Top Ten Singles of 2011

The HandGrenades: “See You ‘Round”

All hail Detroit.

Mike Ferraro and the Young Republicans: “Metal Heart”

Yeah, I’m married to the bassist, but this song rules.

Peter Murphy: “The Prince and Old Lady Shade”

You can’t stop The Voice.

The Rapture: “How Deep is Your Love?”

Nervy title, but the boys deliver, and they have the sax to back it up.

PJ Harvey: “The Glorious Land”

Polly, you’ve done it again.

Low Roar: “Tonight, Tonight, Tonight”

Moody. I love moody.

Okkervil River: “Rider”

Does it mean I’m getting old if I am starting to like songs that are longer than 2 minutes? And, for that matter, that I like a song by Okkervil River?

Pet Lions: “When I Grow Old”

Nice drums.

Male Bonding: “Tame the Sun”

Sounds kinda like the HandGrenades song. At least I’m consistent.

Beck: “Stormbringer”

A fabulous tribute. And I’m totally not a Beck fan.

HONORABLE MENTION:

The Strokes: “Machu Picchu”

This song gets a nod because it’s the PERFECT CANTERING TEMPO for Wizard.

Rock Lists and Valentines: Musician, Singer, and Songwriter Jonathan Andrew’s Top 10 Albums of All Time

Live at Gettysburg! One Night Only!

#4 in an ongoing series of Top Ten Lists by my favorite photographers, writers, and musicians. Check out the Top Ten lists of Barbara Livingston, Bill Finley, and Bud Morton.

I met Jonathan Andrew in 1997. My BFF Mo and I were headed to a concert at Rutgers. On the way to the show, Mo noticed two guys. First, they were at the bus stop. Then, they were on the bus with us, Then, they were at the show. Then, they were standing next to us at the show. I was not in the mood for meeting strangers but Mo is always in the mood for being gregarious. We started chatting with the guys and they turned out to be pretty cool. We enjoyed our concert. When the show was over, Mo and Dave (one of the guys) wanted the four of us to hang out. The other guy (who lied to me several times about his name, aggravating me to no end) did not look like he was interested in hanging out. Neither was I; I had to work at the barn early in the morning and I wanted to go to bed. Mo and Dave won out and the four of us ended up staying up all night eating grilled cheese at the Grease Trucks, watching Brain Candy, and talking about rock.

It turned out that Jonathan (the guy who lied about his name) also played guitar. As he walked in the room with his guitar, I rolled my eyes. I’ve seen this before. The guy with the long hair and the guitar. Whatever.

But this guy was actually good. He played Guided By Voices songs with startling accuracy and had a really fantastic singing voice. Aside from the AWFUL Weezer song (is there any other kind of Weezer song, really?) that he sang for Mo’s benefit, he had pretty good taste in music. He did not, however, know any Pixies songs and he had not yet heard OK Computer. This was remedied at once. At the end of the night (4am or so), we exchanged CDs. Jon gave me his copy of Guided By Voices’ Vampire on Titus/Propellor and I gave him the Pixies’ Surfer Rosa and Radiohead’s OK Computer. We dated through college and got married in 2005 and lived happily ever after, rocking out to Pixies and GBV songs all the while.

OK, there’s a little more to the story than that.

Jon completes my exacta. He’s perfect. He is funny, smart, supportive, handsome, and fascinating. He accepts everything about me and encourages all my crazy dreams. We laugh A LOT. We have just as much fun on our adventures as we do sitting on the couch talking about the merits of Alice Cooper and Olivia Tremor Control.

My Other Half

We’ve seen a lot of shows. And we’ve been to the track a few times…

Kick back and have a beer....

...and let your woman do the handicapping

Actually, we’ve been to tracks from coast to coast. We even went to Santa Anita and Los Alamitos on our honeymoon (we also caught a great rock show at the Troubadour).

Evening laughter in Hallandale Beach, FL

Cool ocean breezes in Boynton Beach, FL

After growing up without any pets, Jon has humored me by riding a few times and supporting me at my horse shows.

Indie Rock Boys and Horses...

There is always music. We’re either listening to records (yes, on VINYL), rocking out on road trips, or Jon is playing music. Jon has performed in many bands, providing driving bass lines, masterful vocals, and sometimes even drumming. His most recent bands have been The Angry Monsters, Souls’ Release, Ciampi, and currently he’s working on an album with Mike Ferraro. He has toured with his bands and guested on many stages and albums. Jon also is a songwriter and solo performer. He has a new solo EP coming out soon and I’ll be sure to share it with you as soon as it’s officially released. His songs sound like they were written by a person who truly loves music: carefully crafted and executed with heartfelt singing and playing. And he can do the craziest jumps onstage.

The Twelve Days of Rock and Racehorses' Christmas....

My husband is cool

Jonathan Andrew rocking with Joshua Van Ness and Friends

Jonathan Andrew Action Figure © Sarah K. Andrew

Does your husband...

