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Tambourine Man: Gene Clark – Part 9

Drew Hubner

Roger White showed up in Champaign on his motorcycle, a good thing. Gene played all the new songs in a semi-fugue state. Like he was all alone up there, singing, testifying before God. photograph by Ted Barron Gene s...

“Burning Bush”, directed by Agnieszka Holland – Review

Franklin Mount

I saw this movie (originally a three part Czech television miniseries directed by the Polish director, Agnieszka Holland, now being shown in two parts at Film Forum) on Sunday. I bought my ticket in advance, not that there w...

Tambourine Man: Gene Clark – Part 8

Drew Hubner

For the rest of the show, Gene Clark pitched in with the others. They just had their guitars and used whatever PA was available. They sang to one mike like some old fashioned country round up. They had to go back to their...

Tambourine Man: Gene Clark – Part 7

Drew Hubner

Gene Clark released his first solo album more than a year and a half after Eight Miles High. He recorded it with some of LA’s best session musicians including Leon Russell, Glen Campbell and Clarence White, all of whom we...

Tambourine Man: Gene Clark – Part 6

Drew Hubner

We got our tickets, went up the escalator to find our platform. The buses were so behind by now, getting dark outside as 4:30 turned to six pm. I had to go to the bathroom really bad. Never has a room smelled as bad as th...

Tambourine Man: Gene Clark – Part 5

Drew Hubner

The flurries turned to big wet lazy falling snowflakes that we caught on our tongues as we walked. Diz lit a bone, hit it and passed it to me. The next thing I knew we were walking up on Broadway and I was looking at all t...

Tambourine Man: Gene Clark – Part 4

Drew Hubner

Dad was awake and talking a mile a minute. He saw us and waved his cigarette and the ash fell off. He came out of the truck and gave us both a hug. I’m proud of you guys he said. For what? Hey we’re all still ali...

Memory – New Translation of Pushkin’s Poem

Jenny Wade

Воспоминание Когда для смертного умолкнет шумный день И на немые стогны града Полупрозрачная наляжет н�...

Tambourine Man: Gene Clark – Part 3

Drew Hubner

Dad's bread truck was the perfect cover. Parked on 7th Street, east of Ave B and Tompkins Park nodding out at the steering wheel. I gave him an hour. From the length of the ash on his cigarette, I could tell he wasn’t ...

Tambourine Man: Gene Clark – Part 2: No Other Tour

Drew Hubner

Mom had tawny hair and blue eyes and for the whole of her bar career guys fell in love with her. I think she modeled her life in some way after Tombstone. She used to cry when she saw it, and John Wayne asked Ma...