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Feb 24

THEATRE OF SHEEP…totally unplugged..

Posted on Wednesday, February 24, 2010 in Theatre of Sheep

FRIDAY MARCH 5TH AT EUGENIOS 36TH AND DIVISION….details TBA..HOPEFULLY A LIVE WEB FEED

Oct 16

Litquake X..SF OCT12th On Broadway theatre”GIMME SOMETHING BETTER”


lit-pen2lit6rozziI have never done anything like this before..as part of  Litquakes”PORCHLIGHT” storytelling series, I just talked to a packed house,..no band,..no guitar…just me and a microphone telling stories about my past….you can find this marvelouss-ness at    http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=qJ3ighMoATk   about all these little 15 minutes of fame that keep finding me…like the u-tube video made by (now famous) cameraman VANCE PIPER in 16mm which has sparked all this renewed interest in my NEGATIVE TREND era. I should post it here since the genie is out of the bottle and its all over facebook and myspace pages…anyway, my son Mak came with me and I managed to talk about some sensitive subjects with the large crowd there..it seemed less embarrassing..lit11rr

..I had about 4 or 5 beers in the green room then just went out and talked to the people..about memorizing PENELOPE HOUSTON’s phone number and how it came in handy when I was arrested because they thought my acne medicine (tetracycline) was drugs…about finally finding out WHY and HOW the SEX PISTOLS took such an interest in NEGATIVE TREND…about maks suspension from school..about how my mom could never utter the words PUNK ROCK instead always referring to it as “THIS CRAZYNESS” and about the saga of my famously broken arm…just talking ’bout my life..and people laughed and cheered..it was awesome

 

lit7steveI got to meet up with some of my musical contemporaries. ..the lovely Penelope Houston, Hank Rank of CRIME..and spend sometime downstairs in front of the old MABUHAY GARDENS with STEVE DEPACE of FLIPPER and NEGATIVE TREND fame..a great drummer with some great stories and some intertwining history we shared…it was real good to catch up with him and his story of the first time he saw me perform..I apparently I immediately broke the 4 tables in front of stage and pushed people off the chairs and smashed the chairs over the broken tables and sent drinks flying and crashing everywhere..and that was just THE FIRST SONG!!!….good times

Anyhuzen, it was fun and looking back I guess I was a little nervous right before going on…I feel like it was a new dimension to add to my resume..STORYTELLER…I will gladly do it again when asked or when LOVERLEGENDLIAR (the book ) comes out..

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Mar 25

an homage to the Mediterranean Tavern..prelude to SATYRICON/TOS for dummies part 3

Posted on Wednesday, March 25, 2009 in rockstar-WAY-O-LIFE, Theatre of Sheep, Uncategorized

THE Mediterranean  was a gritty greek cafe and tavern that specialized in cheap beer and low budget greek food..I came upon the place via AL THE ANTI-PAL (allen b. lloyd) who lived at KEARNEY HOUSE and went on to work for THEATRE OF SHEEP selling our buttons and t-shirts…he was also working in the dingy kitchen at the “MED” as it was called…he would get us free or half price pitchers of PABST there before and after rehearsels..or any “occaison”…at the MEDITERRANEAN I became friends with the owner…GEORGE  TOULAHOUP-AH OH..PO…ya know…my greek isnt so good…we just called him GEORGE T….the other GEORGE being UGLY GEORGE,..a bukowski-esque drunk who would wax obnoxious at the MED’S open mike POETRY NIGHT…it was a slummy wonderful dive where if you were friends with GEORGE or AL THE ANTI PAL…you never left SOBER or HUNGRY……WALT CURTIS  and the local literary illuminatti made the MED bohemian ground zero for the ever unpopular “Poetry”….students, musicans,drunks, berets and mohawks,and petty dramas of the seedy neighborhood locals…atos11As the fledgling bands popularity grew ..and we became painfully aware that most of the BARS in town didnt want us .. the bands following was overwhelmingly underage…I approached GEORGE about doing SUNDAY AFTERNOON UNDERAGE SHOWS and he reluctantly agreed as long as “All the kids are out by 9pm”…we did shows with AL cooking up a spagetti dinner or greek food…and packed the tiny tavern with teens..and 50 cent champagne for the over 21 set..(that got us in trouble with liquor control commission).the stage was tiny..the size of a king size bed which made it very intimate…Jimi went wireless one time and I turned back during a lead to see he had left the packed building and was standing out on the yellow line down the middle of 16th and Burnside…going crazy on guitar…while cars whizzed by both directions honking thier horns and yelling…middle of the fucking street he does a 5 minute solo on “Manilla Romance”..master51..the shows got a buzz and were a blast…for us and our fans..soon everyone wanted to play THE MED…VIOLENT FEMMES,..mini-national acts to numerous to mention..and the kids would come back during the week for falafels and coffee…a business arrangement that suited both of us very well… soon GEORGE would talk over beers about wanting to buy a club .”..a club…JUST FOR MUSIC..no cafe..no noise complaints..”

