#Chris Morton

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FILE UNDER: RECORD ADS, UK PUNK, 70s PUNK, POSTER DESIGN, POSTER ART, STIFF RECORDS, NEW ROSE, ETC...

PIC(S) INFO: Resolution at 2156×2880 -- Spotlight on poster art for THE DAMNED's first 7 inch on Stiff Records, "New Rose" (c/w "Help," a cover by THE BEATLES, of all bands), released in the UK on October 22, 1976. Poster design by Chris Morton.

MINI-OVERVIEW: ""New Rose" was released on 22 October 1976 on the independent Stiff Records and was Stiff’s first hit, so successful that they had to partner a major label to distribute it. The job of producing the sleeve went to Chris Morton who was working part time as Art Director in Stiff's art department.

CHRIS MORTON: ”I left Art School, I was always influenced be the Situationists, I always loved music and tried to got freelance straight away. I took some designs to London and met United Artists and Andrew Lauder who liked what I was doing, I also had just had something published in "ZigZag" magazine by Pete Frame, I was working on something for Andrew and the George Hatcher Band and they were playing at the Roundhouse supporting the Doctor Feelgood and there I met Jake Riviera, who I had met briefly through Andrew Lauder where he used space in Andrews office, he said he was setting up a record label like the old independent ones in America where you sold records out of tieback of a truck,and he asked me to do some designs, which he liked, and that's how I got started."

-- IDENTITY OF PUNK, "The Damned, "New Rose" Buy 6 design by Chris Morton, published May, c. 2014

Sources: www.freedomhasnobounds.com/tag/east-side-club, Christie's, & https://identityofpunk.wordpress.com/2014/05/28/the-damned-new-rose-buy-6-design-by-chris-morton/

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Friday Funnies!

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mr. morton appreciation post 💖

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The Bear, Season One (2022)

Directed by Christopher Storer & Joanna Calo

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In 1903, the mutant Eugene Victor Tooms killed his first known set of five people, eating their livers, and then went into hibernation for the next thirty years. ("Squeeze", X-Files, TV)

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The Zionist Organization of America thanks and commends New Hampshire Gov. Chris Sununu for issuing an executive order this week that makes his state the 37th U.S. state to officially combat the anti-Jewish and anti-Israel BDS (boycott, divestment and sanctions) Movement.

Sununu’s executive order notes:

“Notwithstanding any other provision of law, no executive branch agency may adopt any investment policy that would have the effect of requiring or inducing any person to boycott Israel.

“Executive branch entities will be restricted from investing in companies found to be engaged in a boycott of Israel.

“No executive branch agency shall contract with a company that has been determined to be boycotting Israel.” And:

“Any executive branch agency that enters a contract shall make the contracting party aware that the agency will not tolerate any boycotting of Israel.”

ZOA National President Morton A. Klein said in a statement: “We are grateful that Gov. Sununu took this important action. We encourage America’s remaining governors to follow suit. However: While executive orders are very helpful as long as they remain in existence, a subsequent governor can vacate them. This is why it is vitally important that America’s state legislatures also must introduce and pass legislation that prohibits anti-Israel boycotts, divestments and sanctions. BDS is merely a thinly veiled form of Jew-hatred.”

Klein added: “We urge all Americans who are supportive of Israel and who oppose Jew-hatred to reach out to their governors and state lawmakers to encourage them to issue anti-BDS executive orders and to introduce and pass anti-BDS laws.”

Gov. Sununu noted in a tweet that “NH & Israel have experienced decades of successful exchange of commerce, culture, technology, & tourism. NH will not tolerate anti-semitism, & we are taking significant steps at the state level to prohibit discriminatory boycotts of Israel in state procurement and investments.”

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The Bear (Season 2)

TV Shows/Dramas watched in 2023

The Bear (Season 2, 2023, USA)

Creator: Christopher Storer

Directors: Christopher Storer, Joanna Calo & Ramy Youssef

Mini-review:

Wow, The Bear has done it again. This was one sublime season of television. Every single thing about it is spectacular, from the directing and the writing to the acting and the editing. This show has managed to craft its own visual and oral language, and it feels pretty much revolutionary. I think every single episode left me at least a bit breathless, and even very breathless at some points. We're only two seasons in, but it's obvious that this is already one of the best shows all time, so do yourself a favor and watch it, if you haven't already.

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Christian Carey's year in review

2023 was pretty much an awful year for our world —climate disaster moves ever more quickly, violence abounds and US politics are a disaster. I would not write a thank you card to the universe for many of my own experiences during the year either. However, I am grateful for the extraordinary music I participated in, heard and wrote about: it was a great solace. A few highlights are below:

I composed three new pieces: Solemn Tollings, for microtonal trumpet and trombone, Just Like You for singing violist, and Cracking Linear Elamite for solo guitar. The latter premiered in December at Loft 393 in Tribeca, played by Dan Lippel.

