Reaching the age where you start to discover that people who were a significant part of your past start Exiting, Stage Left...
It's been over a month since learning of Ray's death - I can't say that I was a close friend; the last time I saw him in person was in 2019 at a Buckets reunion show in San Francisco. We were Facebook friends, but aside from the occasional comment, I didn't keep close tabs on him. But he - or more accurately stated - his work has been a consistent part of my life since going to my first Buckets show at Hotel Utah back in the early 90s. My main contact with him was at shows, aside from running into him at a Michael Nyman Band concert in 1994 - and the music, of course.
Most of what I can say about Ray I put in a Facebook post, right after learning of his death - and even that was repurposed from what I had written about him and the band, reprinting an interview I did for my first zine... Again, I wasn't a close friend. But I felt like I knew an aspect of him through his music, and that aspect I kept - and will keep - alive for quite sometime, if that makes any sense to anyone.
Death has been a part of most of my thinking over the past 5 years for obvious reasons; Covid of course. But once you get past 55, it gets harder to push it back into the recesses of your mind and you start noticing things more and more when the realization finally hits, "Oh, yeah - I'm 'Old' now." And you notice familiar faces and names disappearing, family and friends. But they're not totally gone; you have memories. It's difficult to put most of those memories across in speech and word, at least the thoughts and feelings, which are more vivid (at least for me) than the actual actions are in detail.
So with his music, he's still around - just in a different form.
I put the following together in tribute - "Breakdown Lane" is one of his best songs, although it's done by a different Buckets lineup than the one I knew.
Here's the rest of that FB post, which has that interview with Ray back in '93.
Here's some of what I wrote about Ray Halliday (AKA Earl Butter) and his band, The Buckets for my zine in the late 90s, which is probably the closest I can come to saying anything meaningful at the moment.
That, and performance footage of the band that I shot in the early 90s when I went to their shows. Look for their album on Bandcamp and some of Ray's other work (The Verms, etc.) on Soundcloud, YouTube if you're inclined to dig. But enjoy this playlist and the words in the meantime.
From MIMEZINE #4 - The Music Issue (late 90's started - early '00 when finished)
One of the law librarians in the firm that I used to work at in SF - Andrea Ebner was her name - was acquainted with some of the local musicians; I think what got us talking was an offhand mention of American Music Club. Well, one time she invited me to the Hotel Utah to hear a band that a friend of hers was playing in. Since she'd already proven she had good taste in music, I took her up on it, which is how I ended up seeing The Buckets in their first SF show. Her friend was Noah Chasin, who was then in HARM FARM, another band whose shows I caught at every available opportunity, on guitar.
I had no idea that it was a country band - I would have said, at the time that I hated country music (now I can amend that to I hate what's considered country music nowadays) [still - 2024, RH]. Noah was the only one I recognized; the others were unfamiliar - a tall, rather good-looking girl with a violin, another woman on bass, a guy with a ukelele, the drummer and the singer. I remember laughing throughout the set - the members of The Buckets all used stage names; "Earl Butter", "Wanda Taters", "Charlie Bucket" (which was Noah's name), so I didn't entirely think that they were being serious.
The other reason was the songs, which were pretty funny in a very clever fashion - they started the set with "Things Go Wrong" and from that moment on, I was hooked.
If I hadn't gone to see The Buckets, I would have not have discovered Ed's Redeeming Qualities -- I attended shows by these two bands religiously - so when I decided to do my first issue, I wanted to feature both of them.
Here's the original interview with The Buckets from Issue #1.
THE BUCKETS - 1993 Post-show, Larry Blake's, Berkeley, CA
Earl: Hard to say. Utica, NY is where we’re from, but I would say we originally started playing in Boston. We’re from all parts of the U.S
.
Wanda: We were born & raised there...
Earl: Or near there, as Wanda was.
Q: How long have you all been playing together?
Earl: I’d say 2 years. Wanda & I have been together most our lives.
Wanda: We’ve been together for a long time; coming up on half a decade, aren’t we 'Ray'?
Q: What started you down this road of broken relationships & wanderlust?
