A Marine Corps Colonel got a custard pie in the face, between 100 and 200 Berkeley freshmen got an unexpected show, and non-student man, clad in a black cape, orange T-shirt, black tights, and gas mask got away.
Moby Grape, Jefferson Airplane, West Coast Natural Gas, Melvyn Q.
The names are readily recognizable to anyone who frequents Bay Area dance halls, collects posters, or buys records. And to a greater or lesser degree each of the above groups has contributed to the creation of what the national music industry is today calling the San Francisco “Sound.” There is, however, a much more common yet lesser known meeting ground for the four groups; they all came up through the spotlight ranks while under the knowing managerial guidance of one man. His name is Matthew Katz (pronounced like “dates”) and his business is music.
"Chair" is absolutely wonderful. Written by James Schevill, directed by Robert Hirschfeld. Magic Theater publicity bills it as being all about "technological groupies." It is, it is, it lives up to its billing.
Gist of it is, two women come upon an Oppenheimer shrine, complete with blowup photos of “Little Man” and “Fat Boy,” the Hiroshima and Nagasaki bombs, a blowup of J. Robert’s poetic countenance, and his chair, a simple apple-green wooden kitchen straight-back—plus two black-cloaked and shaded heavies who guard the scene. Does such a shrine exist? Very probably—maybe even up the hill at Lawrence Hall. Who would enshrine such shit? The government, of course. What is the desired response to such an idiotic altar? Well, as Schevill shows us, you WORSHIP at it.
Specifically, since you are supposed to LOVE Oppenheimer, and all that is Oppenheimer’s, be it megabombs or simple kitchen chairs, you fuck the chair.—Don Mitor, Berkeley Barb (1971)
Set for Cosmic Show
It’s not too late to enter the Cosmic Car Show. It just takes a painted car, with or without a motor. The show, a benefit for the Delano Grape Strikers, will be held this coming Saturday, from 11 a.m. to midnight, at Muir Beach in Marin. Records, donate by FM station KMPX, and a mysterious item, “Big Pot Prizes,” will be awarded to the winners by Tom Donahue of KMPX, master of ceremonies.
The cars will be judged by artists Wes Wilson, Stanley Mouse, Alton Kelley, Rick Griffin, and Victor Moscoso. Music by Mt. Rushmore, Charlie Musselwhite’s South Side Sound System, Mother Earth, Second Coming, Melvyn Q., Anonymous Artists of America, Pyewacket, and the New Salvation Army Banned, lights by The Electric Knife Touring Club, and a paint-in of 12-foot weather balloons. All for $1 admission.
Because parking may be difficult, the Nova Express, the Provo FREE bus, also entered in the show, will transport people from the parking lot to the show area, and the Provos will spend the day keeping the peace, finding lost children, and selling food. For information call 454-6761.—Berkeley Barb, 1967