26 June 2008

Atlanta Sedition Orchestra in the Atlanta Journal-Constitutional!













Last year, Becca and Phil from the Rude Mechanical Orchestra departed from our fine island and headed south, like little marching-band Johnny Appleseeds, and started a new band. Now Atlanta can boast not only the Seed and Feed Marching Abominable, but also the svelte and rowdy Atlanta Sedition Orchestra. Along the way, and much to my delight, Becca picked up the sousaphone, and not just any old sousa—it's a double-belled badass sousaphone decked out in flames. B&P are heading back to New York, and the ASO just received a very nice treatment in the Atlanta Journal Constitutional -  


Atlanta Sedition Orchestra marching band mixes politics, punk and parade

By JAMIE GUMBRECHT
The Atlanta Journal-Constitution
Published on: 06/26/08

It started as a parking lot party, more friends than strangers, all drinking beer and enjoying a cool night near the end of May. They were celebrating the opening of the community arts center WonderRoot, touring its fancy new digs and waiting in the breeze for the bands in the basement to turn on the amps.

It didn't take long for the drags of an old familiar tune to blow through the parking lot off Memorial Drive, no amplifier necessary. After that first brass bellow was a tap on a drum, the shuffle of movement, then a full marching band in black-and-purple stripes, ribbons and tassels. It wailed "Saint James Infirmary Blues" and poured from the basement led by a double-belled sousaphone painted like a fire-breathing dragon. Euphonium, trombone, alto sax, tenor sax, bass and snare drums, cymbals, tambourine, a whistle.

Conversations stopped. Rookie audience members raised their eyebrows; regulars at protests and benefits smiled. It took a few songs before they were officially introduced.

But the drums were labeled: ASO.

"Some people were just shocked," says Chris Appleton, a WonderRoot founder. "A marching band?"

Like every gig the Atlanta Sedition Orchestra plays, it wasn't just a party. It was a parade.

The band started in late 2007, rehearsing in living rooms and borrowed spaces with half a dozen musicians. Since then, its membership has grown to 30 or so, and its list of gigs includes a Cabbagetown benefit, feminist talk show on WRFG-FM (89.3), bicycle auction and a fund-raiser for Grannies for Peace.

With traditions borrowed from high school football fields, New Orleans jazz funerals and protests marches, it attracts musicians without a venue and activists without an organization. The sound is unpolished, but soulful and spirited. The band is political like Infernal Noise Brigade, a well-known, now-defunct Seattle marching band that formed to protest 1999 World Trade Organization meetings. But it's all ages, spontaneous, community-oriented, fun and local like the Seed & Feed Marching Abominable from Inman Park.

No musical experience necessary, purple-and-black "uniforms" requested, passion required.

"We all share a kind of joy in taking public spaces," says Rebecca Miriam, 25, a sousaphone player who helped to start the group after she moved to Atlanta in August 2007. "People come to the band because they're on the same page and want to use their talents."

In radical bands and dance teams across the country, those talents range from superior musicianship and composing skills to willingness to pick up a cowbell and make it rock. New York City has its Rude Mechanical Orchestra; Somerville, Mass., the Second Line Social Aid & Pleasure Society Brass Band; Greensboro, N.C., the Caka!ak Thunder; San Francisco Bay area, the Brass Liberation Orchestra.

These motley bands of amateur aficionados and musical newcomers formed around the country for the last decade, sometimes with other groups as inspiration, but just as often without it, says Kevin Leppmann, an organizer for HONK! Festival, an annual gathering of street bands to be held in October in Massachusetts. The surest way to get people behind a cause, he says, is to tell them to bring a tambourine or a horn.

"The whole idea is to have fun reclaiming our public spaces, reclaiming our connections to each other," says Leppmann, a trombone player. "We were surprised as anyone to find that [bands] keeps emerging and producing all over. Something about the present sociopolitical situation leads people to pick up and instrument and make some noise."

Miriam organized Rude Mechanical Orchestra's dance team before she moved to Reynoldstown with her partner, Phil Andrews, 29, a trombone player. His story is typical of the Sedition Orchestra: He loved playing music during high school in Pennsylvania, but didn't like the structure, so he gave up his horn to play in a punk band. When he found the marching band with "a punk rock sensibility" as an adult, his mom mailed his trombone.

The Sedition Orchestra recruits through word-of-mouth and Craigslist. Their ad is simple: "We perform at marches and fundraisers around town in support of local causes ... If you've just started playing, you play every day, or haven't picked up the thing in years, we invite you to come play with us."

