The Hugh Beaumont Experience, featuring King Vitamin on the skin. (where is Mike Carroll to set that cymbal stand back up?) The dirty old Ritz Theater, July, 1982.
More Tri-X-Noise! From the darkroom last night:
Husker Du. Greg Norton in his native environment (mid-air), 7/2/82, at the Ritz Theater, Austin. This night was a “welcome back Big Boys from the California tour”, and a record release for Fun Fun Fun. With CH 3, The Dicks and The Offenders also on the bill. Ah the good old Ritz— the stage was a recycling center for empty Budweiser cans.
Just got my new darkroom dialed in tonight and pulled the first print here.
D. Boon, 1983. Hit me if you want to get a print of this one. billdaniel.net.
Our Changing Texas Landscape,
today: Gilley’s Club.
Having relocated to Pasadena a couple weeks ago, thoughts turned, quite naturally, to Gilley’s Club, the honkey tonk “made famous” (was already famous) by the 1890 film Urban Cowboy. With the help of a local guide who had snuck into Gilley’s as a youth, we located the original site of the now-gone Gilley’s, and found a giant empty field with nothing left but the concrete footings of the sign.
I thought this would make a perfect site for another installment of my Trespass Cinema, where I screen films in environments particular to their content. One time it was the documentary Drive-In Blues, by Jan Krawitz, projected on 16mm onto the screen of the abandoned Gemini Drive-In, with electricity stolen from a billboard. The final scene of the documentary was shot right there at the Gemini, 15 years earlier. Trans Ams! Bruce Lee Webband Ruby le Rouge were at the show, they can back that up.
Anyway, so this empty pasture in Pasadena, that was once the site of 20 years of crazy Texas bar room legend stuff, would be the perfect place to clandestinely screen Urban Cowboy. The Gilley’s site is a short bike ride from my studio, so today I moesyed over there again to scope it out, and darn it, just one week later the place has been tore up by bulldozers and is getting developed.
Weel, that’s Our Texas Landscape, “It’s Always Changing” (getting worse).