Thursday 12 November 2009

REVEREND RON REMEMBERED

Reverend Ron Tribute

In memory of CJSW DJ and Bluesman Reverend Ron a loving tribute in the words of his friends

Calgary lost a great friend on November 12, 2009 with the passing of one of its most unique and dynamic philanthropists Ron Predika, aka the Reverend Ron, host of CJSW’s Blues Witness. Ron’s family and friends remember the venerable “mojo navigator” as a colourful character who loved music almost as much as he loved the people around him. His passion for the blues never wavered, from the early days of Calgary’s King Eddy scene, when Ron interviewed every blues musician that came through town, to his recent years spinning the best of the his preferred genre every Wednesday night at CJSW radio.

Needless to say, Rev. Ron’s loved ones and listeners were immeasurably stunned and saddened by this loss. A CBMA Blues Hall of Fame inductee, Ron was a veritable walking encyclopaedia of knowledge, yet he didn’t much dwell on quoting dates and credentials. His informal yet apt obituary described him thusly: a sculptor, comedian, master-craftsman, musician, intellectual, music lover and radio-host, arm-chair historian, bee-keeper, guerrilla gardener, instrument builder, teacher, street-artist, activist, gentle provider to animals, companion, father, but mostly a friend.

Kaitlyn Hatch – Former host Queertopia
“My favourite thing about Ron was his brilliant way with words. The animated way he would exuberantly wave his arms combined with such a blunt and creative description cracked me up. The last time we saw each other was under the beautiful summer sun whilst enjoying music at the Calgary Folk Fest. He had a vigorous hug for me, along with a pat on the back. Truly, he is a fantastic example of how life should be lived and loved fully.”

Taryn Montgomery – Host of Good Character Requirement
“He just couldn't understand how anyone could possibly turn down a good time (particularly one involving "free" booze). I realized that (it) was not the place for me if the people there could not appreciate the awesomeness that was Rev. Ron.”

Peter Maitland – Host of Bikeshevics
“On one of my early dates with my now wife, Marissa, I brought her in to see me in action on the radio. That evening she was wearing a dress and at one point Rev. Ron comes in, looks at her and before even introducing himself says, ‘Boy, those are some hot legs!’”

Christine Leonard – Host of The Nocturntable
“I remember a particularly detailed story he once told me about how mice had eaten out the innards of his favourite handheld Shop-Vac; a trifling matter, except to Ron, the carpenter, who had undoubtedly used it to suck up mountains of sawdust over the decades. To me hearing songs like ‘Ten Toes Up’ on Blues Witness was evidence of Ron’s love of life, marijuana and women, and as for the latter – his hugs certainly made me feel like a real one.”

Greg Chernoff – Host of Airport Bison Radio
“One night, while working a construction job, I was taking a break in the van and I turned on the radio. I had recently discovered CJSW and was feeling my way through the schedule, but had never hit a Wednesday evening before. I tuned to 90.9 in the middle of a Lightnin' Hopkins song, and the honesty and sadness of the tune fit perfectly with my mood. Ron showed me what radio could be, and gave me the courage to speak openly, loudly, and frequently for things that I believe in.”

Laura Glick
“So many good stories but the one I love best is when my show was after his, he would sign off by saying, ‘And now Laura will ruin your night with punk rock.’”

Milan Sveda
“My favourite anecdote as told by Ron about four years ago: ‘Talk about equality of sexes – oh yeah – I tell you. If a guy is getting undressed with window blinds open and a woman walks by, the guy can get himself arrested for being an exhibitionist. And if a woman is getting undressed with window blinds open and a guy walks by, he can be arrested for being a Peeping Tom.’”

Bob Ferris aka Bobby Tubular
“We got to talkin' about Steve Earle and I told Ron what a good song writer I thought he was. He looked at me in disgust and sternly stated... ‘I don't give two shits about the songs he writes... I just like him 'cause he likes to RAWK.’ You will be missed Double R...”

Leah McCartney – Host of Tombstone After Dark
“As a nineteen year old, I was incredibly intimidated by the loud, vivacious, incredibly opinionated guy who sat in on my show after his own, fuelled by his stop at the campus pub (the Den) in between programs. Over the years, the Rev would frequently call me up on air and say, ‘It's all about the groove, Leah! It's all about the groove!’"

Adam Kamis – Host of Failed Pilot
“After a few goes at having an on-air sparring partner and coming off clunky in my efforts, The Reverend left another great CD-R for me in my mailbox and with it a note illuminating me on the finer points of conducting a decent interview. Always mindful of other people's feelings, he concluded his most stirring note by saying ‘...but then again this is coming from an old drunk.’”

