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Moose Turd Pie

I came across Utah Phillips’ magnificent story, “Moose Turd Pie” on the YouTube machine. Do you know it? If now, better take a few minutes and give it a listen. It’s one of my fave stories ever…..

Since we’re on the subject of the late U. Utah Phillips, Golden Voice of the Great Southwest, here’s his lovely song about a man in love with a train – Phoebe Snow. This was on a record that came out in the early 70s called Good Though. I used to have it on vinyl. I might have worn it right out.

Here’s one more, as Utah talks about running for President…

Utah Phillips also wrote one of the most beautiful tunes I know about getting old, The Goodnight Loving Trail. Here’s a lovely version by Sara Grey and Kieron Means. Ian Tyson also did a great version, and so did Joe Ely and also Tom Waits.

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Meet the other Eugene Knapik

Eugene Knapik 1913-1983

Eugene Knapik 1913-1983

I was named after my father’s older brother Eugene, who usually went by Gene. My dad was born in 1917 and Gene was born in 1913. Gene was born in Toronto (I believe my dad was born in Montreal), but my father’s side of the family came up from the United States, where, as my father told me, my grandpa played violin in “pit bands” in Chicago, made and repaired violins, and in a whole other side to his life, was in the glove-making business.

Most of my dad’s family played music. My dad played clarinet and sax, Eugene played violin and viola, I believe Billy played cello and my Uncle Harold was a piano prodigy. Uncle Eugene learned violin-making from Grandpa Louie. Maybe others in the family played as well – I’m not sure.

Gene moved to the United states as a young man. Gene and Harold married sisters Eleanor and Virginia. Gene moved to Chicago with Eleanor and Harold and Virginia moved to New York, then Paris, then back to New York (that’s a whole other story). Gene worked as a violin repairman in the Wurlitzer shop, where he met Kenneth Warren Sr. Later, after serving in the military, Gene worked with Kenneth “Bud” Warren Jr at the Kenneth Warren firm after World War II.

I should say that I knew little of Uncle Gene’s life in America, but found out more several months ago. I had watched on YouTube an interview with one of my favourite musicians, David Bromberg, in which he mentioned that he had become an authority on American-made violins, and in fact owned a shop dealing in violins and violin repairs. I decided to write to Mr. Bromberg at his shop to see if he knew of Uncle Gene’s instruments. Mr. Bromberg kindly wrote me back, saying that while he wasn’t familiar with Uncle Gene’s instruments, he was familiar with his name, having heard it on various occasions at the Kenneth Warren shop in Chicago. Mr. Bromberg passed on an email address, which put me in touch with Elaine Warren, who generously put together a package of information about Uncle Gene for me, including the picture above, pictures of Uncle Gene’s instruments and Aunt Eleanor’s sculptures, and photos of Kenneth Warren Jr in the Knapik home.

Gene and Eleanor lived in an apartment at Michigan Avenue and Roosevelt Boulevard, which is now occupied by the Columbia Condo Association. I learned that they had a cat, and that they were gourmet cooks. Gene and Eleanor moved to Chesterton Indiana to the original homestead of the Graham family after whom the Graham Woods subdivision was named. They had some acreage there, near the East Arm of the Little Calumet River. Mrs Warren recalled they had a huge cooking range in the house. Elanor was known for tiny pies she backed using wild grapes from their land. She also recalled Eleanor’s visual art displayed in their home.

Gene played in a string quartet with another violinmaker from the Warren shop, Ole Steffen Dahl, who also moved to Chesterton. After Gene’s death, Eleanor donated the contents of his workshop to the Stringed Instrument Repair Program at Indiana University that originated under Ole Dahl and has continued under the direction of Thomas Sparks. My uncle’s instruments were noted especially for his using linseed oil as a varnishing ingredient. As well as violins and violas, Gene also made cellos based on the “Lord Aylesford” Stradivari once used by the famous cellist Janos Starker.

I may have met my uncle when I was a young boy but I don’t remember doing so. A couple years before his death, my parents visited Gene and Eleanor in Chesterton. I understand at that time, Uncle Gene was quite ill. I’m thankful to have connected with Elaine Warren, who was able to give me a little bit of insight into my dad’s brother, after whom I was named. They’re all gone now, my father and his sister and all his brothers, but they’ve left some pretty interesting stories, and I’m sure it was from them that I received my own love of music.

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Ways of the World – new paintings at Yumart opening Saturday afternoon

Fortunately, these days I paint with oils – impasto paint built up over time in layers. I say fortunately because I stopped painting for my upcoming exhibition early in the year to allow for plenty of drying time – meaning my exhibition was ready to go well before I messed up my ankle! I’m also very fortunate to have some great friends who have taken care of putting on the hanging hardware and delivering the paintings to the gallery – Stan and Scott, thanks so much for your help!

Once again I’m showing at Yumart, which is located at 101 Spadina, just below Adelaide, east side, second floor (here in Toronto for readers from elsewhere). The opening reception is Saturday afternoon, April 11, 2:00 to 5:00. I’ll be there, keeping my broken ankle safely out of harm’s way. If you have a chance, stop by and say hi.