Earl: Broken relationships & wanderlust, mainly. It’s absolutely true. Wanda & I moved from one part of the country to the other every couple of years & we’ve seen each other through a lot of broken relationships - one right after the other after the other & the songs come out of that. Every relationship is a different song - sometimes several.
Wanda: Ray did a whole album’s worth out of 1 relationship.
Earl: You can milk a whole album or 2 out of 1 relationship & if you don’t mind stretchin’ the truth a little, you can get a lot more - do double albums.
Wanda: “12 SONGS -- 12 BROKEN HEARTS”.
Earl: The 1st country-rock opera. “12 SONGS - 1 BROKEN HEART”. That’s what we’ll call our greatest hits album.
Q: A silly question -- why, specifically, country?
Earl: I’ll field that one...
Wanda: Please.
Earl: I don’t know -- I started out playing in rock bands pretty much & I found writing rock songs... Looking back at it, I had too many influences & too many things were trying to sound like something else and I felt like, there was no way I’d found anything that sounded original. When I wrote something, it sounded old; it sounded used. And also, the thing with R&R, you have to be, it seems to me, extremely clever all the time.
Q: But most of the Buckets songs are extremely clever...
Earl: I’ll get to that. There’s so many people doing R&R & so many good people doing it & for me, I just couldn’t find a way to make it feel comfortable. And when I first started writing country songs, I wrote them for this band I had in my head called The Buckets, & I wrote 1 song, "Postmarked VA", and within a week to 2 weeks, I had enough songs for a set. It was the easiest thing I’ve ever done.
Q: How many other bands were you in before you decided to strike out on your own?
Earl: I was pretty much only in 2 other bands -- 3, if you count a small stint with a more famous band. I was in 2 bands with 1 guy who wrote all the songs & sort of was the director of the band. Got a lot of influence from him, I guess, just in mostly writing songs. He gave me confidence to just go out & do it. He’d just sit down & write songs. I’d been trying for so long & had written so many terrible songs & this guy sorta gave me the idea that you could write songs -- if you just relaxed, you could do it.
Wanda: You’d actually been trying to write songs before you met me?
Earl: Yeah. When I was 18, I just wrote all sorts of terrible songs. I’d always tried & just gave up on it all during undergrad. During grad school with this one guy, I started writing -- nothing very good. And you?
Wanda: Never occurred to me for a second that I could write a song.
Earl: Until --
Wanda: Until I met you guys.
Earl: There was a group of us that met at school & everyone was writing stories; the most amazing, well-fit group of people I’d ever met in my life. It was the biggest community of people that belonged together. It’ll never happen again, I don’t think.
Wanda: It was an amazing coincidence of kindred spirits.
Earl: And the material that came out of it; there were so many stories, so many songs, so many pieces of art & so many bands -- it was really something & it all had to do with the compatibility of the group. That’s where all these little offshoots got started.
Q: You were living in North Carolina for awhile.
Earl: I lived there for about a year, when these guys moved out here. We all decided to leave Boston & New England. These guys came here & I went to NC ‘cause I just wanted to be -- quiet. I didn’t want to go to another city, I guess.
Q: Where in NC did you live?
Earl: I was in a place called Lexington, which is famous for being the B-B-Q capital of the world, which it probably is.
Wanda: The B-B-Q is amazing.
Earl: Yeah. It’s a town of about 3 - 5,000 to, I think, about 100,000 coming there once a year for B-B-Q Fest; somethin’ to see. I went down there; didn’t do much. Just sort of hung out for a year.
Wanda: He had free rent in a cool house with, like, 10 cats.
Earl: I had 6 cats, 6 wild cats; 40 acres & a house I didn’t have to pay rent on. It was pretty nice - good for a year. Got a little lonely after that. And I got 12-15 songs out of it.
Wanda: He was working by himself with a 4-track, writing songs. They sounded more acoustic & minimal; THE BUTTER BROS.
Earl: We do some of those songs.
Wanda: Some, yeah. There’s still a lot in the wings.
Earl: They were demos for The Buckets. I thought I would try to get them going in NC, but there was nothing . The big town I was nearest was Winston-Salem & there was just nothing going on near there. There’s a lot of great towns in NC; Winston-Salem , at that time, didn’t have much happening & I couldn’t generate much interest. Also, down there, country music was sorta -- out. And I was just coming into it. When I started, the most I’d heard of country was Hank Williams & Dwight Yoakum, who got kinda big on the college charts.
