The Michigan Daily - Thursday, March 21, 1996 -11A poets take a captivating 'Visit to the Gallery' Museum of Art is honored by an all-star group of local literary masters By Dean Bakopoulos Daily Arts Editor There are certain times when one can't help but feel proud to be a part of the Ann Arbor community, times when the rich uniqueness of this place resounds with cellence. Tuesday night at Rackham Amphitheatre's Visit to the Gallery," was one of those times. An all-star slate of the best local literary talent was on hand for the event, which featured nearly 20 writers musing about their favorite works in the Mu- seum of Art's permanent collection. But this was no ordinary poetry reading; instead, it was a wonderfully and carefully planned multimedia event. On stage, the poets and prosers read their newly created works to the capacity crowd; meanwhile, over- head, images of the artwork about which they had written were displayed via special slides andprojections. Between each reading and artistic image, music played, a vast variety of tunes ranging fromclassical sympho- nies to the opening chords of the Grateful Dead's "St. Stephen." The images, sounds and words spun to- gether to create a truly splendid "Evening at Rackham," as thet monthly lecture series is called. The event itself was part of the Rackhanr Museum of Art's 50th anniver- sary celebration. Eventually, the effort between the local writers and the Museum will culminate in a book, "A Visit to the Gallery," which will be published in January 1997. University English professor, acclaimed poet and multimedia guru Richard Tillinghast, will serve as the collection's editor. The effort is much morethan anice way to commemo- rate the Museum's 50th year. In fact, it is an important and interesting look into some deep aesthetic issues. How do different art forms relate? How can two artists, working through different mediums and with two dis- tinct visions, understand one another? How important is artto us, and how do our own personal realities influence the way we perceive the work of others? Tuesday night, the local poets gathered at Rackham explored issues like these, some of them in a light- hearted mood and some of them assuming serious tones. But above all, it was a chance for both audience and artists alike to have some fun with art - and it definitely seemed like that was the case. It's almost unfairtopickhighlights from the evening, because almost every second of the fluid event was a delight to the eyes or ears. Conrad Hilberry, a sort of elder statesmen among Michigan poets, delivered a provocative poem about Egon Schiele's "Portrait of Franz Hauer." And Charles Baxter's piece reflecting on Whistler's "Sea and Rain" was, as expected, re- strained and lyrical. Novelist Nicholas Delbanco, one of the few writers to contribute a prose piece, delivered a tenderly written essay on Max Beckmann's "Begin the Beguine," which closed with a phrase attributed to Beckmann: "I don't REVIEW A Visit to he Gallery n Amphitheater March 19, 1996 analyze my paintings, nor should you." Indeed, many writers shared Delbanco's implicit desire to re- flectratherthan analyze. Inhisusual sharp, but vastly rich form, poet Ken Mikolowski had only this to say when it came his turn to read: "You are what you art/that single moment/the truth of the thing." Beat the cold with some hot jazz tonight. } Up and coming jazz artist David S. Ware (Homestead Records) will be appearing at Alvin's in Detroit this Thursday, March 21. Ware's music is strongly rooted in the tradition acoustic jazz world while still accomodating the loose textures of Trane's second great quartet (Elvin Jones, Jimmy Garrison and Mcoy Tyner.) Those looking for something old, something borrowed something new and something blue are well advised to check this one out. Tickets are $10 in advance and $12.50 at the door. Plus, there are two shows, on at 8 p.m. and one at 10 p.m. For more information or directions call Alvin's at 313-832-2355. University Prof. Thylias Moss was her usually charming and captivating self, reading her poem reflecting on John Philip's "The Highlander's Home." Meanwhile, Keith Taylor, Shaman Drum Bookshop's "poet-in-residence," delivered his musings on Joos van Cleve's "St. John Evangelist on Patmos" in a delicately straightforward, humorous and provoca- tive poem entitled, "On the Easy Life of Sainthood." In all, it was a night full of highlights, one that celebrated the vast perceptions we have of the beauty around us. Still, most writers chose not to get too analytical, and all ofthem shied away from proclama- tions. Rather, they danced with possibilities and per- ception, and did something that too often becomes a rarity in academic settings: They praised the sheer