Showing posts with label music. Show all posts
Showing posts with label music. Show all posts

Saturday, September 21, 2019

Happy Birthday

So Peter would have been sixty-three goddamned years old today. And it still makes me disgusted and angry that that time has been stolen from him. What would he have done, what would he have created? 

Anyway, here are a couple of cool things - a wonderful remembrance by Michael Gentile: Remembering an Artist's Wild Life
with a photo by Cindy Heidel:

Also Heather Haley that she's found an archival home for the Rattler, the arts zine she and Peter created in the 1980s, at the SFU Library. Here are some visuals from the Rattler.

Wednesday, September 9, 2009

Loud Women

Friday is the first anniversary of Peter's death, and I've spent a lot of time thinking about what I learned from him, which I know he'd think was important too. He'd probably say he taught me about good music, which he did; Liza recently told me that Peter took "a kind of big brother pride in the fact that he turned you on to David Bowie" - and X, and the Blasters, and on and on.
But actually the most important thing he taught me about, accidentally maybe, was women.
When I was a kid I knew that it was crucially important for a woman to be "pretty," and was very concerned about how I'd ever end up attaining that state myself. Now I realize it was always a losing battle for me, as pretty is about smallness, fragility, quietness, and blending in - all fine qualities for lace doilies and baby bunnies, but not so good for adults.
My brother didn't hang out with women like that, and because of him, while I was still a teenager I met or saw performances by Exene, Lydia, Heather and Pat Oleszko - who were, to a woman, loud, weird, abrasive, fascinating, kind, and feared no one. They were completely mind-altering, especially in the bland hell that was Buffalo in the Reagan 80s.
I remember being 17 and hearing Lydia, then all of 25 herself, remark that if a man tried to rape her she'd just laugh in his face. Had I been more self-aware at the time, I would have proposed to her on the spot.
They were - and are - so powerful. But they also tended to be amazingly nice to me, maybe just because I was Peter's little sister, but I hoped that they also saw that I was a little bit like them.
So thank you, Peter: I am loud, often irritating, and somewhat strange, and extremely proud of it.
I love you.
Gretl



Pat Oleszko, Roamin' Holiday: A View from A Broad (www.patoleszko.com)

Monday, August 17, 2009

Vallejo, CA, late 70s

From Chris Coon, via Heather:
"Chris used to go to art school/Cal Arts with Peter. He's a drummer from the Bay area who played in SF punk bands Impatient Youth and the Woundz. Small world and funny that we met here on this island a coon's age after we both played in the punk rock scene.
"...He says on the left of Peter is Paul Casteel, singer of the band Touch Me Hooker. Right of Pete is filmmaker Joshua Heller and next to Josh is Jay Lehman, record executive and musician. The guy in the left foreground he didn't identify. Circa 1978 at his parents' house in Vallejo, Ca."


Photo by Chris Coon

Sunday, June 21, 2009

One Year Memorial, Weekend of Septemter 26-27th

One Year Memorial
Weekend of Septemter 26-27th, 2009, Los Angeles
Location and details to be determined.
Please let me know if you might be interested in attending.
Thanks,
Gretl
(gretlr hotmail com)

Satan Scouts (album cover art) photo by John Eder, design by Peter Haskell

Thursday, April 30, 2009

Beautiful Junque

Liza reminded me about this LA Times article about the artist Ed Colver, and the accompanying slideshow of his collage/house, with music by Peter and Thomas and photography by Genaro Molina (as Liza also remarks, you can also see the mannequin legs with the red high heels that are in a previous post).
LA Times audio slideshow, "Beautiful Junque":
http://www.latimes.com/entertainment/la-ca-0817-colver-fl,0,2046638.flash
and the related article, "Edward Colver's art remains punk," August 17, 2008:
http://www.latimes.com/entertainment/news/arts/la-ca-colver17-2008aug17,0,7015938.story

Art by Edward Colver; photo (from the LA Times) by Genaro Molina.

Thursday, April 9, 2009

Beth's New Video

This is the music video Beth and Peter were working on when he was killed; she wasn't able to use any of what they had shot originally, as it didn't match the new stuff, but still went with their original plans. I'm really glad she finished it. Their mutual friend Mark worked on it too.
Beth Thompson & The Shway, "Painful Cyst":

Saturday, December 6, 2008

Rattler Magazine Presents


Photo courtesy of Heather Haley
From Heather:
"...this was taken at the Cathay De Grande by Gary Leonard (I think) on the occasion of our Rattler Magazine  benefit  which included Dave Alvin, John Doe, Exene Cervenka, Carlos Guitarlos, De De Detroit, Phast Phreddie, Ivan Roth, Victor Noel, Tequila Mockingbird, Doug Knott and Michael Mollet on the bill. The bands that played were Greg Burk's Dred Scott, Seditionaries, Minutemen, Off, and Malocchio (Jhim Pattison and Byron Baker's neo-surrealist band of madmen)."