Wanda: Hank Williams, Jr.?
Earl: No! I hate Hank Williams, Jr.
Wanda: Hank Williams was having a run on the college charts?
Earl: No; Dwight Yoakum was.
Wanda: Oh.
Earl: I was saying, all I had heard of country was those 2 -- and 'Hee Haw' which I watched all the time when I was a kid. (laughter) Oh God, we watched 'Hee Haw' every Sunday night.
Q: The 1st Buckets show I saw was at the Hotel Utah.
Earl: Was that the whole Buckets? Yeah, that was. Was there a girl bassist? [Tynan Northrop, Little My]
Q: Yeah, and one of the guys from Harm Farm -- T. Hallenbeck?
Earl: No, we had Noah Chasin, playing guitar. There were a lot of little things before the band got started; that was the 1st show as a full band. Then that broke to pieces, came back together & really got a semi-solid lineup.
Q: How did the other members -- Long John Gonzales, Kid Coyote & JoJo Hoot -- come in?
Earl: Long John came out of a drummer we used for a little while.
Wanda: Who was on drums at Hotel Utah -- was it Adam?
Earl: Adam.
Wanda: There was a time when we had this guy, Ross [Inden], on drums. And John was a friend of his from LA; they’d known each other for years. John was in a band that was in Mexico & he moved to LA to play bass. He moved up here & was looking for work, so Ross set us up with him.
Earl: Actually, he was the 1st permanent guy, besides me & her. Everyone else we knew or sorta knew & we didn’t know him at all. We knew we wanted him when we saw him; he’s been there ever since.
Wanda: Real comfortable fit -- Cory, we knew already. We knew his other band (Pupcage) & their mutual friends.
Earl: We actually picked him out. We were at a party one night & saw his old band. And we sat & watched him, ‘cause we knew that Noah was leaving. We approached him that night; I remember asking her, “Whaddaya think? Whaddaya think? I think that’s the guy I want.”
Wanda: We picked him for his rock style. Both of us really like guitar players that play strong leads.
Earl: Yeah. He was real precise.
Wanda: We had no idea that he really had a lot of county in him. He had all the licks & knew all the tricks. And, he had cowboy boots & has been known to wear cowboy hats.
Q: So it all fit perfectly. You currently play as a 5 piece band, since Jesse “Boots” Daniels left.
Wanda: 6 bodies is a lot of people onstage. Especially with all the small stages around here. 5 bodies feels really comfortable.
Earl: And also, the more people you have, the harder it is to get people together --
Wanda: -- and to agree on something. I really miss the banjo sound.
Earl: Definitely. I’ll tell you something, I miss him onstage. He’s a big crowd draw. Right now, we’re not thinking of replacing him. I listen to recordings & I think, “It’s amazing”, but also, we’re looking to be a little harder. Not so much R&R, but harder imagery, I guess. So hopefully, our sound is gonna change a little bit.
Wanda: Country-metal.
Earl: Yeah. We want to be right in-between Garth Brooks & Nirvana. An equal amount of both.
Q: You’ve got 2 tapes out; INTERSTATE DEMO & BARN DEMO. How is the reaction to them?
Earl: We don’t know. Our friends think it’s great.
Wanda: By word-of-mouth, it seems people really love it. But because they’re cassettes, we haven’t done anything with radio stations, so we don’t know how radio will feel about it. We’ve just submitted to labels & that’s always ...
Earl: The 1st tape; we didn’t send out that many & we sent it to sort of the wrong places. We’re just now sending out the 2nd tape to record companies, so nothing’s really gone on. The 1st tape, there were 6 companies I got responses from, but nothing more than “We like it.”
We’re hoping to put out a 2 single set -- 2 7" records. It’d be like a double album, but with singles... like FRAMPTON COMES ALIVE. We’re going to go in & record next month; that’ll be our 1st real test-the-water, see-what-people-think, get-some-radio-play deal.
Wanda: We could have one big continuous photo... me on a chaise lounge -- in a halter top.
Q: Go for the Donna Fargo look.
Earl: Exactly.
Q: With everyone’s schedule, how do plans for touring look?