our shows became relatively hi-tech comparatively as we outgrew the MEDITERRANEAN TAVERN and began to headline STARRYNIGHT CLUB down the street…and our POSTERS would also evolve significantly from those early days the MED….but the half dozen or so memorable shows there (and the simple black and white xeroxed posters)were an important building block in the foundation of the storied history of THEATRE OF SHEEP….and portland rock history as well..

because with the profits of the Mediterraneans surge in popularity,..sooner rather than later GEORGE T realized his dream and opened the famed SATRYICON CLUB at 6th between couch and davis…out of loyalty to us…he tagged THEATRE OF SHEEP to play the very first night…george became famous..the club legendary..and up until he got out..if I showed up there,..he’d give a nod to the bartenders and my drinks were always free..sometimes joining me and my party to talk nostagicly about “the old days” at the MEDITERRANEAN

POSTSCRIPT; as always I would encourage you to support this site and hit the THEATRE OF SHEEP on CDBABY.COM Link (Top right hand of this page )and pick up a copy of OLD FLAMES…or get the original 1984 12 inch 4 song Ep.. only about 20 left..drop me an email if youre a serious vinyl collector

Mar 24

Poster sampler and back story/TOS for dummies part 2

Posted on Tuesday, March 24, 2009 in Theatre of Sheep, Uncategorized

masters2one of the most unique things about THEATRE OF SHEEP was the posterspo5…THIS BLOG TO BE REFORMATTED..but go ahead and have a peek …as it is..po12po3I looked at the posters as a chance to explore the creative possibilities…TOS posters were made thru and old fashioned method and a connection with a basement printing shop named HALLENDERS, located underneath historic HUBERS on 4th avenuepo7…our connection there, employee and aspiring musican himself…was DERBY O’DONNELL…DERBY would scout excess paper from other large projects…sometimes in odd sizes..other times we would cut to 11×17…sometimes odd colors and textures…we once did a run of 1300 SILVER LICK AND STICK POSTERS!..unfortunately, we could never find a viable way to properly moisten them…our tongues got tired after a few dozen posters went up..LOLpo8…the first time thru the presses we would do a background color pattern…I was fond of LACE I xeroxed and enlarged to give a snakeskin/fishnet stocking-like image….then let the ink dry….po92nd time thru often with another pattern in another bold color..po10often concentric circles or a different lace pattern….the third time thru was almost always in black and contained the basic information on the show…in some posters we employed a stalinesque tactic when members left the band …we simply erased them and used the same photographpo111

sometimes the posters came out good..other times too busy..but always unique…the old men who worked with DERBY at hallendar took great pride in being a part of this very alternative creative endeavor and did an awesome job..occaisonally adding a fourth or fifth colorpo121.po141po13so…anyhuzen…this is just a work in progress…I have a lot more to upload po15…I know this layout is a bit disjointed but I will get with my website guru (Ericka Meyers) and tidy it up a bit…po16so enjoy and check back for the finished productpo17…as time permits I shall to chronicle every poster for every show..a daunting task as there were tons of gigs…I couldnt keep up creatively at timespo18…so some were gems and other hastily conceived duds but all were colorful and interesting…so thats it for now…all po20 artwork by rozz rezabekpo19

Feb 18

THEATRE OF SHEEP for DUMMIES…part one

Posted on Wednesday, February 18, 2009 in rockstar-WAY-O-LIFE, Theatre of Sheep

add2LESSON ONE; the beginning..aaaaaaaa1

 

THEATRE OF SHEEP was a post punk neo-psychedelic new wave pop ensemble that I sang for in the 80′s…..the band went thru many incarnations but the one that really clicked with a predominately young teenaged crowd was as follows below…

we packed the STARRYNIGHT CLUB and PINE STREET THEATRE on a regular basis from 1982 thru late in 84…this line-up of TOS (as we were known to hardcore fans..) was a diverse bunch.. and made for the eclectic hard to catagorize musical style that the band produced…in no particular order..