More:
Poster for "Bad Day," a film by Modi Frank and Exene Cervenka featuring Peter Haskell; courtesy of Heather Haley:


Zero One Club poster by Peter Haskell; courtesy of Heather Haley:


Zero One Club poster by Peter Haskell; courtesy of Heather Haley:

Wednesday, November 5, 2008

Soundtracks

Two soundtracks by Peter Haskell (forwarded by Ralph Eaton):

http://www.box.net/shared/t6ihdyrq2x

http://www.box.net/shared/x2hbtgise1

Thursday, October 30, 2008

From Doriandra

Doriandra sent the following.
"a self portrait that Peter sent me right before his death:"

Photo by Peter Haskell.

A LONG WAY HOME, Doriandra
"The first time I met Peter, I was in a drug induced fragile haze brought on by several days of recording discordant music in a studio in the middle of my cramped hovel house which was filled to capacity with beautiful broken machinery, plastic baby parts, horror imagery, way too many pets and an ill begotten collection of broken and mutated music instruments. Peter walked right in, gave me a hug that startled me from the morbid thoughts so akin to my everyday isolation and proceeded with great reverence, to film various pieces of my art, my mess - "it's all beauty" he said while calmly straddling the bathtub filled with broken glass.
"So time passed, 10 years or so..we grew up, fragments of time were created and discarded as it became apparent that the accidental grace and beauty of youth was soon to slip away. and it did. In 2008, Peter and I found ourselves individually isolated in different states, both rather heart sick from various decisions we had made. We began to vigorously communicate, attempting to make sense of the sad events that had occurred in the life of our dearest mutual friend, Thomas who was far away in Germany. As it soon became apparent that we could only save ourselves, we began to plot the progress back to where we knew there was both the maddening inspiration that only Los Angeles, the city of our collective artistic origins, could harbor. Peter embarked across the country late last summer in the trusty Saab, shortly before I packed up my fragments and left my safe little house in the middle of nowhere, sadly feeding the ravens one last time.
"I am grateful for the few shared sunset views from the last place he lived - laughing in the dirty hallway when the trains roared by, having to shout to be heard. Writing his name in used matchsticks on the floor and greeting the LA River homeless men with kindness, waving from the grimy window. Going downtown for fabric..I wish I could see the last pictures he took before he died, decaying mannequins on Broadway, dignified southern black men selling fancy suits, little immigrant women clutching children to their breasts, me threatening the miserable meter maid.
"All lost, like a life taken erroneously. You just have to wonder sometimes about the beauty in the world. And mostly about those people like Peter that can harness it, spin it with their own bruised fingers and hand it back to you as a fragile mirror to view your own greatness in. I'm hoping that the brightness you brought to those around you will be a light to guide you to wherever your new home may be."

Sunday, October 19, 2008

Luna Paris Video

Zuade forwarded the URL for this video Peter did for a friend of hers; I hadn't seen it before.
Luna Paris, "One More Night":
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=bWvLOb47Ro4

Friday, October 3, 2008

Flipper, James Dean

Bruce Loose, Peter and Heather's roommate and singer for Flipper, with dead whale on San Francisco Bay Beach.

Photo by Peter Haskell.

Peter.

Photo by Heather Haley.

Wednesday, October 1, 2008

Movie and Movie Soundtracks

Gang of 25 by Michael Gentile, B&W. Baltimore, MD, 1978.
With Peter Haskell, John Ellsberry and Alan Payne.

Wednesday, September 24, 2008

Roanoke VA Event, Monday, September 15

From Ralph Easton:
"Last night here in Roanoke VA we hosted an art/poetry event. Performance artist Id M Theft Able was the headliner. We also had a few sculptures & paintings on display. We projected some videos on the wall. Friends from New Jersey called in, & read poetry over the PA. We made collaborative art works during the event. I put up these photos of Pete, & made a brief dedication of the event to Pete.
This event is part of a series of events that we do here, & another part of what we do is create, & post all documentation to a flicker photo set. For this event I came home with 130 photos."
You can take a look here:
www.flickr.com/photos/textimagepoetry/sets/72157607347527450

Guitars and Typewriter, early '80s


Photo by Heather Haley

Photo by Heather Haley

Tuesday, September 23, 2008

A Classic: Pizza Face, 1986

A 1986 music video, directed by Peter and starring Art and Artie Barnes (Bill Mumy and Robert Haimer), Miguel Ferrer, Gwen L, Flea, Eileen Davis.
Liza found this one, and it's truly elegant:


Barnes & Barnes video by Peter Haskell.

"Because I Do," 1982

This is a video Peter did with X.
It's a faux-silent movie, and is really fun (plus Exene-1982 looks perfect in this context).

Because I Do from Peewee Herman on Vimeo.