristi Maddocks takes one step beyond childhood with a heavy, heavy monster party. Pick it up, pick it up!)

Detail: Kristi Maddocks’ Sweet 16 party, 1982 (collection Kristi Maddocks)Before there was MTV, princesses all over the world celebrated their teenage years with fabulous Sweet 16 birthday parties. Although by that time I was a child of the Che Underground, celebrating this rite of passage was an excuse to throw a wonderful party, as well as an old family tradition that I could not pass up.

When I turned 16 in 1982, the Headquarters and Distillery East were my favorite hangouts. I spent my days playing volleyball and studying at Torrey Pines High School, and hung out with the mod/punk/surfer clique known as “The Scrubboes.” In the evenings I was out dancing with my friends from UC, La Jolla, PB and downtown. It only made sense that my ska-theme birthday party included kids from both walks of life!

Detail: Kristi Maddocks’ Sweet 16 party (collection Kristi Maddocks)Detail: Kristi Maddocks’ Sweet 16 party, 1982 (collection Kristi Maddocks)Detail: Kristi Maddocks’ Sweet 16 party, 1982 (collection Kristi Maddocks)Detail: Kristi Maddocks’ Sweet 16 party, 1982 (collection Kristi Maddocks)Detail: Kristi Maddocks’ Sweet 16 party (collection Kristi Maddocks)

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