Glen Ellen, Hunter Thompson, and the Grateful Dead

My last post predates the first COVID lockdown, so let's forget about bringing everyone up to speed, shall we? But here are a few headlines.

We sold the house in Richmond and resettled in Glen Ellen. There's a lot to like about this little Sonoma County town, but one of them is its literary history. Jack London lived here, as did M.F.K. Fisher and Hunter Thompson. In fact, I tell the Thompson story in my forthcoming book. Which leads me to point number two.

Savage Journey is finalized, and advance copies are going out now. I'm also writing related essays for various outlets to raise the book's profile. More on all that soon, but I can tell you already that I love the cover. The publication date is in January.

In other news, the Grateful Dead audio book came out a few weeks ago. Believe me, it was no simple highway. The book came out six years ago, but St. Martin's Press reverted the audio rights only recently. My agent (Andy Ross) called Susie Bright at Audible, and we had a deal shortly after that. I VERY tentatively suggested David Gans for the narrative duties. Anything stronger would have felt presumptious, since I know very little about the audio book market, and Audible knows a lot. But as it turned out, Audible was receptive, and David was delighted to do it. He went into the studio, knocked it out, and the audio book is already out there. Selah.

Big Sur Research Trip

Just before we started our social distancing program, Beth and I drove to Big Sur for some Hunter Thompson research. I hadn't visited Big Sur since my college days, when a classmate and I rode his Yamaha 1100 up the coast from UCSB and checked into a monastery for the weekend. We were taking a Religious Studies class from Walter Capps called "The Monastic Impulse," and a field trip was part of the program.

The highlights for me this time were visits to the Esalen Institute and the Henry Miller Memorial Library. My Esalen connection began when I met cofounder Michael Murphy at a Berkeley book event. Over lunch, I asked him about Thompson, who served as the caretaker of the property before Mike and Richard Price established the institute. I figured I had to visit the grounds so that I had a clearer picture of what I was writing about. Mike was kind enough to arrange that.

The Henry Miller library is a short hop from there. We met Magnus Toren, its founder, and had a pleasant, wide-ranging conversation. He even tolerated my rusty Swedish for a few seconds. Beth and I definitely want to keep in touch with him.

On the way back, we visited downtown Monterey and had dinner with friends in Pacific Grove. In all, a pleasant and productive trip.

Altamont Doc

Prism recently released a documentary film about the Rolling Stones' 1969 American tour. Days of Rage: The Rolling Stones' Road to Altamont is available on iTunes and elsewhere. Here's more info. Joel Selvin, Anthony DeCurtis, Michael Lydon, Sam Cutler, and Charles Kaiser figure honorably, and I get in a few words edgewise. There are also some good (if fleeting) shots of Rosie McGee.

Katharine Gun and "Official Secrets"

When I was editorial director at PoliPoint Press, Norman Solomon told me about Katharine Gun's remarkable story. A translator working for a British intelligence agency, she leaked top-secret information after learning that the United States illegally monitored the UN offices of six countries on the Security Council. At the time, the United States was seeking UN authorization for the invasion of Iraq.

We published Marcia Mitchell's book about her, The Spy Who Tried to Stop a War, in 2008. Now the film version, Official Secrets, has arrived, and Jon Schwarz's article in The Intercept calls it "the best movie ever made about how the Iraq War happened."

Media Roundup: Manson, Arnautoff, McWilliams & Ramparts

Three projects I'm involved with came to fruition this week. Though the topics are very different, all three are connected to my teaching and research interests.

The project with the longest gestation period was a documentary film called Manson: Music From An Unsound Mind. It explores the musical aspirations that brought Charles Manson to Los Angeles with disastrous results. Before that, Manson lived in San Francisco, and the film includes some of my comments about the San Francisco counterculture. I watched the film on iTunes, but it's available on many other platforms.

The same crew (Prism Films) is also releasing a documentary about Altamont. I'm not sure about the release date but wouldn't be surprised if it lands in December, which is the concert's 50th anniversary. We did both interviews here at the house on the same day.

I also talked with Robert Scheer about Carey McWilliams and Ramparts magazine on his KCRW podcast. Over the years, Bob and I have talked extensively about Ramparts and his work there; this time it was especially gratifying to blend those reflections with some discussion of McWilliams and his achievement, especially but not only at The Nation magazine.

Finally, my continuing interest in Victor Arnautoff's murals at George Washington High School led to an interview with Christoph Droesser, who produced a piece for Swiss radio and a front-page article for Frankfurter Allgemeine. I continue to follow the larger story with interest and am glad the San Francisco school board has reconsidered its decision to destroy those murals. I learned about the issue from my colleague, Bob Cherny, who wrote a 2017 book about Arnautoff. I was alarmed by the board's claim that the murals glorified slavery and genocide. The opposite is true, but the claim seemed to justify the destruction. To my knowledge, no one has actually withdrawn that claim. We'll see where that goes from here.

John Fogerty's "Fortunate Son"

I finally got around to John Fogerty's memoir, Fortunate Son: My Life, My Music (2015). As an El Cerrito native, I found the first part especially interesting. Fogerty is adamant about his El Cerrito (not Berkeley or San Francisco!) roots, and his memories range over familiar terrain: Harding Elementary School, Indian Rock, Sunset View Cemetery, Portola Junior High School, the El Cerrito Boys Club, Ortman's Ice Cream Parlor, El Cerrito High School, Contra Costa College, etc. He even names a teacher I knew from Portola who was also a customer on my Oakland Tribune paper route. (Fogerty delivered the Berkeley Gazette, where his father was a Linotype operator.) Well after he became a star, Fogerty worked out of a studio on Key Route in Albany.