JIMI HASKETT -GUITAR….jimi was one of a handful of pioneers using the looping guitar riff on an  tape loop sl27Echoplex when we met and started collaborating…the others being U2 ‘s “the edge” and will sargent of “Echo & the bunnymen”

BRIAN “BRAIN”WASSMAN-DRUMS…Brian came from a surf punk background in Huntington Beach,ca…and Jammed with everyone from early rockabilly act “TheSurf Trio” to “BLACK FLAG” before relocating to Portland where THEATRE OF SHEEP was formed…

la4LESLI ANNE ARBUTHNOT-KEYBOARDS….lesli came from a collegiate background in classical music and surprisingly played the Violin as well as the piano…

JAMES “JIM”WALLACE-BASS….Jim came from a Jazz and funk background and was a veteran of several art rock bands after BERKLEE school of music and before joining THEATRE OF SHEEP…

ROZZ REZABEK-vocals…I wrote the lyrics and attempted to “sing”…my history was in “confrontational theatre” (so to speak )with the san francisco PuNk LeGeNdS ..NEGATIVE TREND….

Like I said..a very diverse group…to hear soundbites or get CD or download information visit http://www.cdbaby.com or I-tunes…..this is just the begining…lesson One…there will be several more additions ….

in lesson two we will get into the rise of glamour…our mantra “I wanna be Lovely….” and our colorful assault on the city of portland with our trademark psychedelic posters…the bands message resonated with the young idealistic mostly female crowd…Lesli became a style role model and even affected the local fashion scene…a “Lesli cut” became a staple of local salons…

la8the band was a favorite of both critics and loyal fans…and rumors swirled of eminent record company signings fromanne4 early on in the bands rise to popularity…the bands local following in portland were fervent so often Promoters would put TOS on national acts that were having trouble filling venues…the band opened for MODERN ENGLISH, GANG OF 4, IGGY POP..to name but a few…

 a couple cases in particular illustrate the Bands sway…BILLY IDOL’s “hot in the City” was on the charts …but WHITE WEDDING hadnt broken big yet…his PineStreet performance was destined to lose money for the promoter….add THEATRE OF SHEEP to the bill…and additional 280 people in ticket sales over the next four days and a great show…

a couple of cases where we turned down gigs . show the reverse effect…by us NOT being on the bill…JOSIE (johnny are you queer?)COTTON at STARRYNIGHT(ONLY 29 paid admissions) or THE RED ROCKERS (china,..china) also at starrynight …who despite thier college radio “Hit” could not EVEN  fill a guest list at the 1000 seat hall…

po232.so we were the darlings of local rock promoters as well the Newsweeklies…but the only opinion that mattered to us was the kids filling the clubs every weekend…and we catered to them…ending shows when the last buses left downtown for the suburbs…doing almost exclusively ALL AGES shows…and being accesible..in the cafes and local hangouts..

So when THEATRE OF SHEEP swept almost every category in the WILLAMETTE WEEKS annual music poll during thier emergence in 1982..it came as no surprise….Teenagers ,..though they cant get into bars…are the most die hard fan base in the world (just ask the jonas bro’s.)…snatching up buttons ,cassette tapes, tee-shirts, press kits as fast as we could “merch” them…THEATRE OF SHEEP released a 12 inch 4 song E.P. in 1984 called “A QUIET CRUSADE”

the rabid TOS devotee’s were invested in every twist and turn of the bands skewed journey… and the drama really heated up when a very young super groupie COURTNEY LOVE became obscessed with the band..

you can click to find information on purchasing the TOS RETROSPECTIVE “old flames” at CDBABY.COM in the LINKS at the top right hand of this page …Ciao for now…end of lesson one..