Joining gives people a chance to say with a straight face that they play the washboard or the megaphone for the ASO, if not the Atlanta Symphony Orchestra.

The going rate for a performance: free.

Whichever members are available make up the band that day. They play in whatever space is available. That usually means playing as part of the crowd, like in the WonderRoot parking lot, where the band tangled itself in the bikers, drinkers and artists who'd moved outside. The band paused sometimes for a tune, took dramatic sideways steps forward, laid down on the ground and played in the air. Then they'd spring up and dart to another side of their crowded, asphalt stage.

"It's challenging people to move around," says Appleton, the WonderRoot founder. "As soon as people got comfortable and got in their little spot to watch the band, they would move. That was a nice parallel with [Sedition Orchestra's] purpose."

That purpose varies member to member.

• Alessandro Chapman, 20, who borrowed a pair of cymbals so he could be involved: He wants to see the end of capitalism in the United States, and says the band can be a part of it.

• Hiron Roy, 22, a Georgia Tech student and alto sax player: He wants a group that keeps him playing and performing.

• Amy Plasman, 28, a euphonium player of eight months: She wants a different level of political involvement. "I don't usually just go to a march or a protest, but I will go with the band," she says.

Principles and purpose aside, they all agree with the good, old-fashioned idea that everything, from a sporting event to a protest, is more exciting when a marching band shows up.

The repertoire is a bit of a surprise too, ranging from "We Shall Overcome" to Salt-n-Pepa's "Push it."

Miriam and Andrews brought the idea for a band to Atlanta, but they moved back to New York this month. They'll tour with Rude Mechanical Orchestra this summer. Sedition Orchestra members pout about how much the organizers will be missed, but say they're not nervous about what happens next.

They make decisions together, sticking to what might be rules, if this were a rule-making kind of organization: Everyone in the band is an individual, everyone is there because he or she supports the cause (whatever it is that day) and everyone in the band matters.

They democratized quickly, finding others to lead rehearsals and create new pieces for the band. They want more members, a fuller sound, to see some faces from the crowd at rehearsals, a color guard to fly the purple and black.

There's no shortage of rallies and fund-raisers that could use a boost. Their services are in demand.

It's a parade. They just try to keep moving.


15 June 2008

RMO fundraiser 6/27!

A message from the RMO:



CAMP IT UP! with the RUDE MECHANICAL ORCHESTRA

Friday, June 27th at DCTV
87 Lafayette Street, NYC (just south of Canal)
$0-$20 suggested donation - $20 gets you a special gift!
Doors open at 7pm
Wear something CAMP-y!
HELP US GO PROTEST THE RNC! ***

Bike valet! Silent auction! S'mores! Stripes! Khaki shorts! Fun!

Buy a raffle ticket and win your chance to have the RMO perform at a
personal event of your choosing! Yes, we're serious. 1 for $3, 2 for
$5, 10 for $20. Available now until the party. Your event must take
place after our tour and be in one of the five boroughs.

Also featuring:
Veveritse
Inner Princess
Melora auf Rasputina
Frank London
Jennifer Miller of Circus Amok!
DJ Dusty Walker
And, of course, the RMO

*** In August 2008, the Rude Mechanical Orchestra is taking our show
on the road - in a low-impact, environmentally-friendly manner (no
stretch SUV limo for us). We will be converting a school bus to run on
waste veggie oil and traveling cross country for a two-week adventure
-- to cross-pollinate with progressive grassroots organizations and
other amazing movers and shakers, and to loudly register our dissent
at the Republican National Convention. Along our journey, we plan to
raise awareness about and support groups and individuals fighting
against racism, sexism, homophobia, war and violence in all its forms.
So come party with us and help one of the hardest-working bands in
town send our rabble-rousing brassy selves to speak music to power!

24 May 2008

Mad, Baby, Mad

Check here for some well made video of Mucca Pazza + assorted ephemera (Frankie, Annette, and Dick Dale - no joke!).

11 May 2008

Where does it lead?


Simon Balleyguier of FS at Barbès, originally uploaded by Piratejenny.