Earl: We’ve finally got a band that agrees that we all can tour now. We’ve got a new drummer coming in -- Melanie from SF Seals, Harm Farm. Her name will be BeaDonna Potts.
Q: What happened with JoJo Hoot?
Earl: He had too much stuff going on.
Wanda: And he lives far away.
Earl: He’s actually gonna be our 2nd, when Melanie’s busy. He lives way out of town; scheduling problems. He’s doing his own record & writing songs; He was just over-committed. We think he’s great; we’re also excited about Melanie -- it’s a pretty big deal. It’s like getting the 1st draft pick.
[Kid Coyote, saunters in.]
Q: It’s Kid Coyote at the table!
Earl: Kid, you have an interesting guitar style. What’re your influences?
Kid: Too many; too many to name. Anybody that’s pretty crazy & wild enough to take a little chance & shoot it over the edge.
Earl: That’ll be a pull-quote.
Kid: Jeff Beck -- he’s my numero uno favorite guitarist.
Earl: Are you kidding me?
Kid: No, I would kid you not.
Earl: Be serious. Don’t say “Jeff Beck” in this -- try somethin’ else.
Kid: David Gilmour...
Earl: Oh stop it! Go back downstairs.
Wanda: Doc Watson...
Kid: Clarence White. That’s about it.
Q: Thank you, Kid.
Earl: Yeah, thanks... Can we go back & erase that?
The double 7" set never materialized (facetious as it probably was, it sounded like a great idea), but they did put out a single of "Cowgirls" b/w "Western Star", and they did release a CD on Slow River Records, THE BUCKETS in 1996. After this interview, when Melanie joined the band, John Pike left the band and was replaced by Steve Silbert in 1994. The "small stint in a more famous band" reference that Ray alludes to is in regard to The Breeders - if you check the credits for the songs "Glorious" and "Doe" on the first album, POD, he's co-credited with Kim Deal.
If so, Welcome Back and I
applaud and appreciate your tenacity/stubbornness in reading this site. Enjoy
it while it lasts - I've made promises to keep churning out content before,
only to have huge gaps in the timeline. Which is better than just leaving an
abandoned site with the last entry in the early 2010s, I guess.
It's been quite a year, for everyone. Since my last entry,
my grandmother died from complications related to Covid and my mother died two
months ago in her sleep from a hemorrhage, in addition to other friends who
didn't make it out of 2020. A year later, after declaring that 'We Won Covid, Now Get
Back To Work™', and 'Back To Normal®', news of the Delta Variant (more contagious)
becoming the main strain this Fall/Winter comes along in tandem with the Slow
Death of American Democracy ramping up for Act 1.
Those are really good reasons for not providing content, but there
were/are plenty others around before 2020 got underway, as we all can guess
from the figurative digital wreckage on the lamented 'Information
Superhighway'.As the saying goes,
"Ass, Gas or Grass - Nobody Rides For Free" and it's as true in the
digital realm as it is in the Real World - Personal Data is the coin of the
realm, and it's even better when people give up their data without any coercion
involved.
It was pretty charming, at first, sharing your life and finding
other like-minded people out there - there are still online friendships that I maintain & cherish that, frankly,
would not have happened otherwise. And that's the one thing that keeps that
hesitation in cutting the cord/plug still alive, despite the increasing
evidence that it would be a Good Thing in the long run.
At this point - over 50, aged/aging out of hipster entertainments
& eateries and misanthropic in my best moods - isolating from Everything
will merely hasten the pace of the slow death path I can say that I'm
officially on. Not overstating for effect - having helped take care of aging
relatives for the last 25 years, you recognize the landmarks and signs; and
I've seen time & time again how it ends when you insist on ignoring them.
So... hey. There It Is.
Facebook also kinda killed the need - why spend time attempting to
write (hopefully) coherentand/or
entertaining things when guerrilla hit-and-run entries get the job done too?
Fortunately, never got into the Twitter mindsetand as for TikTok/Vine/Whatever Else - "OK, Grandpa." Proudly.