Even more unexpected was Fogerty's connection to Winters, one of my favorite small towns, about 13 miles west of Davis. His family spent many summers on Putah Creek before it was dammed to create Lake Berryesa. That creek later inspired "Green River."

As for his musical influences, Fogerty is equally specific. Most notable for me are the R&B radio stations, especially KWBR (later KDIA), which broadcast out of Oakland. The folk festivals at UC Berkeley, where Fogerty met Lightnin' Hopkins and Pete Seeger, also left their mark. At the Oakland Auditorium, he saw James Brown, Jackie Wilson, Duane Eddy, and Ray Charles from the front row.

Fogerty learned about Fantasy Records, then based in San Francisco, from a public television special hosted by Ralph Gleason, the jazz critic at the San Francisco Chronicle who also wrote for Ramparts and cofounded Rolling Stone magazine. Fogerty's longstanding beef with Fantasy (and his bandmates) takes up a good deal of the book. I found it interesting that Gleason, a vice president at Fantasy, evidently sided with Saul Zaentz, Fantasy's owner and Fogerty's nemesis. Lawyer Al Bendich, who famously defended Lenny Bruce in his San Francisco obscenity trial, also worked for Fantasy and plays one of the heavies.

Interestingly, Fogerty didn't identify with the San Francisco counterculture. He wasn't a creature of the drug culture, he avoided Dead-style jamming and improvisation, and he didn't appreciate the casual approach to live performance, especially extended tuning before the set actually started. He's a self-described control freak, and the studio has long been his domain. From the outset, he thought long and hard not only about the music, but also about the finished record.

The memoir loses shape and direction toward the end, when it becomes more of a family album. But the wealth of local detail, the deep dive into musical influences, and Fogerty's amazing run as a singer/songwriter made this a very worthwhile read for me.

Victor Arnautoff's Murals

I've been brooding over the San Francisco school board's unanimous decision to destroy Victor Arnautoff's murals. What kind of educator would call for the destruction of historically significant art? The Chronicle article lays out some of the facts.

Based on the coverage I've seen in the nation's key newspapers, the school board's decision is widely regarded as backward. That's not how San Francisco sees itself, and the school board's public comments trade vigorously in the rhetoric of progress. But it's hard to claim the high ground when you willfully destroy radical art that belongs to everybody. For me, this disgraceful decision reveals the Bay Area's ignorance of (or indifference to) its own radical history.

The silver lining, perhaps, is that my colleague Bob Cherny has added his voice to the debate. Bob wrote a book about Arnautoff that appeared in 2017. He has tried to reason with the board and is widely quoted in the coverage.

Jane Ciabattari on LitHub

Once again, Jane Ciabattari brings her three-dot expertise to her coverage of the Bay Area Book Festival coverage for LitHub. I'm especially grateful for the shout-out:

Down Allston Street, Miriam Pawel, author of The Browns of California, a joint biography of governors Pat Brown and his son Jerry, shared stories with the eldest Pat Brown granddaughter, Kathleen Kelly, a Superior Court judge, and her father Joe Kelly, who was married to Jerry’s sister Cynthia. Moderator Peter Richardson coaxed out memories of the deep divide between the austere, Jesuit-trained Jerry and his gregarious father Pat. Jerry once took his father on a silent religious retreat, the story goes, but Pat couldn’t keep his mouth shut.

Many thanks, Jane, for your continuing support.

Bay Area Book Festival 2019

Another beautiful day in Berkeley for the Bay Area Book Festival. The session I moderated on the Brown family (Jerry, Pat, etc.) went swimmingly, thanks to Miriam Pawel, Joe Kelly, and Kathleen Kelly. Joe was married to Jerry's sister Cynthia; Kathleen is their oldest child and a Superior Court judge. Their insights and stories went over very well, and Miriam was on point and delightful as usual. The estimated attendance was 300, including some of my students from San Francisco State University.

Afterwards, I strolled the exhibits and was interviewed by a camera crew--not sure what that was about. I also chatted in the green room, met some cool authors, heard about some interesting new books, and bought one called Foucault in California by Simeon Wade, published by Heyday. It's about Foucault's 1975 acid trip in Death Valley. I read the foreword and will return to that as soon as I finish Eve Babitz's Slow Days, Fast Company.

In short, my favorite kind of day.

More C-Mac Love

Today I learned that The Nation podcast, "Start Making Sense," will post their interview with me about Carey McWilliams. I really like the way it came out. You can find it here. Many thanks to host Jon Wiener and his team for the good work.

I also had a chance to speak about Carey McWilliams at the California Historical Society last night. It was a quick spin through his many accomplishments, but more and more, I'm also addressing why his work doesn't command more attention--especially given the tributes he has received from Kevin Starr, Mike Davis, Patricia Limerick, and many other experts. Truly, he's the most important American author that most people have never heard of.

Afterwards I went to Slim's to watch the rough cut of a documentary film about KSAN, the San Francisco counterculture's signature radio station. Many familiar faces there, including Bonnie Simmons, Ben Fong-Torres, Terry McGovern, and Scoop Nisker.