Kerry Clarke – Host of Alternative to What
“Two quotes from Rev. Ron: ‘You people know how I hate Kensington.’ And: ‘This show’s the only thing keeping me sane.’ I know there are hundreds of others...”

Chef Wayne – Host of South Louisiana Gumbo
“I remember his was the only show I'd heard that played jug bands, 1920s Delta Blues and the rough rural blues in any quantity. And his way of introducing the next selection with phrases such as ‘building the Tower of Babel one brick at a time,’ ‘they're over in the Amen corner,’ ‘we're gonna get right church and go on home.’ And the way he often referred to himself in the third person as ‘the kid’ and talked about ‘the miry clay.’”

Daryl Leman – Host of Speaking in Tongues/Folkcetera
“I can’t count the number of times we caught up with one another at a local festival or club, usually with him wearing his trademark denim jacket and his long white hair trailing beneath a Greek fisherman’s cap or some other fetching chapeau, and his side stage dance moves were semi-legendary. Ron would often call up during my own CJSW show to ask me about something I had just played or to make some other comment, evidently just to let you know he was out there listening AND that he was paying full attention. As soon as his booming voice announced itself, I couldn’t help but brighten up. His everyday presence and his annual inspirational sermons at the meetings that immediately preceded CJSW Funding Drives will be sorely missed.”

Bob Keelaghan – Agnostic Mountain Gospel Choir
“’Don’t ask me how I’m doing; ask me what I’m doing. That way, you’ll get the truth.’ – Rev. Ron”

Compiled by Christine Leonard-Cripps

Originally published in Beat Route Magazine.

Sunday 8 November 2009

FORBIDDEN DIMENSION: From one ghoul to another

Horror-rockers Forbidden Dimension on the ghastly career of The Misfits

by Christine Leonard

Misfits with Forbidden Dimension & 40 Gun Flagship at Whiskey Sunday, November 8, 2009

October has come and gone, but the creepy vibes carry on as local yokel spook rockers Forbidden Dimension once again prepare to regale Calgarians with another dose of their nigh-legendary horror-rock stylings. Vocalist, guitarist and organist Jackson Phibes (a.k.a. Aleister Hexxx), bassist and Cthulhu-prophet H.P. Lovesauce and percussionist P.T. Bonham have been, in their own words, “stinking up the joint with damn monster-mash crap” for over 21 years. Recently, Phibes was lulled into a moment of nostalgic reverie when Forbidden Dimension was approached to open for his former teen idols, The Misfits, at their forthcoming Calgary appearance.

“I was totally intrigued by them,” Phibes says of his youthful infatuation with the horror-punks. “Apart from an English band called the Screaming Dead, they were only punk band I was aware of at the time [1982] that dealt exclusively with horror subject matter in their lyrics and image. Other bands had elements of it, but these guys were full-on horror punk. The music matched the image and was very dark and powerful, yet was also catchy and melodic.”
With three critically acclaimed (if hard to locate) full-length CDs to its credit on the now defunct Cargo Records, along with a handful of blood-drenched singles on various small labels, Forbidden Dimension’s latest release, A Cool Sound Outta Hell, emerged as a two-sided terror on the Saved by Vinyl label in 2007. Loyal and new-found fans alike were delighted with humour-imbued tracks like “Hatchet Fight in a Mannequin Factory” and “The Night Has a Thousand Tongues,” proving that the long-running garage-bound trio still has the grim task of entertaining the masses laid out before them in perpetuity. Comparing themselves to The Misfits might be a leap, but Phibes certainly identifies with the band’s unconventional creative proclivities.

“I looked at the photos on the record’s inner sleeve and I tried to figure out who the heck these lunatics were,” he recalls. “They looked like a really tough gang of outer space greaser guys. There were also lots of legends and rumours circulating, such as that they’d issued death threats to Jello Biafra, that they smashed up their guitars after every single song, actually robbed graves, beat up half the audience, etc. Great stuff that totally built up their mystique and got the teenage imagination going! Later on when I got more into stuff like the Cramps and Screamin’ Jay Hawkins, I realized that I needed a slightly more humourous bent to my horror-rock role models.”

Since those teenage years, Forbidden Dimension has become a staple of the Calgary bar-scene, surviving long past its prescribed expiry date and transcending the usual revolving door of local pub acts. Ensuring the survival of its goth-trash genre for future generations to learn from and enjoy is all part of the plan, but what does Phibes really think when he sees a typically sullen 14-year-old at the bus stop wearing a newly minted Misfits hoodie?
“I’m cooler than your parents, ’cuz I was listening to those guys back when your parents were listening to Journey.”