Fanfare Samenakoa's name is a phonetic rendering of the French phrase, "Where does it lead?" The answer for the past week, luckily for us, has been New York. However, next week will lead FS back to their home port of Marseilles. Their last gig's happening tonight at DROM

I saw FS for the third time last night at Barbès, where the tradition  continued whereby an oversized European brass band squeezes into the bar's back room, and the capacity crowd tests the fidelity of the floorboards by pogoing through the set. They played a long set composed almost entirely of tightly arranged originals. And if my reading of the liner notes of their 2007 CD, Souk, is correct, almost everyone in the band has contributed to the repertoire, which ranges from jazz, to funk, to hip-hop, to surf rock, to balkan brass. Every member is an impressive player, but their chops are coupled with silliness. Simon hands off his sousaphone once a set to rap quite competently in French about the ridiculousness of a French brass band doing hip hop. He and Alex B., who plays bari sax, do beat-boxing standoffs with their horns, the novelty of which tends to reduce the audience to giddiness. My favorite aspect of the band may well be Alex S., on bass drum, who doubles as a singer whose megaphone-aided voice is a sultry croon that reminds me of Beth Gibbons from Portishead--which is somewhat surprising, since crooning is not what you expect to hear through a megaphone. (Those who know me way not find it surprising that I, who play bass drum and sing--though rarely capable of doing both at the same time--would be drawn to the chanteuse on the grosse caisse [as they call the bass drum in France], but I assure you: she really is spectacular.)

So, we have the Hungry March Band, and especially Samantha the cymbalista, to thank for going to France and luring yet another French band (this is the third one in as many years!) to New York City to brighten our spring. And soon I'll be posting about another French fanfare who is already planning a trip--not only to NYC but to ten other U.S. cities--for spring 2009. Vive la France!

07 May 2008

More Folly!

Emperor Norton's has a post up recounting their Folly Day experience -- with video!

29 April 2008

Fanfare Samenakoa

***CORRECTIONS***
Samenakoa is NOT playing at Zebulon due to a fire at the club. They are instead playing at Drom for Frank London's birthday party, which is on the 7th, not the 11th (though they're playing at Drom on the 11th as well). Anyways, the schedule below should be right on now, so just go see them!
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Samenakoa is an 11-piece fanfare from Marseilles, Fraunce (audio clips here). They're going to be in NYC until Tuesday the 13th and they'll be pretty busy while they're here, so make sure you check them out along the way.

  • Weds. 5/7, Drom, 85 Ave. A, Manhattan, (Frank London's 50th b-day party, w/ Klezmer Brass All-Stars, Maracatu NY & others)
  • Fri. 5/9, 8p: Jalopy, 15 Columbia Street, Red Hook, Brooklyn, with Veveritse
  • Sat. 5/10, 11p: Barbes, 376 9th St. (@6th Ave.), Park Slope, Brooklyn (the extraordinary Mamie Minch will be playing at 8, so if you can make both, your time will be well spent)
  • Sun. 5/11, Drom, 85 Ave. A, Manhattan
They will no doubt be popping up in other random places as well, so stay tuned.

What I Did on My Weekend, by jTuba

Photo by Pirate Jenny

This year's Folly Day wasn't just fun and exciting, it was educational too! Here are a few things I learned:

1.
If you are a brass band and, having just sonically assaulted another brass band, you want to retreat quickly, you should still turn around slowly and carefully before actually running away so as to avoid nasty lip injuries among your brass-playing membership.

2.
The NYPD seems to think that there's something unlawful about more than one person playing music at a time without a permit.

3.
Point 2 is total bullshit; according to the Rules & Regulations of the City of New York Parks & Recreation, section 1-05(d), the sound prohibitions within NYC parks are against (1) "unreasonable noise," (2) use of "sound reproduction devices" (meaning radios & other amplification) without a permit, (3) playing instruments between 10p-8a, and (4) playing music for the purpose of commercial advertisement without a permit.

4.
People in brass bands are reluctant to give themselves up when other bands try to borrow them by force. Should've seen that coming, I suppose.

5.
The wonderful Jessica Lurie sometimes jogs through Prospect Park on Sundays.

It should also be noted that, though aggressively courted, Disaster remained aloof throughout the day: the rain held off, no one was actually summonsed, the
Top Secret Attack Band managed to attack all of the other bands in succession, sending them scurrying away in mortal terror, and, oh yeah, the
RMO got their aforementioned big gay bus (which is not to say that they don't still need some loot). The RMO, by the way, gets props for having the foresight to use a couple of their dancers as "jogger"-spies. You people are too clever for your own good, I tell you.

Emperor Norton's Stationary Marching Band also deserves a special nod just for making it all the freakin' way down here from Boston (well, Somerville, really - which is where the cool's at in the Boston area).

HMB gets its kudos for knowing how to play dumb with the 5-0 and for, can we say, dressing holy-crap fabulously? Dayamn, that man has some wardrobe!

The good people of Grub deserve your respect just for existing. To wit:



Unfortunately, photos are not as plentiful this year as last because some of our favorite
photographers were otherwise preoccupied. We'll have to do this again, maybe.