Monday, 5 December 2016

Adventures In The Studio

Myself & Jim Dymond, in performance...

My recollection is that a handwritten note was pinned to the painting dept. noticeboard simply saying that if you were interested in ‘contemporary music’ you should fetch up in a room that (certainly for me at least) I’d hardly noticed before on the bottom corridor. 

Several of us went along.  We met an eccentric looking Welshman who had an Afro hairdo and a terrific bushy mexican moustache.  He was Howard Rees and looking back I now imagine that he wasn’t that many years older than we were.  He was a terrifically energetic, classically trained musician but with a passionate interest in modern music.  Before he let us loose on the amazing kit (that included Sennheiser Concert Speakers, two Revox four track tape recorders and - the very latest sensational musical gismo the VCS3 that we’d only ever seen Brian Eno play on TOTP!) he insisted we go up to the College music room (a comfortable living room that overlooked the gardens) where he introduced us to KarlHeinz Stockhausen’s Kontakte.  There are few moments that are truly revelatory in life but for me, and several others present I reckon, that was one.  A week later Howard was back and we were in the room again listening to Steve Reich’s It’s Gonna Rain and either that week or the following it was Terry Riley’s A Rainbow In Curved Air.  Those sessions have lived in my head for almost forty five years!
Tom Batty (I think) and myself 'performing' for John Elliot


We went on to play about in the studio, to play about with the kit, to make all kinds of sound pieces and even, with our painting tutor, Ron Smith who was by this time less interested in paintings but obsessive about his saxophone playing form an experimental sound group that variously was called Sticks Mbutto & his Magic Band and the Ron Smith Big Quartet (ha ha…there were five of us).  One of number - Jimmy - who I shall feature in another post soon - was so transformed by these experiences he has made his life in avant garden musical circles.

John Elliot 'fixing' a guitar

What happened to Howard?  I’m not sure but I think there may be a reference to him in the book Cybersonic Arts: Adventures in American New Music.  There is mention in Chapter 11 What We Did Last Summer to the International Carnival of Experimental Sound in London in Summer 1972.  A band with Cornelius Cardew in it called Naked Software also lists members John Lifton, Anna Lockwood, Harvey Matusow and - Howard Rees.  I have also turned up a credit on Harold Budd’s 1978 album The Pavilion of Dreams for Howard Rees as the Vibes/Marimba player in the ensemble.  In addition an intriguing album by the Welsh Argentine Guitar Duo features a finale piece written by a Howard Rees called Goodbye Alun and Thank you-Elegy in Memoriam Alun Hoddinott.  It might be a stretch but Howard was Welsh!  There’s also a listing on Gavin Bryars first take on The Sinking Of The Titanic on Eno’s Obscure label in 1975 of a Howard Rees as ‘director’.  Given his interests there's at least a chance these are our man.


Sunday, 4 December 2016

A real longitudinal study...


If there's any purpose to this at all it might be the way in which it could reflect the lives and careers of art students. At a time when the professionalisation of Art Schools (sorry I mean University Arts Depts) has all but drained their entire lifeblood it might give pause for thought...though in the current climate I doubt it.
In this picture I'm mooching about the top floor flat's living room whilst Dave Thomas gets on with some serious painting; in this case an almost life size self portrait.  It's paid off pretty well for Dave!


Saturday, 3 December 2016

Cheers!


We say 'bottoms up' from the Ponderosa, the public bar at the Penwerris Inn, Falmouth, Cornwall.

Friday, 2 December 2016

Let loose the dogs of war...


The staircase up to the second floor of the Penwerris and our flat was patrolled by Melville's two alsatians - don't be fooled by the recumbent and placid looking fella here.  Sure if you knew him.  But if you didn't I'd give very little for your chances...

Friday, 25 November 2016


Shrouded in darkness (the Ponderosa was mostly like that even on a sunny day...) here sits Melville J Brooks, the proprietor.  Engaged in his favourite pursuit, the card game Euchre.  I never really understood it...two teams of two competed and some games took forever whilst others ended almost instantly usually with roars of cusses.

Tuesday, 29 March 2016

Amigos


Four of the amigos...from the left, Shaks (David Shakarian), Jimmy (James Whitehead), David (Weekes) and Paul (Guidici).  Jimmy, David & Paul were also Painting students from 1970 to 73.  Shaks was in the year following (71 to 74).  

About this blog...


Ponderosa Days blog is an occasional and quite random recollection of my days as a student at Falmouth School of Art from the autumn of 1970 to 1973 when I 'graduated' with a Diploma in Art & Design and went off to Birmingham School of Art & Design to do a post graduate course.  It owes almost everything to my pal and fellow student Allan Green (on the right in the photo of us both, winter 1970) who took most of the photos here ( the colour ones are slides of mine) and who wrote the snippets of his epic poem 'Those Ponderosa Days'.  The Ponderosa (besides being the home of the Cartwrights in Bonanza) was the public bar of the Penwerris Inn.  Allan and myself (and quite a few others) lived there on and off for some two years or so.

The wider context

I came across this
site whilst looking for information on the marvellous Lionel Miskin for one of my other blogs. Lionel was just one of the exceptional people that populated the staff at the college and his eccentricity and individuality seem to me to be exactly what art schools should be about.  I imagine he wouldn't last five minutes in one of our University Art Faculties...and nor in all probability would he have wanted to!


portrait from Dennis' site
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