ONLINE BONUS: Just for fun, we decided to give you Christine Leonard's complete conversation with Forbidden Dimension's Jackson Phibes about The Misfits, homoerotic metal frontmen and potentially embarrasing tattoos. Enjoy!

Who are Forbidden Dimension?
Local yokel spook rockers: Jackson Phibes, H.P. Lovesauce and P.T. Bonham. Stinking up the joint with “damn monster-mash crap” for over 21 years.

How did it come about that Forbidden Dimension was requested to open for the Misfits during its Calgary appearance?
The Union, the promoters of the show, picked up the phone and asked us. Nothing super cryptic.

Were you influenced by the Misfits during your formative years as a young musician? If so, what did they mean to you?
I was totally intrigued by them. Apart from an English band called the Screaming Dead, they were the only punk band I was aware of at the time (1982) that dealt exclusively with horror subject matter in their lyrics/image. Other bands had elements of it (Damned/Cramps/T.S.O.L., etc. in the punk camp, Maiden, BÖC, KISS, etc. in the metal camp) but these guys were full-on horror punk. The music matched the image and was very dark and powerful, yet was also catchy and melodic. At the time, they were very much an exclusively underground punk band. Apart from the Walk Among Us LP, it was really difficult to get your hands on any of their other recordings. Unless you knew somebody who had a (usually fifth generation) cassette of their early singles, you were out of luck.

I was also a fan of Danzig’s next band, Samhain, who weren’t quite as catchy, nor as B-movie oriented, but still had some cool tunes and gory band photos.
As for the Misfits themselves, I looked at the photos on the record’s inner sleeve and I tried to figure out who the heck these lunatics were. They looked like a really tough gang of outer space greaser guys. There were also lots of legends and rumours circulating, such as that they’d issued death threats to Jello Biafra, that they smashed up their guitars after every single song, actually robbed graves, beat up half the audience, etc. Great stuff that totally built up their mystique and got the teenage imagination going! Later on when I got more into stuff like the Cramps and Screamin’ Jay Hawkins, I realized that I needed a slightly more humourous bent to my horror-rock role models.

Obviously, the Misfits have gone through some changes over the years — can you briefly compare the “Danzig Era” to their current incarnation?
Like I said, the Danzig era was a way more underground cult kind of thing. It wasn’t until years after the band ended that mainstream fans picked up on them (I’m guessing mostly thanks to Metallica). I did enjoy seeing the Jerry Only-led shows when they’d come to town, though. Also, I met Jerry at a Chiller Con in New Jersey back in the ’90s and he seemed like a really nice guy.

Overall, what do you consider to be their strongest release?
I loved the Misfits Walk Among Us album to death as a youth, hands down. However, in hindsight I’d have to say the 3 Hits From Hell EP ended up getting the most spins over the years.

Their worst album?
Evilive! I still enjoyed it immensely at the time, though. I was a sucker for punishment!

Best cover art?
I did spend hours staring at that creepy Earth AD drawing… although, the newer era has those great Basil Gogos paintings adorning the sleeves (he was one of the big Famous Monsters of Filmland cover artists).

Do you think their recipe for longevity is a viable one? Does their endurance as a band/brand give you any insights into how you might like to spend the rest of your musical career?
I think Jerry’s doing it because it’s fun, so good on him. It’s the only reason I’d be doing it!

The group Danzig is often pointed to as an example of homoeroticism deliberately aimed at a straight male audience. What is your appraisal of the whole leather-vest-over-a-well-oiled-chest thing?
I think from an outsider view, all metal posturing has that appearance — and rap too, look at them snaps of Tupac’s glistening, tattooed torso. From a young headbanger male’s standpoint, it has entirely to do with hero worship and role model fantasy. I seriously think you’d be hard-pressed to find any hetero youths lured into spilling their precious seed over snaps of Glenn and the boys. That’s what Taylor St. Clair is for.

Do you think Rollins regrets his Misfits tattoos as much as I regret these four black bars on my bicep?
He probably thinks they’re funny and give him even more old school cred, and that’s what you should think about your bars. As a side note, there are more old Black Flags in the current Misfits lineup than there are old Misfits (although to be fair, Robo did play on Earth AD, so guess it’s about even)….

What’s the first thing that pops into your head when you see a 14-year-old wearing a Misfits hoodie?
I’m cooler than your parents, ’cuz I was listening to those guys back when your parents were listening to Journey.