Patrick Works | The Che Underground

The kid stays in the picture

January 1, 2011November 6, 2008 by Mmrothenberg

(Hair Theatre guitarist Paul Allen describes one photograph’s journey.)

This is one of 4 photos, as I recall, that [Hair Theatre vocalist] Sergio had given me before I moved to San Francisco in February 1989. I think Laura Swapp took them. I couldn’t tell you where we were playing. Like most of the clubs back then, the predominant color is black.

In the spring of 1992 I moved on a whim (the morning after the night I decided to go, after staying up all night) to New Orleans. Having prepared little, I ended up in an apartment with no furniture, stove or fridge. I’d turn on the light at night to find a virtual colony of roaches, beetles and crickets all scurrying for this giant hole in the closet floor. At this point I was so broke I was living on peanut butter & jelly and Thunderbird (a fifth chilled for $2.59!).

I entrusted a friend back in S.F. to sell my amp, stereo, books and records. The deal was he would keep 40 percent and send me 60 percent.

R.I.P. Joshua Patrick Ford … my brother

January 1, 2011June 25, 2008 by patrick works

(A remembrance of E Street and its denizens by Patrick Works.)
Hey there, folks … Jeff Lucas finally logging on and his (very kind, thank you) comments on my old house on E Street makes me think of all of you who lived and loved there within its walls.

I’d rather not mourn a place, but celebrate its memory by sharing those memories with you … and ironically enough my most vivid memories are a bit mournful, as about nine years ago I lost my youngest brother Josh, and I think of him a lot.

Every picture tells a story

January 1, 2011May 31, 2008 by Mmrothenberg

The Cyndie Jaynes photo collection poses a curatorial challenge: There’s so much marvelous stuff here, it’s hard to decide how to slice and dice it.

Here’s another set of portraits designed to tickle the Proustian memory banks of anyone circulating in this corner of the early-’80s San Diego underground. Plus, they’re lovely photos in their own right. Help fill in the narrative blanks!