I noticed that the New York Times, on my stupid smart phone none the less, made mention of Taylor Swift “1989” selling 1.3 M in the first week, and then stopping at the Starbucks on Alameda de Las Pulgas in Menlo Park to check my email on my laptop — after sneaking away to see the Bill Murray as saintly Viet Nam Vet but not quite a Jonathan Lethem story Melfi movie “St. Vincent” not the singer who hangs with David Byrne and not the scene from “Inside Llewyn Davis” but not far from it, especially the closing credits coda synch license of Bob Dylan “Shelter from the Storm” — and bought the cd, for $12.95, tax deductible, especially if this Curtis McMurtry Rachel Garlin at Stern Ballroom actually happens.
This debate has taken center stage in the industry thanks to the decision by Taylor Swift to remove her entire catalog from Spotify. Calling streaming outlets like it “a grand experiment,” Ms. Swift told Yahoo in an interview last week: “I’m not willing to contribute my life’s work to an experiment that I don’t feel fairly compensates the writers, producers, artists and creators of this music.”
“Shake it Off” track number six is closing on 300 million youtube plays:
Two hundred ninety Amazon reviews
A hard copy of the Chron meanwhile left at Peet’s has an Amoeba ad featuring Primus new studio cd, first in “nearly 20 years” “Primus & The Chocolate Factory With The Fungi Ensemble”
even in that context when they say “Charlie” song title I think Charlie Hunter not Charlie and The Chocolate Factory Willie Wonka and I know I’m not alone.
Reminds that Ann Hagedorn — and by the way I read four whole pages today of her “Savage Years” about 1919 with Woodrow Wilson on the cover the part about Einstein and Eddelman I think the Brit looking at the Solar Eclipse — says that in writing books the chapter titles become key; I took a picture of her digits the old school kind pointing at her title page in the Iraq contractors book. Worst or most subtle preview here, third attempt.
(see also: Jessica Hagedorn the Asian culture critic “Charlie Chan is Dead” and Fred Hargadon the former dean of admissions at Stanford; see also Dao Strom versus Elizabeth Strout is it? Shelfmates for life).
edit to add or subtract: fact-checking yields the sad fact that Fred Hargadon who was dean of admissions for Stanford and then Princeton for 15 years EACH passed away early this year, at age 80 leaving two sons, Steve and Andy — the center on our 25-3 1981 Gunn Titans hoopsters and something not sure what of a Dartmouth guy — and five grandkids. I profiled him for the Gunn Oracle in 1981. http://www.princeton.edu/main/news/archive/S38/99/07K19/index.xml?section=topstories
I gotta be the only person who knows now both Ann Hagedorn (it means “Hawthorne” like in the scarlet letter and yes she was wearing red when we met) and Andy Hargadon; Terry my Terry the artist and arts commissioner Terry Acebo Davis knows the Japanese American Jessica Hagedorn by marriage. This drifted from somewhere previous, none too swiftly. So Charlie Chan is dead and so is Dean Fred. When he passed thru the pearly gates a chant went up: we got in!
Rowing Coach, Dartmouth College (1986-87)
Freshman coach of Dartmouth College Rowing Team—placed 3rd in Nationals. that’s Andy Hargadon not Taylor swift-boating, of course or off course as the case may be