In the midst of a load of nonsense from all sides, I continue to work with Gusty and reflect upon TM513. A good way to focus this reflection and update is to go to the positive subject of my own father, whose birthday is this coming Tuesday, June 11, 2013. Sadly, I will be celebrating this birthday in spirit with my father, as he died 10/01/11 (there’s some numbers to work with, I’m chickenshit to do so at this time
My father was a professor of German language and literature, a farm boy from Depression Era South Dakota who made it. As he often said, “I am the American Dream!”. And while there was a certain irony to that statement, given that Dad served in the military post WWII, and then harbored Vietnam draft dodgers in our basement when I was growing up in the Republic of Boulder (six square miles surrounded by reality!), it was/is a true story. He was the BEST of the American Dream.
My father was a passionate lover of music, and later in his life became a serious music critic, starting by writing for local publications, but eventually flying all around the world to write articles about all kinds of musical events. And the gift my father gave me from the time I was a child was the constant desire and pursuit of knowledge, of understanding of new concepts, things, music, ways of life, you name it. As a child my father took me to plays, concerts, museums, lectures. Yes, we heard a lot of classical music! Who brought home the latest Beatles album for his son? My Dad. Or how about the Mariachi Mass with blind Mexican musicians who could rob you of your own sight with their amazing music (long before it was hip to dig world music or any of that). I will never EVER forget the African dance and music troupe I witnessed. And to bring this full circle, I don’t remember the name of the new music group from Vienna that specialized in Schoenberg, but after a performance of Pierrot Lunaire in Boulder, the entire group came to our house in Boulder and partied HARD until the wee wee hours (thanks Eric Clapton). I was really only a kid, maybe 7 or 8 years old (and totally in love with an Austrian blond bombshell in the group, but this stuff was how I grew up, I thought 12 tone and all kinds of weird shit was ultra cool.
If there is a heaven, I hope my Dad can check out TM513. He would be immensely interested, he would have wanted to interview Markus for hours, and he would have loved every moment of it here on earth. Ten days after my father died, I heard and saw Markus for the first time with Stick Men. It was Nikki’s first concert (she’s a classical musician, but loved it!). After that concert in Boulder, I friended Markus on Facebook, and the rest is history, or is that His Story, as Sun Ra says
For those of you who have helped us, thank you SO MUCH. If you haven’t heard Markus’ music yet, check it out. And then help support us, because this has been a wonderful, but expensive adventure. I’m grateful for all of it, the music, the people, the community, the process. It’s really quite amazing. You should support TM513 because it IS about humanity, and we are in danger of losing our humanity. Markus and I and all the beautiful people that are a part of this world wide community want humanity to survive, because ultimately as artists, that is what we are: humanists!
Be there, or be square, dude!
[This was first posted on our PledgeMusic campaign site on June 9, 2013 - Tobias]