So - wanting to stretch those longer-form writing muscles with the
Specter of Death hovering around. Easy
to understand.And coming to terms that
it's not going to probably change things at this point, except in improving my
mental health - I've written off and on over the past 25 - 30? years now, but
not made any sort of living from it. Not having that burning drive to pursue it
like my life depended on it and not really understanding how the game is
played... not that it matters now.
But the well isn't quite dry yet. So, I'll try my best to wring
out what's left; a good portion of stuff was for publications that no longer
exist or are extremely hard to find except for the dedicated reader of physical
media - some of that will be dredged up to see light again (unless it's judged
to be completely horrible).There'll
also be newer things - the film reviews I do can be found over at 366 WeirdMovies from time to time, but there'll be some spillover for things that don't
quite fit there; the sister blog on music, Music Snob, is getting a workover
and refocus, so the music stuff will end up over there.
Before I get to the Official Kickoff, I think it's best that we get certain things out of the way while we can. As this is written, (5/13), we're near the end of Phase I of this pandemic and already people are behaving like this has already been Worst Staycation Ever, or at least that's how most of the major media is presenting it. Here in Topeka, although Covid-19 has reached the city & county, there's not a sense of approaching dread - although there's a certain number of people out & about without masks, there's a substantial amount that are wearing masks... fortunately, there's not a lot of overt racism on display - yet. Then again, I'm not out everyday trying to assess that.
We're seeing System Failure In Real Time, and it appears to be too much for most to handle. It's not the slow erosion that allowed people to adjust over the last three years, this is immediate 'shock and awe' as the adage that most Americans were a paycheck or two away from disaster gets proven large scale.
I'm a 'glass half-full' person in the best of times and the one consistent conclusion to be gleaned from the past couple of months to the present, what I've seen is this:
NOBODY KNOWS SHIT.
True, there is info available, which if one is a person who's able to do some critical thinking and able to weigh the merits/concerns of fact vs. fiction, you can tentatively navigate your way through. Judging from what one sees however, there's not even half of the country's population who seems to be capable of that. Which is not that surprising - when you demonize & politicize factual science and expertise because it helps in convincing people that climate change doesn't exist, then it's even harder to convince people that there is a pandemic, until the hospitals fill up and bodies start stacking.
The response to this has been a complete clusterfuck, with the current Federal Government not taking the lead on this, since the President is doing anything he can to try to avoid any responsibility (and thus, any blame). But not just him - across the board, very few are really wanting to confront the Cold, Hard Facts of what needs to be done to get the country through this. Mainly due to the ever increasing realization that the whole perception of 'Normal' is really not going to work as before - not that it worked all that well, but it made people money and that seems to be the Main Concern over everything.
To me, this is the natural end of the path we started down, eyes wide open, three years ago when the schizophrenic patient U.S.A. decided that it was okay, really... and stopped taking its meds.
There's really only one way out of this, and no one's gonna like it, since it means letting politics/ideology duke it out against science/nature, and I suspect that most of you who'll be reading this blog know who ends up the winner of these battles.
So, I'm not gonna get all up in arms about a lot of this type of stuff here - more than likely, that'll end up on FB, although there's only so much outrage that remains, after so much - and we're nowhere near Rock Bottom yet, though it feels that way. There's always a sub-basement to find...
Instead, I'm gonna hunker down and try to get through this - and make no mistake, I'm completely scared shitless. It's not so much a question of "if we get it" - considering the circumstances, a better mindset for me is "when we get it". That enables me, at this point, to be able to make decisions and function on a daily basis. Maybe by late Summer/early Fall, I'll be able to get into a "if we get it" frame of mind, since by then, things will have played out to an extent where there'll be some reliable information to be able to make that assumption, and prepare for the second wave.
What I'm NOT scared of are idiots who decide to take the Ultimate Lottery/I.Q. Test, because as science consistently shows, THEY LOSE. And I'm quite OK with that.
All of this 'Corona Concern' from corporations & businesses that didn't give a fuck about you unless you had a dollar or two in your pocket that they could get from you, all this 'Get back to work, you lazy MF'ers', all this desperate dancing hoping that things Will Go Back Like They Were - all of that will get shredded when the actual reality comes to people's homes, which is how most have handled Empathy in the U.S.A. - "We don't have to give a Fuck about Anything or Anyone - until it directly affects me in a way that's inescapable".