enjoyment, exhilarating wonder and downright fun which art can bring into our lives. Ann Arborites can truly consider themselves lucky to live in a community with an outstanding art mu- seum and a top-notch cast of literary laborers. Like poet Danny Rendleman read in his reflections of Phillipe de Champaigne's "Christ Healing a Deaf- Mute," March is the month "when baffled men lift their hearts against harsh weather." On this cold, windy and sleeting March evening, "A Visit to the Gallery" was indeed enough to lift our hearts. piversity English prof. Richard Tillinghast will edit e book version of "A Visit to the Gallery." DEANDRE Continued from Page 10 just take the time and make it right." "For 10 points," DeAndre began as we drove through what used to be Brewster Projects, where Diana Ross grew up, "can you tell me who her next door neighbor is?" The correct answer is William "Smokey" Robinson. I guessed some- one else, but I was wrong. DeAndre understood, though, as I'm from At- lanta. But many Detroit natives don't know the stories and legends that sur- round Detroit's former partnership with Motown. He lamented this fact, "It's nice to know my Detroit history be- cause a lot of people here don't. I know this place used to be off the hook, and I want it to be off the hook again." We continued our drive through some of Detroit's worst projects constantly avoiding the riddle of potholes. "Look around. This is where a lot of bad ele- ments come from and where a lot of hopeless dreams reside. These are people I intend to work with once I'm estab- lished. I'm going straight to the projects. There are the people who will work their hardest; these are the motherfuckers who ain't got shit to lose." He is heart bent on helping the kids there, if no one else. I see it in his eyes as three pre-teen girls, learned in the sordid nature of ghetto life, walk by. "African American children need role models, point blank," he said. "If it has to be me then so be it." Sadly, many people tend to see the music business solely in terms of sing- ers and musicians. If they aren't per- formers, many, ignorant of the purely business side of music production, feel that the industry's corporate ladder swings above their grasp. Realize that DeAndre is by far not the only college representative around. On the Univer- sity campus alone, there are representa- tives from Sony/Columbia, Virgin Records and more. College students comprise the greatest music consumer group; as such, labels are growing more and more competitiv# in recruiting college dollars. DeAndre began as an intern for PGD's Warren, Mich, office, and he strongly encourages others his age with an interest in the business side ofmusic-orjust business period - to follow in his footsteps. As our interview came to a close and. we hit 1-94, DeAndre took D'Angelo out of the CD player and tuned his radio to 97.9 FM. "You Will Know," the uplifting theme song on the "Jason's, Lyric" soundtrack from black men to black men, began to play. DeAndre perked up as this song has bears a spe. cial significance to him. "Working on this soundtrack was my first major project. To get an award for being a component of an effort which led to the LP going platinum is a great feeling." The return ride to Ann Arbor was vir- tually silent save DeAndre's smart-alek remarks toward the various bad drivers around us. He did break the silence once to thank me for interviewing him saying, "I don't really expect to be recognized for what I do. It's nice when someone sees me as worthy of some recognition." This is DeAndre's story, and it's still unfolding. He has many future plans, and only time will tell of his achieve- ments. But, he doesn't expect to be remembered - not by you, not by me. And for reasons only he comprehends, he seems to prefer it that way. Black Grape It's Great When You're Straight ... Yeah Radioactive Records I never liked The Happy Mondays. They sounded like a Fruitopia commer- cial played through a Casio. Talk about -being in the right place at the right time... that was them. The place was Manchester. The time was the late '80s. The Stone Roses were the only truly great band to emerge from the "Madchester Scene," most likely be- cause they spearheaded it. Everyone se was balsa: The Charlatans, The appy Mondays. Lightweights, all of them. Unfortunately, five years down the road, The Stone Roses' performance isn't quite up to snuff. Only a few songs prevented their so-called "Second Com- ing" from practically becoming the "Grease II" of rock music. But if you want to talk about resurrections, let's deal with Black Grape. Formed by singer/songwriter Shaun *yder and doer-of-precious- little-but- shake-the-maracas, Bez- the two Mondays not currently on the dole, on the drip, etc.