Jonathan Andrew’s iTunes library includes over 1200 albums by more than 600 artists. These are the ten best:

10. Shellac – At Action Park [Touch and Go, 1994]
The most sound three men can possibly make. Who needs melody when you can play like this, anyway?
Check out: Dog and Pony Show

9. The Mountain Goats – Tallahassee [4AD, 2002]
The first track represents the titles for this post-modern musical noir and the last tune plays over the end credits. In between, John Darnielle and Peter Hughes weave a story in song as thematically brutal as musically excellent.
Check out: No Children

8. Uncle Tupelo – No Depression [Rockville, 1990]
The precocious trio’s first and most ferocious salvo combines the energy of hardcore and the hard-luck storytelling of country to astounding effect. Enjoy Wilco and Son Volt all you want, but realize that Jeff Tweedy and Jay Farrar peaked on their very first outing.
Check out: Graveyard Shift

7. R.E.M. – Murmur [I.R.S., 1983]
I usually go for naturalism, but I find the unique synthesis of sounds on this record – piano doubling bass, acoustic and electric guitars played in unison, a cymbal crash married to a bell chime – to be deeply moving. Michael Stipe is at his most mumbly and obtuse, but, buyoed by Berry, Buck, and Mills’ innovative musicianship, the emotion shakes through.
Check out: Laughing

6. Neil Young – Tonight’s The Night [Reprise, 1975]
Talk about a record that reeks of time and place. Recorded live in an L.A. rehearsal space, this grief-ridden masterpiece features some of the most immediate songs and crudest singing of Young’s admittedly raw career. Eerie brilliance.
Check out: Tired Eyes

5. Descendents – Milo Goes to College [SST, 1982]
Four pissed-off teens alternately screaming about legitimate gripes and adolescent angst, seemingly unaware of – or at least unconcerned with – the difference. The best punk-rock record ever.
Check out: Hope

4. Bruce Springsteen – The River [Columbia, 1980]
This slot could be occupied by just about any of the Boss’s first seven records, but his 1980 double-LP gets the nod due to its ambitious scope and the fiercest playing of the E Street Band’s storied career. As (almost) always on a Springsteen record, the songs are top notch.
Check out: Out in the Street

3. The Band – The Band [Capitol, 1969]
Nobody in the pop/rock sphere played better together than these four Canadians and one Arkansan, and this record boasts their best performances. Robbie Robertson’s songwriting is at its evocative best, the group’s three singers are in fine voice, and John Simon’s clear, warm production lets you hear every note.
Check out: The Night They Drove Old Dixie Down

2. Belle and Sebastian – If You’re Feeling Sinister [Jeepster, 1996]
Seven Glaswegians, five days, ten acoustic-guitar-based songs: it shouldn’t be this good, but somehow it is. Stuart Murdoch’s melodies and observations have never been sharper, nor his mates’ accompaniment more sympathetic.
Check out: The Stars of Track and Field

1. Pixies – Surfer Rosa [4AD, 1988]
Engineer Steve Albini nailed this one: crank the drums and Kim Deal’s angelic vocals, cut the bass, and roll tape. It doesn’t hurt to have a baker’s dozen of subversive pop masterworks – courtesy Charles “Black Francis” Thompson – at your disposal either.
Check out: River Euphrates

Jonathan Andrew performs an acoustic set at The Goldhawk

Aqueduct in February: Haynesfield takes the Whirlaway Stakes

Haynesfield wins the Whirlaway Stakes at Aqueduct

Saturday 2/7/09

In the world of a racing fan/rock dork, the drive to the racetrack is special thing. The ten-minute long, windows-open, hair blowing in the breeze, arm-out-the-window jaunt to Monmouth Park is the embodiment of summer at the Jersey Shore. The ride home from Delaware Park is a balmy ordeal, sitting in weekend traffic on the Turnpike. And there’s the holiest of racetrack sojourns, the drive to Saratoga. My Saratoga trips are most evocative, partly because of the destination, partly because of the time I leave my house (1am or so), and party because of the distance I drive (a little over 3 hours). My car is loaded to the gills with rock for these journeys.

Pony Tail II

Feet

On Saturday, I took the hour-long drive to Aqueduct. The weather was unseasonably warm so I was able to do my favorite thing ever: blast music with the windows open and the heat on in the car. Who did I listen to? The usual suspects: The Wipers’ “Up Front”, Curtis Mayfield’s “Move On Up”, The Cold War Kids’ “Something is Not Right With Me”, The Thermals’ cover of “Misfit”, and so many more.

Welcome to The Big A

It was a short and extremely pleasant day at the track. I saw a few friends, some really nice horses, and Ramon Dominguez’s 5-race win streak.

Haitian Sensation won in style, piloted by Dominguez.

Start of the 6th

Haitian Sensation and Ramon Dominguez

Smart Tomcat and Haitian Sensation at the start of the 6th

Here’s Cary Away, half brother to Congaree:

Cary Away, half brother to Congaree

Haynesfield was the star of the day, winning the Whirlaway Stakes with ease, giving Dominguez his 5th win on the day. The colt’s last win was the Count Fleet Stakes. Haynesfield’s next start is next month’s Gotham Stakes. I’m already compiling music for my next trip to the Big A :^)

Haynesfield, winner of the Whirlaway Stakes

Ramon Dominguez and Haynesfield return to the winners circle after winning the Whirlaway Stakes

Racehorses and Rock Lists! Photographer Bud Morton’s Top 10 Albums of All Time

Bud Morton, in 1975, the year Born To Run was released
Bud Morton, circa 1975

This is part of my ongoing series of Top Ten Lists. Check out the lists of Bill Finley and Barbara Livingston.

