Showing posts with label RIP. Show all posts
Showing posts with label RIP. Show all posts

Tuesday, October 11, 2011

Frank Kameny Passes Away Today...October 11th

In his long life he took on the Nazis, the USA Civil Service, the Pentagon, the FBI, the medical establishment, & the police. Mostly he won, & so did gay Americans.

Frank Kameny was one of the first few gay Americans to refuse to be ashamed of his sexual orientation & he did it in a very public way. Kameny was paramount in changing the perception & the promotion of gay people. Years before Stonewall, he was picketing in front of the White House. In 1971, he ran as an openly gay candidate for D.C.'s non-voting seat in Congress. He gave us the phrase ''Gay is Good'' in 1968, when homosexuality & shame were partners.

Born & raised in NYC, Kameny saw combat as an Army soldier in WW2 in Europe. After the war, Kameny gained a doctorate degree in astronomy from Harvard University.

He went to work as an astronomer for the US Army map service in the 1950s & was fired after authorities discovered he was a homo. Kameny fought the firing & appealed his case to the U.S. Supreme Court, becoming the first known gay person to file a gay-related case before the high court. The Supreme Court upheld the lower court ruling against Kameny & declined to hear the case, but Kameny’s decision to appeal the case through the court system motivated him to become a lifelong advocate for LGBT equality. This week, the US Supreme Court refused to hear a case from Louisiana on gay people adopting children.

Kameny understood that we must keep working. In August, 1961 Kameny & Jack Nichols co-founded the Mattachine Society of Washington,the organization that embrassed aggressive action for gay & lesbian civil rights. In 1963 the group was the subject of Congressional hearings over its right to solicit funds.



Kameny’s collected papers have transferred to the archive at the Library of Congress. He & lesbian activist Barbara Gittings were the first recipients of the American Psychiatric Association's John M. Fryer, M.D., Award, recognizing their contribution to battle against that association’s earlier homophobia. In 2006, the Human Rights Campaign presented him with the National Capital Area Leadership Award. In February 2009, Kameny’s home in Washington was designated as an Historic Landmark by the District of Columbia’s Historic Preservation Review Board. The Smithsonian Institution includes Kameny's picket signs carried in front of the White House in 1965, in the Smithsonian exhibit Treasures of American History. The Smithsonian now has 12 of the original picket signs carried by gay & lesbian Americans the first ever White House demonstration for gay rights.

KAMENY: “We certainly have come further than we ever could have dreamed. & I don't think anybody could have ever imagined where we'd be. I simply didn't expect to see where we're at. But it has increasingly elicited a backlash from the conservatives. They are rigidly & nastily anti-gay. I always find it very useful in arguing with them to wrap myself in the American flag & say that as a gay veteran of World War II combat I didn't come back here for second-class citizenship. They are fighting for all they're worth. Ultimately, I think we'll win because we're right & they're wrong. But it's going to take awhile. There is still a good deal of a fight ahead of us for the coming years. The battle is not over, but at this point we have a good, solid base. Things change.”



Frank Kemeny left us today for the great disco in the sky. Thank you, Frank! You were brave during a time when being brave was brave. We owe you so much.

Sunday, July 24, 2011

Back To Black: Reflections On The Exit Of Amy Winehouse From Center Stage

Back to Black is a very nearly perfect piece of pop. It is the very last album that I bought in CD format & the very last album that I listened to as an album, songs in the order chosen by the artists & producer. This album was on continual repeat on the stereo system at Post Apocalyptic Bohemia for most of 2006, one of the best years of my considerable life. Rehab was my anthem that summer.


"They tried to make me go to rehab," wails Amy Winehouse on the opening track & first single from her 2nd & final album Back to Black. It's not typical pop song pablum, but Winehouse was not a typical pop singer. Winehouse held a reluctance to embrace the monotonous realities of overproduced, hip-hop inspired 21st century pop music. I thought of Winehouse as the new Dinah Washington. She sang about her problems, but she won't give a shit what you think of them. I appreciate that.

Winehouse, was soul, jazz, & blues with a bottle of booze. She gave tribute to their influences, with Winehouse's lyrics featuring shout-outs to Ray Charles, Donny Hathaway, & her producer, Mark Ronson.

Winehouse's sound was soul, girl group, jazz music & grownup, she imbued her music with a surprisingly genuine soulfulness.

Ronson's production provides a lot of Back In Black's wit: The old school sound of Me & Mr. Jones  juxtapositioned with the lyric:"What kind of fuckery is this?", another of my mantras from summer 2006. How could I ever resist her perfect pop sound coupled with profane interjections like: "He left no time to regret/ Kept his dick wet" are only an occasional thing as she travels a well-worn lyrical path to both clinical & romantic rehabilitation.

Songs like Love Is a Losing Game are full of regret, even if Winehouse won't wallow in self-pity. In Wake Up Alone, she lets a former boyfriend know delicately that her the night sweats:"make me drip for him tonight".

Winehouse was blessed a brassy voice that transformed mundane sentiments into powerful statements. She was heartbroken, but she used the ache like the ruthless recipient of resentful hurt.

Her talent stopped me dead in my listening tracks. I wasn't surprised by her passing, but I was sad. I would have wished for another Winehouse opus... just one more.

 
He left no time to regret
Kept his dick wet
With his same old safe bet
Me & my head high

& my tears dry
Get on without my guy
You went back to what you knew
So far removed from all that we went through

& I tread a troubled track
My odds are stacked
I'll go back to black

We only said good-bye with words
I died a hundred times
You go back to her
& I go back to...

I go back to us
I love you much
It's not enough
You love blow & I love puff
& life is like a pipe
& I'm a tiny penny rolling up the walls inside

We only said goodbye with words 
I died a hundred times
You go back to her
& I go back to
Black, black, black, black, black, black, black,
I go back to
I go back to


We only said good-bye with words
I died a hundred times
You go back to her
& I go back to
& I go back to black

Winehouse
2006




Thursday, September 17, 2009

RIP...Mary Travers


1936-2009

Her voice made me cry, even as a child, or especially as a child.






"Take your place on The Great Mandala
As it moves through your brief moment of time.
Win or lose now you must choose now
& if you lose you're only losing your life. "

Wednesday, August 26, 2009

RIP




"He changed the circumstances of 10s of millions of Americans. Literally." Joe Biden
Today our country lost one of the greatest legislators in our history. Edward M. Kennedy was an extremely affective senator for his state of Massachusetts, & he was a great friend to the disenfranchised, poor, women & minorities including gay people. He was truly the LION OF THE SENATE. He will be missed. I love the picture of the 3 Kennedy Brothers. I like to think of them as together again.

Dominick Dunne's diary, published in Vanity Fair from 1984- 2008, was one of my favorite reads. His glimpses into the lives of the rich & famous & his first hand accounts of famous trials including the Menendez Brothers, William Kennedy Smith & Phil Spector made for riveting reading. He did profiles for the magazine of Robert Mapelthorpe, Elizabeth Taylor & Warren Beatty, among many, many others. He wrote numerous novels & collections of essays & he produced plays, TV & movies. At one point in his life his use of drugs & alcohol & his life in Hollywood became unmanageable & he moved & lived alone in a cabin in the woods of Oregon, where he got sober & started writing again at age 50. His son Griffin is an actor, director & producer. Another son Alex lives here in Portland. The picture is of him with his brother writer John Gregory Dunne, his sister-in-law writer Joan Didion & son Griffin.