Curatorial :: Big Shay feat. Cashew – Lows to Highs (2012)

A few years back, Krang played a house party in Strathcona. A hardcore band opened, then we played, and then, after exiting a limo parked in the back alley, the small white guy in the video above and his crew brought the party. I’ll never forget the first (and so far, only) time I saw Cashew perform a song of his called “Smoke and Drive”. As a band people often pigeonhole as “stoner rocker”, we felt right at home on the same bill with a crew that smoked and smoked and smoked and smoked….

Edmonton’s rap and hip-hop community has its ups and downs; sometimes there are a bunch of people making noise in the scene; other times, it’s more compartmentalized, more underground. A good place to get acquainted is on the local YouTube channel for Grapevine Entertainment. I don’t know why, but I always smile when I see rap videos that look like rap videos, but everyone’s wearing Oilers gear, drinking Pil and walking up and down the High Level or river valley. Oh, and frisbee golf. Don’t forget frisbee golf… 

Dennis Hopper, Photographer

Photo by Dennis Hopper

                              Ike and Tina. Photo by Dennis Hopper

Like Martin Schneider at Dangerous Minds revealed,  when I think of Dennis Hopper I think of Easy Rider and Blue Velvet (which I just recently watched). And since I’ve been a “sports guy” from an early age, Hoosiers certainly stands out for me as well.

What I didn’t know was that along with being a real fucking badass in a world of faux badasses, Hopper also had a knack for photography (being part of a world with friendly access to some of America’s top artists didn’t hurt either). See some of his beautiful black and whites on Dangerous Minds.

ALSO: a nicely toasted Hopper waxes about the state of film and his career back in ’71.

Curatorial :: Al Green – How Can You Mend a Broken Heart? (1972)

There aren’t many times (or opportunities now that I think about it) when I get starstruck. One of those times was seeing Al Green perform at Bonnaroo outside Nashville a few years ago. Over a hundred degrees Fahrenheit, the Reverend was dressed in a three-piece suit and spent the whole set throwing roses to the adoring throngs he was seducing. It’s this kinda day today…