Feb 6

ONE BROWN TOOTH & A BOTTLE OF JACK.. PTS. 1 AND 2

Posted on Friday, February 6, 2009 in Theatre of Sheep

amz1.Journey thru the past..LO-TEK,..the LOST tapes….PART ONEpl2
It was on a recent nature hike thru the hills along the river..up off macadam off Taylors ferry in an area where the hills are sheer cliffs ….and the houses all built with decks facing OAKS PARK …the now dilapidated depression era amusement park…whos sad little fireworks show becomes less quaint and more pathetic each year..at least compared to the big bangs at the downtown waterfont and Ft. vancouver across the river in washington..

I saw this house..I probably mentioned it in a recent blog..and said to Mak and my date..”this house used to have a studio ..we used to record here..I wonder if its still going…” I impulsively knocked on the door…I was amazed when “Mike” who was 50 back in the day answered the door…with skinny scabby legs,shorts,..his trademark ass length bushy grey pony tail …and one brown tooth..

“Mike..its me ..Rozz..we used to record here …is LO-TEK still going?”.I queried..

“OH..Rozz!..what are you doing here?…yes rozz, ROZZ” as if suddenly pleased with putting the name to a face in his mind and having it all connect…”GREENHOUSE…right?”greenhous

“Oh yeah”..now it was me searching my memory banks…we had recorded there as “greenhouse” back in the late late 80′s after the SHEEP phenomena was “Officially dead”…it was brian,his ex wife diane..jim evans, jimi,.koster..o’hearn..god how many people had i been there with and how many times….I ecused myself for barging in on his saturday morning and told him “I’d try to call him”…never meaning to really call him…

it was Jimi..who reminded me when I informed him of the strange chance encounter…that we had recorded several reels of tape there over a couple years…I told jimi that Mike had indicated the studio was no longer functional since Deb (his girlfriend of 40 years) retired…it broke down and he didnt fix it..he had diabetes and all kinds of ailments…they were moving to a retirement community in florida next to Disneyland..jimi says “you gotta call him..before he goes..there might be treasures on those tapes…thats where youre version of VALIUM on loverlegendliar was recorded”..

“really?” hadnt even remembered where that had been recorded…..how can my mind be so concise and articulate in some things..and completely disconnected on other more weighty matters…so I got his number from brian and made arrangements to go over today..

IT WAS THE LAND WHERE TIME STOOD STILL…stacks of magazines and papers creeping ever closer to the middle of the main room….solitare was on a big computer moniter…Deb in her recliner, Mike in his well worn office chair…surrounded by empty cans of DRUM tobacco and empty 1/2 gallons of JACK DANIELS…dust and cobwebs growing on every musical instrument hanging on the once expansive walls…

I looked across to the open kitchen area… it was still there..atop on of the two old fridges..one for beer..one for food…a gallon pepperocini jar with peeling tape on a not quite square piece of yellowing notebook paper…even the sharpie message had faded ..”MUSICIANS BEE FUND”…oh…the R was gone…musicians beer fund…I swear to god it still had the same two crumpled dollars and a smattering of change that was there twenty years ago…a thick layer of silty dust covered everything…I started flashing back…aa

now I remember why I dont remember…LO-TEK was never about money…mike only recorded stuff he liked…they were pretty wealthy…they had 1/2 gallons of TANGUERAY (DEB’s drink) and Jack Daniels …and the one old fridge was always brimming with RAINER POUNDERS 16 ounce bottles…so we’ld show up there on hot summer nights, pound some beers and record..while mike would roll endless spleefs and cigarettes…no one ever put money in the jar ..and by the looks of things 20 years later…didnt seem to matter much…

the walls were covered with od posters…one of them was DEAD MOONS first or second show…it was like a time warp….I started remembering how you couldnt hurry things with mike…you had to sit and talk a bit…catch up on him and DEBs latest disneyland vacation….they were like big giddy kids still…they still had that childlike hippie lust for life…smiling happy….