In addition to editing Sequenza 21 and contributing to Dusted, I authored several reviews and a research article for the British journal Tempo. The article was on my research in narratology as a feature of Elliott Carter’s music, which I have been exploring and publishing on since writing my Ph.D. dissertation. It was great for this particular research, of character-types and interactions in the Fifth String Quartet, to finally see the light of day.

After a half-century of banged up and often unreliable used pianos, my wife Kay got me a new Baldwin grand piano for my 50th birthday. Since it has arrived, I have practically lived in it.

Post-pandemic and post-cancer, I began to dip my toe into attending live events. I went to the Tanglewood Festival of Contemporary Music, which was a mixed bag. As compensation, the Boston Symphony performances that weekend were excellent. I attended a great concert at the New York Philharmonic in November and another in December. For many years, Kay and I have made a holiday tradition of seeing the Tallis Scholars at St. Mary the Virgin Church in midtown. It was wonderful to return there. The Tallis Scholars’ performance was splendid, featuring a mass by Clemens non Papa.

After the Tallis concert, Kay was in Nashville, where her parents live, for two weeks, spending time with her brother Tom and sister-in-law Aymara, who were visiting from Qatar (Tom teaches at the Carnegie Mellon University campus there and Aymara is a yoga instructor), and celebrating Christmas with her parents. Here in New Jersey, it was just me and the felines, who were (mostly) well-behaved. To keep the holiday blues at bay, I went all out, decorating a natural tree and the house. I played every carol in the hymnal, and enjoyed old holiday standbys: Oscar Peterson, Dave Brubeck, and Mel Torme’s Christmas albums.

There was much excellent recorded music released this year, and I will not attempt to document it all. Here are twelve records, in no particular order, that I expect will stay with me and be played often in coming years.

2023 Favorite Recordings

Yo La Tengo —  This Stupid World (Matador)

Hilary Hahn —  Eugène Ysaÿe’s Six Sonatas for Violin Solo, op. 27 (DG)

Morton Feldman —  Violin and String Quartet (Another Timbre)

Natural Information Society —  Since Time is Gravity (Eremite)

Leah Bertucci —  Of Shadow and Substance (Self— released)

Juliet Fraser —  What of Words and What of Song (Neos)

Laura Strickling and Daniel Schlosberg —  40@40 (Bright Shiny Things)

Emily Hindricks, WDR Sinfonieorchester Köln, and Cristian Macelaru perform Liza Lim —  Annunciation Triptych (Kairos)

Bozzini Quartet and Konus Quartett play Jürg Frey​ —  Continuit​é, fragilit​é​, r​é​sonance (elsewhere)

Matana Roberts —  Coin Coin Chapter Five (Constellation)

Chris Forsyth — Solar Motel (self— released)

John Luther Adams —  Darkness and Scattered Light (Cold Blue)

Christian Carey

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THE GOOD WIFE 1x14 HI

CHRIS NOTH as PETER FLORRICK and JOE MORTON as DANIEL GOLDEN

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⚾️ Pitcher Portraits ⚾️

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. It's not like there's a line between the good people and the bad people. It is not like you're one or the other.

Lone Star, John Sayles (1996)

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Fancast for a Broadway version of The First Wives Club

Brenda Cushman. Idina Menzel.

Elise Eliot. Annaleigh Ashford.

Annie Paradis. Sutton Foster

Gunilla Garson Goldberg. Bonnie Langford.

Shelly Stewart. Emily Osment.

Morton Cushman. Adam Sandler.

Aaron Paradis. Patrick Wilson.

Leslie Rosen. Amanda Seyfried.

Bill Atchison. Cheyenne Jackson.

Phoebe LaVelle. Sophia Anne Caruso.

Catherine MacDuggan. Diane Keaton.

Cynthia Swann. Stephanie J Block

Chris Paradis. Olivia Holt.

Carmine Morelli. Mandy Patinkin.

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the morning after (first night together vs. wedding night)

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October 3, 1971: Diron Talbert and Chris Hanburger sack Craig Morton for a 7-yard loss in the first quarter of the NFL week 3 game between the Washington Redskins and Dallas Cowboys at RFK Stadium in Washington, D.C. The Redskins beat the Cowboys 20-16. Washington's points were scored on a first quarter, 57-yard run by Charlie Harraway, a 2nd quarter, 50-yard touchdown pass from Billy Kilmer to Roy Jefferson and 2 second half field goals by kicker Curt Knight.

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my copy has finally arrived... sixteen old songs from my earnest friends

THE CORONER'S GAMBIT LINER NOTES

TRANSCRIPT:

HE was a guy from California who'd fallen in love with a woman from Iowa. She was working at a water testing lab. They lived in a very small house whose pipes froze every winter. The landlord would come by and put space heaters under the sink. Years later, they retained the memory of the water coming back on - the sudden sound of the shower, the rush from the sink. They slept on a foam mattress in the bedroom in the summer, and on the couch in the living room in the winter, since the house did not have central heating, rendering the bedroom essentially uninhabitable from December through March.