- and joined by rapper Paul "Kermit" Leveridge, Black Grape comibinte Northern English rock 'n' rowwwl with dance beats, '70s Stones- inspired raunch and funk more success- fully than The Happy Mondays or even The Stone Roses ever dreamed of (as- sunigthe obvious: That "Fool'sGold" as crap and The Roses' strength lay in naffected sugar-pop songs). Starting off the album with a scream, bongos and a harmonica, "Reverend Blac Grape" hits the listener's heart like the crazed sermon of a Southern Baptist soapbox preacher. First, Kermit inquiring, "Can you feel the spirit of the Lord?" and then Ryder sneering, "Oh come all ye faithful, joyful and trium- phant/Come gather'round while I blow y own trumpet!" Slide guitar and wah- ah flood the track like Ecstasy-imbib- ers descending upon the Hacienda. The soul food continues with "In the Name Of The Father" as Kermit's vo- cals turn dancehall and Emma Day belts out the gospel chorus over a sitar riff. Two songs into the album and we've not seen many more innovative pop culture-takes on spirituality since George Harrison's initial solo efforts. "Tramazi Party," "Submarine" and "Shake Your Money" showcase a Roll- ing Stones-derived influence absent in The Happy Mondays records, to the ex- tent that the second of these three songs steals the chord progression for "Sympa- thy For The Devil" while the third is such an obvious nick of "Fool To Cry" that Ryder can't resist singing a lewd rewrite of the chorus as the song draws to a close. The slower ballads, "Yeah Yeah Brother," "A Big Day In The North" and "Shake Well Before Opening" signal a lull in the mad musical party that "It's Great When You're Straight" succeeds gloriously in being, but after the blister- ing slide guitar intro of the uproarious skeptic's song, "Kelly's Heroes," one almost needs a breather. Black Grape's Ryder and Bez have come a long, long way from The Happy Mondays. Their sound is stronger, more solid and has a heavier groove. More guitars. More listenable. They take the best elements of funk, soul, rock and roll but thankfully, leave out the most frustrating staples of each respective genre. And as far as the hype goes, this time you can believe it. - Thomas Crowley 10,000 Mona Lisas New Disease RCA Records ** Point: 10,000 Mona Lisas made mi- nor waves recently with a brat-punk cover version of Alanis Morisette's smash hit single "You Oughta Know". The cut got some radio play, and was covered by MTV News. Counterpoint: Does any band that shamelessly calls attention to itself by riding the wave of the current summer's malternateen anthem, thus guarantee- ing lots of airplay on novelty-hungry, short-attention-span radio stations ev- erywhere, deserve my respect? Point: Sure, but "You Oughta Know" was on their debut EP. This is their first full-length disc, and showcases their ability to write smart, melodic punk songs instead of their ability to exploit the whims of Joe Public, who mistak- enly thinks "You Oughta Know" is the greatest thing since Milli Vanilli. Counterpoint: Wait a minute, where are all these smart, melodic punk songs? I mean, it's marginally original; and vaguely melodic, but Bad Religion does this sort of thing much better. I'd rather support a band like BR, who made a name for themselves through hard work and talent, than some lame coattail- riding flash-in-the-pans like 10,000 --- what was their name again? Point: Hey, aren't you dwelling on this "You Oughta Know" thing a little much? Maybe you should consider that "New Disease" was produced by Geza X, who's worked with punk icons like Black Flag and The Germs. Counterpoint: True. Unfortunately, Black Flag and The Germs had talent and credibility, whereas 10,000 whatchamacallits have a shrewd mar- keting strategy. But hey, maybe I'll just pick it up for that Alanis song. Maybe my little sister will like it. --Dave Snyder ......... I k, The Seventh Annual Pre-Med Students' Sympostr Presents "The Physician Of The Future" Saturday, March 30 10:00am - 3:30pm Michigan Union EXPERIENCE THE ULTIMATE BRAIN TEASER You'll find it at the Ann Arbor Hands-On Museum, where young and old can explore psychology in action. This one-of-a-kind traveling exhibition features interactive exhibits and experiments that are educational and fun - for pre-schoolers through mature adults.' It's an experience that will tease and please. TH ROU6 H MAY 12 THE ANN ARBOR HANDS-ON MUSEUM 219 E. H URON " (31~3) 995-5439 T-F 10AM-5:30PM - SAT 10AM-5PM - SUN IPM-5PM $4 ADULTS - $2.50 STUDENTS, SENIORS, CHILDREN I I BOOK SALE Sha 10 FRIDAY, MARCH 22 The Atrium apiro Library Building D:00 a.m. - 4:00 p.m. Over 3,000 withdrawn and duplicate volumes from the University Library collection will be on sale. Most of the items are -~ monogranhs m