Whiskey Before Breakfast

Whiskey Before Breakfast

The exhibition is called Ways of the World. Since my last show in May of 2014, I created a new series of 16 smallish paintings. I painted these while listening to a steady diet of fiddle and banjo tunes, and in fact the title of the exhibition and the titles of several of the paintings come directly from the Old Time music tradition (as some of you know, I’ve been immersing myself in this music in an effort to learn to play clawhammer banjo). It shouldn’t be surprising then, that some of these paintings are light-hearted, rollicking and joyful, while others are darker and melancholy.

Throughout, I worked on several paintings at once in my little basement studio. At different times I removed some and added others to the mix allowing the ideas in various paintings to inform one another in all kinds of ways. All these works were painted in sessions several days to a week apart. As usual, they’re all improvisational. I don’t make any drawings or plans for these things – drawing is painting is thinking.

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Time for some button accordion music….

It’s been a while since I’ve posted button accordion music here. This morning I’d like to feature Yves Lambert. A few years ago we were lucky enough to enjoy M. Lambert and his group at the International Accordion Festival in San Antonio. He is a wonderful player and performer. Here’s a more recent taste…

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Power outage….followed by snow

At suppertime yesterday, the guys demolishing the house over at #2 took out some power lines with a pop, knocking out power for at least the lower portion of 27th Street. The Hydro folks came out for a look very quickly, followed by a repair truck, and they had the power back on again in a couple hours.IMG_3366

Before the power came back on, persistent fluffy snowflakes started lofting down. We didn’t get a lot of snow, just enough to say, there, it’s April and everything is covered with a fresh coat of the white stuff. Just a couple hours earlier, Tuffy P was out in the front garden working on some spring garden clean-up. Spring will come…but not yet.

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The Nite Owl in Long Branch

I’ve been pretty much cooped up in the house since I messed up my ankle on March 9. Today, Tuffy P suggested it was high time I got myself cleaned up, so I hobbled out of the house and into the Tuffy-mobile and was promptly delivered me to The Nite Owl for a haircut. This barber shop, on Lakeshore Blvd in Long Branch, was closed for a decade and opened up early this year as an old school barber shop of the first order. I didn’t have an appointment, but was able to get a cut after a 20 minute wait – next time I’ll book online.

I left with the best haircut ever at a fair price – feeling like a million bucks.  The Nite Owl is a great addition to the Long Branch community. Recommended.

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Orfeo

Sleep last night was limited by my inability to put down Orfeo, the 2014 novel by Richard Powers. What an unusual, imaginative and engaging read!

Peter Els is a 70 year old, retired music composer. After a career in which he has consistently challenged boundaries, Els has set up a home micro-biology lab, seeking to embed music files in bacteria cells. This curious activity attracts the attention of Homeland Security and when Els panics and runs he achieves media fame as the ‘Biotech Bach’.

A fugitive, Els takes us back through his past and we learn more about his musical ideas, his creative spirit, his life and loves. I am not familiar with much of the music Els references, but that is no stumbling block. I appreciated his restless creative energy and willingness to devote so much time and energy to making music for a highly limited audience.

Orfeo is a wonderful novel. Highly recommended.

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House Down

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At 7:30 this morning, the heavy equipment rolled up and started to bash down the house at 2 Twenty Seventh, across the street and a little south of our place. This house has been empty for quite some time. The property was bought by someone who decided it was a good idea to sever the lot into two long narrow lots and crowd in two tall, long, narrow homes. This developer was able to get the severance passed at Committee of Adjustment and OMB even though it represents intensification in this neighbourhood and a striking character shift. This has led to other properties in the immediate area being sold to others looking to mine for Long Branch gold.

The big problem as I see it is there is no planning process to guide changes in Long Branch at this critical time. We’re seeing a lot of older folks selling and the developers are snapping up all the 50 foot lots, eager to slice and dice. Each application is treated on it’s own at Committee of Adjustment and the OMB. We need a process that looks at the changing community, that has representation from the community as well as politicos and developers and so on. Instead, the developers make their applications, hire their lawyers and agents and architects and so on, and those of us who are directly affected do our best to band together and make our arguments as strongly as possible.

The current process simply does not serve the City well. We need a fresh look at development in Toronto so we can finally stop making the same mistakes over and over and over and over. I think it’s time for the City to manage this, time to cut the OMB out of the deal. I challenge our new Mayor and our City Councillors to show some leadership and imagination and make some positive change happen. .

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Ankle Update

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I was back to see my surgeon today and I’m happy to report that my ankle is healing well, although I will be hobbling about on crutches for some time. As well, it will be quite a while before I do any driving, since it is my right leg in the cast. All those white lines in the photo of my X-Ray are screws holding me together. The smaller white lines on each side are the staples along the incisions. The surgeon had to go in on both sides, and as well as the screws, he had to sew up some ligaments.

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I also got a new fiberglass cast today, which is much lighter than the plaster cast they put on after surgery. I go back to see the surgeon again in 4 weeks and we’ll go from there.