They were not really the kind of people to plan things: they had fun when and where they could on an austere budget. The ice skates they bought used from Play It Again Sports made for fun Christmas mornings on West Indian Creek in Nevada, one town over from where they lived. He learned to cook, and to bake: they didn't go out to eat, because there really wasn't any place to go out and eat, though on occasion they would get a pizza from Casey's, because their town had a Casey's. Under the right circumstances a gas station pizza can be just the thing, and they sometimes found themselves in those circumstances.

He made music which was slowly reaching a wider audience. If he played in New York or Chicago as many as a hundred people might show up. He was idly entertaining the idea of becoming ambitious about it: as a child, he'd been pretty pretentious, and although he was working hard to shake most of that off, a little pretension isn't a bad thing in an artist. Just as a seasoning, as a little extra flavor here or there.

One summer he took a job as a harvest help at the Farmers Cooperative Exchange down the street from the very small house where the pipes froze in winter: getting the corn and soybeans into the grain elevator and into a big Morton building where the beans formed giant mountains, which he sometimes had to climb to knock down the peaks. If you don't knock down the peaks the beans get too hot and might rot. The job didn't pay much, and he wasn't good at it, but during slow stretches he would write song lyrics on scraps of paper or in a small notebook, and when he got home from work and washed off the crop dust, he'd set the lyrics to music. "Elijah" was written like this. So was "The Alphonse Mambo."

He took a Greyhound bus to Omaha to record some of the songs, so that the album would have a nice varied feel to it, but he got very sick, which is not an uncommon thing to have happen after a Greyhound ride, and only a few songs came out the way he wanted. He kept those, and then they got married and moved to Ames because the City of Colo had purchased their home from that landlord and intended to knock it down, which they did do, he affirmed years later: and in Ames he put the album together, and then later they moved to North Carolina and a whole lot of other things happened, too, but the main thing is that this album is a document of a time when two young people in love hadn't yet located the spot on the current that would carry them to their destination, twenty-five years later, parents of two beautiful children, worlds away from Colo, the place where, for better or worse, as the saying goes, all this really began.

Dedicated to my wife, Lalitree, and to the City of Colo, Iowa.

This is the original text of the paper bag that housed the first edition of this album. I am leaving it intact rather than revising it. Stage Bidet's moment comes ever closer: let the people tremble in fear.

Elijah, Baboon, Horseradish Road, Onions, and the Alphonse Mambo recorded in Omaha with Simon Joyner, Chris Deden, Lonnie Methe, Brad Smith, John Kotchen, Steve Micek, and Pat Oakes. All of them are owed money and are to be treated with deference and respect. Five of the remaining songs were recorded at Main St. in Colo, which is a small town in Iowa, and the rest were recorded two blocks north of Emma McCarthy Lee Park in Ames, which is a considerably larger town half and hour west of Colo. Though happy circumstances currently have the Mountain Goats claiming Ames, we continue to straight up represent Colo and will put the slap down on anyone who disrespects it. Transfer and levels by Bob Durkee at FBE in Pomona, California, with Joel Huschle attending. As a result of some regrettable but inevitable conversations that took place during the transfer, Bob, Joel, and the Mountain Goats have formed a new, super-powerful punk rock machine called Stage Bidet, and we urge you to watch for us and clear us a wide berth whenever we're in your town. Instead of thanking all the people I always thank to whom I say, collectively and with no less sincerity: thanks. I am just going to spend the time left us here addressing an absent friend. Rozz: I wish you hadn't've gone and killed yourself. Though I hadn't seen or spoken with you in eight years since that night when, as far as I can tell from the reports I was later able to piece together, you tried, not without reason, to strangle the life out of me out there on the landing of Damien's apartment and I probably never would have ever seen you again anyway, it was still hard to hear that you were gone. All your friends had been predicting your death since the early eighties, and no-one could bear the thought of you growing old, but none of that did anything to soften the blow when I heard. I don't really believe that the dead see or hear what we do out here in the realm of corruptible things and I don't imagine that the anyone reads the scribblings on the backs of album jackets to them, either, so I am really only addressing a memory. To that memory I say: I thought of you now and then when I was writing these songs. I don't suppose they'd do much for you, but I thought of you all the same. All your friends miss you in some way, a little or a lot. The rumors about your final hours are dismal and tawdry: I am sure they would please you immensely. For your sake, I hope that the Christians were wrong and that you were right about whether the faithless are destined for eternal torment. In the event that you are a ghost and are wandering the earth moaning and rattling chains, I moved to Iowa from California four or five years ago, stop by any time. Have a seat on the couch until I get home from work. Help yourself to anything in the refrigerator, or to the whiskey and sake on top of it. Make yourself right at home.

Album cover design by Tom Hart