ONE BROWN TOOTH…”Ya want any?” Mike shakily refilled his 6 ounce tumbler of Jack…he shook like he had parkinsons back in the day but now it was really bad…it was 11 am

I guess we all like to see examples that make our alcoholism seem mild by comparison…but this was ridiculous…but after an hour I stopped feeling sad for mike..and happy for him and deb..they are incredibly goodhearted people living life on the terms they chose…I was eager to go downstairs to the studio but I knew for the best result I need to be more casual..than overt…so we sat a spell..aaaaaaaa

me in the guest chair..a soiled recliner…yep still one chair..everyone else had to squat back then…now there was no realestate left to squat anywhere….dusty piles of magazines books and records covered the entire upper floor..I looked out the sliding glass doors towards the river “did WADE ever win the battle against the blackberries?” I asked…

“No..see for yourself” I looked down the steep hillside towards the river…yeah..I wanted the tapes…but this place had a lot of happy carefree memories…it still had that good rich hippie neil young vibe…though whereas I saw that OAKS PARK had been renovated a bit..LO-TEK and mike and deb were in a decline of there own choosing…

suddenly I noticed that there was no empty half gallons of TANQUERAY around DEB..”Deb,..did you quit drinkin’…”

end part one

bif526.a duck, a puppy,a kitten that looks like a puppy,..an another duck!…LO-TEK PT. 2!

I havent slept for 3 nights now…dont know quite why..its as if my most lucid moments are at 3 or 4 in the morning…I have all these Ideas and actions…dreams I want to actualize…things I want to address…I make these lists an inventories in my head and then keep a watchful eye on the clock to get Mak up at 7 am…then its off to cafe…internet…bloggage….coffee

started this intense new medicine..my doctor described it as “a Percocet like muscle relaxer for the heart”…it had to be approved by the state coz its very expensive…but it should “Significantly lower your risk of AORTIC ANNUERYISM”…Shit..I cant spell but you get my drift …the whole “sploding heart” thing..anyhuzen…I had a night to myself after a week of company..doga

my visit to retrieve lost tapes from LO-TEK STUDIOS was really eye opening as to just how fast time is flying by….

I dont know if theres any point to finishing the story of my visit to the dusty old studio…coz , in essence…its the same old story…my dear friend Autumn (from the METAL CHURCH flat,..now in Boston) was a heavy AA’er and her haunting words have always stayed with me “Alcoholism is a progressive disease”

never was that so evident as my trip to the studio and my visit with ONE BROWN TOOTH and his wife DEB….when I asked DEB if she had stopped drinking….she sighed and kind of gave me this angry yet resigned look…her shapeless obese body spilling over the sides of her recliner…and while OBT(one brown tooth) was surrounded by resplendant amounts of empty half gallons of JACK DANIELS and DRUM tobacco cannisters…gone were the empty half gallons of TANQUERAY that usually surrounded the little TV tray tables strewn with papers that she called her “Area” back in the day…

she went into some tale of how her sister had died and she got a DUI right before retiring from the postal service and she had to complete a DIVERSION PROGRAM or she would lose her hefty pension…they had to do that before moving to florida…then she went into the “it was kind of screwy coz the cop blah-blah blah..”…you know the tale…I have never met anyone who got a DUI that said “YEP..I was driving BLOTTO”…There is always some extenuating circumstances backstory that just makes people look worse when they use it for an excuse…

longstorylonger…DEB cant drink or smoke pot for a year…and she is one bitter pissed off half eskimo indian…she glared at me “yeah ,..got another 9 months of this bullshit”…personally..I dont think she’ll make it…and ONE BROWN TOOTH..I love the guy..he’s like an older version of CITYWORKER…he’s a exhuberant teenager when he rattles on about DISNEYLAND this and DISNEYLAND that….but the reality is…oct4

with his glucose level at 550…still pounding JACK DANIELS…the state of his legs and feet…he would rather have his feet amputated than stop drinking…I dont see how DISNEYLAND could be any fun…him and deb are both on disabled carts when they go there, cant really ride many rides…but they havent changed in 20 years…DISNEYLAND IS THIER LIFE…

I asked CITYWORKER whats the big deal with DISNEYWORLD…why would someone want to live next to the theme park and get a year round pass so they could go daily?…cityworker looks at me and says “DISNEYLAND OR DISNEYWORLD?” and I notice that his eyes are twinkling like OBT’s as he asks me….