Let All These Motherfuckers Die.
If you have a problem with that, then I suggest that this blog may not be for you - because, there WILL be Things Said.
"Abandon Hope, All Ye Who Enter Here." You Are Warned.
Now, that's out of the way - on to what's spurred this Sense of Purpose...
Next Time - "Everything I Like Is Fucking Horrible"
I was planning on returning to 'business as usual' posting; some oblique references to my experiences this past month, mixed in with some reviews of what I've seen - but I was informed by a mutual friend that the aforementioned Clay McBride had left this world on Sunday, much too soon - and at the very least, I owe a few words towards his memory.
I knew his younger brother better - Ian was a classmate of mine who also left this planet way ahead of time; that these siblings have this in common is a bitter pill to choke on. Clay was a few years older, and had left Cape Girardeau for better things in Hollywood by the time I started to get to know Ian better. But his influence was certainly around the house, and Ian had picked up on a few things... and on his occasional visits to town, he'd have plenty of stories to tell - one favorite memory of one of his visits was when he came to a class that Ian & I were both in, bringing with him storyboards he'd done for THE BEASTMASTER. At the time, I wasn't aware that he had a small circle of friends also interested in films and filmmaking (which included Larry Aeschlimann [son of one of the high school teachers, and makeup artist who'd work on things like ROBOCOP, among others], Sam Park, and Jim Uhls [future adaptor of FIGHT CLUB to the screen]). Looking back at that listing, that's a pretty solid group of friends.
High school ends, college starts and bonds start to slowly slip away... I knew that Clay was writing scripts in L.A.; Ian was in Texas and I end up in San Francisco, trying to get my foot in the door. I did end up in L.A. for a short time, working on a feature film in the early 90's, and did reach Clay by phone, but never had the time to meet up with him.
Lost track of Clay when I came back to the Midwest; the Internet helps me find him again; first through a conversation with Sam Park on the Classic Horror Film Board Forum, whereupon I discover Clay to be his writing partner, and several projects in the fire - none which came to bear fruit, unfortunately - no LUKE CAGE movie for us! - and through Facebook, which put me back in touch with Clay directly.
I find myself in the same bitter mindset as before, with Ian's passing... back then, I wrote a small piece about Ian, that I wouldn't have chosen the path that I've been on, if someone hadn't told me way back when about some other kid who had the same interests that I did. I can say the same of Clay - who, thankfully, wasn't an older brother dick to his younger brother's friends... well, at least not to me... and did show me that it was possible to actually do this wretched, wonderful thing called making movies. Would've been nice for both of them to know. Would've been even nicer to have actually gotten to the point of possibly working with them both at some time... but that wasn't to be in this lifetime, and I made my peace with that long ago.
R.I.P. Clay.
Condolences to your family and friends; and say 'Hi' to Ian when you see him.
So much has happened, so much to share... and yet, what to start with?
Well, a beloved family pet died on Friday. Luci had a long life - almost 20 years, if not exactly 20... the date when she was actually born is sort of not exactly known, but it's around there. I had fully expected her to not make it last Christmas, but she did, and then some; so I look at it as extra time we got with her.
She'll be missed.
I took a break from updating due to a project that shot in January, THE SUBLIME AND BEAUTIFUL, the debut feature from Blake Robbins (of whom you'll recognize from RUBBER, 'the sock guy' in a Hanes commercial, and other appearances). The project is currently in post-production, but will pass along news as I hear it.
From there, straight into work for the AMC Theatres 2012 Kansas City FilmFest - bumped up from a 'screener' to 'programmer' this year, specifically for the Narrative Feature selections, and doing some blogging for the FilmFest site... and now, on the cusp of starting another film shoot later in the month, more of which to come much later...
NAILBITER has been getting great reviews and awards at festivals and there may be some good news to share shortly... Kevin McKinney's CORPORATE FM made its premiere at FilmFest - both will be screening in Lawrence at the Free State Film Festival next weekend, along with other local work.
So... I changed the look of the blog. It was long overdue - older posts are more easy to find now, plus I like the template... it fits more with the blog's namesake.
And, of course, lots of material watched and waiting to be commented upon these past few months - but it'll have to wait just a tad longer... until the next post, at least.