Tuesday, November 9, 2010

The Latest Spill...Treme!!



New Orleans, Pre "K", Pre Who Dat and Two Dat and Dis And Dat and oh Treme'.  Through the years,  the city has been able to chew up and spit out phoniness and commercial music.  Now the commercial blues are taking over Frenchmen street.  It's one thing to watch folks from out of town learn the music of your land and in turn watch them sell it to the folks that visit.  It's another story when it is being sold on television as the real thing and then in turn it cranks up the wattage in your favorite bars.  Seriously, New Orleans is going from Edison bulbs to Florescent quick.  


New Orleans has made it out of the funk of "K"...I'm not even going to say the word,  it is used too often to play the sad song, or the triumphant one whichever is a better sell.  While everyone grabs for the spotlight of The Treme, I'm looking further into the deepness of the city looking to connect to the past that only a local can know.  I guess in the end, I'm glad our economy is good enough to move onto another street.  I almost feel like when the second generation hipsters started to invade our neighborhood in Williamsburg, Brooklyn.  The first generation is one thing, but the 2nd, 3rd and 4th.  Jesus, it is a bit watered down, the last thing we need is another flood line in New Orleans.  
With that said, just like any great city it takes em all.  It's up to us to weave the fabric of the past into the new quilt.  Oh give us strength to overcome this day of the celebrity landfill spilling over into our charming lot!


Tuesday, November 2, 2010

The Tweed Run!!


The Tweed Run is a group bicycle ride through the centre of London, in which the cyclists are expected to dress in traditional British cycling attire, particularly tweed plus four suits. Any bicycle is acceptable on the Tweed Run, but classic vintage bicycles are encouraged. Some effort to recreate the spirit of a bygone era is always appreciated.










Friday, October 15, 2010

Shop Chic!!


Growing up in a small farming town, I was surrounded by many men in work clothes.  Somewhere between farming clothes to machinist attire.  When I was young and rebellious, I wanted nothing to do with this look but now I have grown to appreciate not only the style but the hard working men who wear this everyday.  I remember seeing them going to work in the morning and returning home all dirty.  Many of them would hit the showers only to return in a fresh set of work clothes.  It had become their style.  


I think the most alluring thing about the style is that it came out of pure function and just so happens to look good.  These were men of great craft and integrity.  They lived in the moment and provided for their families


These are the guys that introduced us to denim! Gold Miners!


Lately, I have been loving the top button on shirts with no tie.  Not to look like a preppy or a conservative, more like a machinist who is protecting himself from flying shavings.


Got to have some old Red Wings


Safety Glasses, Andy Fletcher Style!



Earnest Sewn is my jean of choice.  Not only do they fit me well, they represent what "Cafe Epoque" is all about, hand made by passionate people.  


Shop rags are so hip!





Monday, October 4, 2010

Order of the Knights of St. Crispin & an ode to shoe polish....

Order of the Knights of St Crispin was an American Labor Union of shoeworkers in the Northeast. Founded in 1867 it claimed 50,000 members by 1870, by far the largest union in the country. But it was poorly organized and soon declined. They fought encroachments of machinery and unskilled labor on autonomy of skilled shoeworkers. One provision in the Crispin constitution explicitly sought to limit the entry of "green hands" into the trade. But that failed because the new machines could be operated by semi-skilled workers and produce more shoes than hand sewing.


Shoemaking is a traditional handicraft profession, which has now been largely superseded by industrial manufacture of footwear.   Ever wonder why we are so attracted to "vintage" items.  We feel like we have a piece of the authenticity of the past.  What is authenticity?  Truthfulness to ones origins, a sincere, devotion to ones craft.  The individual artisanship of an item is a paramount criterion, such items often have cultural and/or religious significance. Items made by mass production are not handicrafts.


For the past 10 years I have been attracted to these big clunkers, made me remember some special men from the past.  One thing I noticed was how bullet proof they were and how many new shoes in my collection have come and gone while these just remained.  Trends came and went but these were always there waiting for me to come to my senses.  I'm remembering shoe polish from my little league days.  Shane's mom would polish his shoes, pearly white before every game.  I could see him down the side lines now after I pitched him the ball and he raced for the touchdown.  Shoe polish is a nice reset button. I guess I've always been "green", recycling my shoes and keeping them on the road and keeping the shoemaker opened for business.




Tuesday, September 21, 2010

Just A Wee Bit...


Over the weekend, we took a trip to Northern Ireland for our dear friends Oliver and Susanne's wedding.  Wow, we had a great time with our friends from NY, London along with many other places.  I'll be following up shortly with details of the trip.  Many special moments with fires in TeePee's, A Game of Cricket, & Cottages.

Tuesday, September 14, 2010

New Music on the Playlist...


I discovered this guy from the old school way of browsing a record shop and the passionate guy working the counter suggested I give it a try.  I'm going to miss the face to face conversations about music when the record shop goes extinct.



This dude made a master piece holed up one winter on his own.  A true new sound!



Fleetfoxes
The guys have a new folk sound that is easy to have on and doesn't annoy you like some new hipster wanna be music.  After living in Williamsburg, Brooklyn and being a signed artist, I'm always hyper sensitive to the press some bands get and don't really buy it at first.  Afterall, there are a number of hipster bands getting away with some cheap sounding stuff.  I love it all though.

 
Spoon
I was a little skeptical at first, I guess because they're from Texas but damn their new record is good!  The bass player does it for me, so economical and only plays where necessary in his own little groove.  Great sounding drums too!


Broken Social Scene
Probably my favorite band over the past few years.  A lot of talent flows in and out of this group, Feist being the most familiar.  This is one of those bands that you peek in the record store for something new every month and you often want to buy something you already have just to make it brand new again. "Looks just like the sun" is one of my favorites.  "Feels Good Lost" is a great driving record.


Phoenix
I've always been a big fan of Sofia Copola and I discovered these guys because she is married to the singer.  And what a charm he is.  We went to see them at Tipitina's in New Orleans and they blew me away.  They sounded as good or better than anyone I've ever heard.  I think it's the best record of 2009. It was nice to see the kids go crazy for this band from Paris, right here in our back yard.


Delicious Beginnings

“Every new beginning comes from some other beginning's end.” Seneca quotes ( Roman philosopher, mid-1st century AD)


It seems at every major turning point in life, there comes some moments of darkness before the light.  To remain a child is the ultimate goal, childlike in our imagination towards our interests without inhibition.  It seems like every time I give into a new part of myself, comfort comes and I feel like I have arrived.  I think it's natural to want to feel comfort and to feel like we've found ourselves but true enlightenment comes with constantly planting new seeds along with the nurturing it requires.  The other day, I had a conversation with a 7th grader who was troubled with the pressures of being around kids with their opinions.  We both shed a few tears as I told her the hardest thing in life is being yourself, your true self.  Not the one you think people want you to be, but the one that is true to the soul.  That ever evolving one, that resist comfort and contributes to this world something unique.