“Disneyland…why is there a difference? the one with EPECOT CENTER”" I ask…

“Oh yeah…DISNEYLAND is really cool” cityworker is jazzed up and animated as he tells me about the merits of DISNEYLAND over DISNEYWORLD…He’s been home “sick” from work so Ive had more conversations with the usually invisible roomate than Ive had in the last 6 months..he’s just about “well” and is a little stir crazy I think…I realize he’s a DISNEY FREAK too…pp81

okay..I must have been a deprived child or something…Ive never been to DISNEYLAND,DISNEYWORLD or any “theme” park for that matter…so maybe I just dont get it…but when I see thier ads on t.v.I get kind of creeped out for some reason…

ONE BROWN TOOTH had been so excited as he told me how the MAID made these lovely towel animals out of “towels”(well ,duh…) when I went up to the corbett area studio…mike ponted them out on top the TV…”a duck..a puppy, a kitten..that looks like a puppy..and another duck…the maid in our room at disneyland made us one and left it on our bed each day….”

what I saw atop the TV was 4 dusty browninsh towels folded not that amazingly in some sort of lame oregamy…with GOOGLY EYES glued to them…they just werent the astonishing works of art he lavished praise on…to me, anyway…more like something you’ld buy from the special-ed kids at a school bazaar around christmas…maybe they had looked better before they got packed in luggage and shipped back to portland to die an undistinguished life gathering dust on top of the boob tube…but to him they were picasso’s…shoe5

eventually I broached the subject “so should we head down to the studio and see whats a crack-a-lackin’”

“Whaaaa” he looked at me quizzically…

“crack-a-lackin’…just some slang the kids our saying nowadays” I suddenly felt very young around these aging hippies dying in thier failing bodies…OBT got his cane and unsteadily followed me down to the studio ..very slow…about halfway down the stairs I ask casually”do you have a MYSPACE..great for finding old friends..an people finding you”?

“Im not so sure I want people finding me” …the old big brother paranoia was a familiar theme back in the day with him and it hadnt changed…the studio was a shambles..the piano was still there…drums set up in a booth …garbage and junk piled in front of the bookshelves housing hundreds of master tapes…the control booth was torn up around the board as if a futile attempt to fix the deck had been aborted…it was sad…the ceiling was still low..I remembered banging my head so many times on this place where I would stand playing guitar..and mid-take I’d bang my head on the jutting heating vent…good times..

anyhuzen we found 3 master tapes two labeled GREENHOUSE and one labeled ROZZ-THEATRE OF SHEEP…so I was estatic..I waited for an opening and at what seemed the appropriate moment I asked casually “can I take these for jimi to go thru and see if theres anything usuable?”..direct,..but not demanding…

“sure” OBT was amiable and goodhearted as always …just a big old kid..so we got the tapes and went back up…he printed me out his “special”recipe” for jerk chicken seasoning…though I dont know why..the subject of food or cooking or jamacian spices NEVER came up…nonetheless..he printed it out and prattled on excitedly about DISNEYLAND…sp4

I looked around the large room which the wall and shelves and stuff was literally encroaching towards the center of the room…”when are you gonna start packing?”…..

“real soon”

I looked at the mess…this is a half million dollar home in complete disheveled state of disrepair…I had the distinct feeling one of them would die before achieving thier dream of living next to DISNEYLAND…and the other would abort the move…the level of PACKRATDOM was incredible….even dwarfing mine

ONE BROWN TOOTH started into another story of how they got “SPECIAL” buttons from the management that they would wear on thier DISNEYLAND VISORS and they’ld get all these special 2 for one deals..he was getting excited an riled up again….”Hey I got to be going..but I’ll come by again before you leave..eh?”..I stood up with the tapes…sl17

as I left he said “the tapes are yours..keep them!” and I left thier house feeling nostalgic, sad,..happy and angry at the cruel joke of aging….If theres a god he must be quite mean…funny how thier lives made me a little down but ..aside from DEB’s anger at not being able to drink for awhile…they were exceedingly happier people than all these chicks I know on PROZAC,SELECTA,WELLBUTRIN,PAXIL, and ZOLOFT…

SO …now I know what happens to rich hippies after a lifetime of excess