Website: http://www.budmortonphotography.com
Website Gallery: http://www.gallery.budmortonphotography.com
Flickr Gallery: http://www.flickr.com/photos/budmeister

No contest. That’s what Bud Morton wrote about his top album of all time. Same can be said for some of the greats captured by his Nikon: Cigar, Go For Wand, Skip Away, Real Quiet’s Triple Crown loss by a nose, Sky Beauty in The Alabama, Fourstardave at The Spa. Classic, all of them. No contest.

I first saw Bud’s photography when I was just learning the ins and outs of my mom’s point and shoot camera, which I brought to the track whenever I had the chance. Bud’s work was displayed in the Final Turn Photo Gallery. I attended the 2003 Jockey Club Gold Cup and was wowed by Mineshaft’s victory; however, the photos I took were abysmal. How could photos of such a great race be so awful? Must have been impossible to shoot, I decided. Then I saw Bud’s photo of Mineshaft in the post parade: head bowed, nostrils flared, bracing against the bit. Bud had captured the horse’s fire even in the notoriously obnoxious Belmont lighting. I begged my then-boyfriend now-husband to locate the print for me for Christmas. Jonathan contacted this amazing and talented photographer from the Boston area and I ended up with a framed, matted photo of Mineshaft, which is proudly displayed on my wall.

In 2006, I purchased my first SLR camera, a Nikon D70s. I read the camera manual, browsed the photography forums, and asked everyone I knew for help with my new pet hobby. A friend of mine purchased the same camera at the same time and we met up at Aqueduct to try out our new goodies. My friend knew Bud and introduced me to him. Bud said hello, then eyed me, and asked, “Are you the one who posts her photos online as soon as you get home from the track?” I said yes, a little embarrassed by my own dorkiness. Bud then helped my friend learn about shooting horse racing. I silently shadowed them as they shot the turn and the stretch of the day’s races. I knew the basics that Bud explained, but then he started talking about the good stuff- the stuff that separates the men from the boys, the stuff that makes his racing photos special.

The next time I saw Bud at Aqueduct, I was full of questions. And Bud answered them! A lot of photographers are under the mistaken impression that they are doing something that nobody else has ever done and they are a little reluctant to share their methods. I’ve only met a few who are so comfortable with their work that they can be generous in helping others: Bud Morton is one of these people. He taught me why it’s cool to shoot racing in aperture priority. He taught me how to shoot an image so sharp I can see “the dirt in the jockey’s teeth and every whisker on the horse’s muzzle”. He taught me how much better the inner rail shots are than the outer rail shots. He taught me how the big photographers got their images to look unique. He taught me that if I totally flub a shot, don’t despair because “there are nine more races tomorrow”. And above all else…. background, background, background.

This is all classic stuff that has been done many times before and will be done so many times after, but with these tools, a photographer begins to define a style. True mastery of a craft yields artistic style. Standing just a few feet away from me, Bud can get a totally different-looking image from mine. And he’ll go for the more daring shot instead of the cookie-cutter safety shot every time. He playfully teases photographers for getting “pretty pony” paddock photos but when nobody is looking, he sneaks in the paddock and gets some real beauties (Bud and his wife are also wonderful horsepeople who tend to a small herd of senior horses at home). In addition to the classics of 20+ years ago, Bud has some new classics, too, like this beauty of Rags To Riches winning the 2007 Belmont Stakes over Curlin, another print which resides at the Andrew residence.

On a miserably hot, cold, rainy, or otherwise unpleasant day, a lot of photographers complain about the day’s work. Bud does not- he reminds me that it is a real privilege to shoot these events and be close to such amazing horses, trainers, jockeys, and owners. Shooting is FUN- setting up remotes is FUN. When I assisted Bud at Saratoga, I first learned The Rules before I got to shoot. Working for Bud means following a few basic but classic rules about attire and conduct at the track; these rules have fallen by the wayside for some of the newer photographers. Bud explains it like this, “I’m old school and this is how I was taught…” I’ll work by the old school rules any day- I respect Bud’s opinions and he’s been a great mentor to me.

What kind of Top Ten List would you expect from an old-school, classic, no-contest photographer? Here it is:

1. Bruce Springsteen: Born To Run – No contest.
2. Bruce Springsteen: Greetings from Asbury Park, NJ – The “old “ boss- not the new whiny one- gets the top two.
3. The Beatles: The Beatles (White Album) – “And in the end…”
4. The Grateful Dead: American Beauty – “Keep on truckin’… like the doodah man…”
5. Janis Joplin with Big Brother and the Holding Company: Cheap Thrills – Janis took a piece of my heart with that record.
6. Led Zeppelin: Led Zeppelin I – Left me dazed and confused after good times and bad times.
7. Rod Stewart: Every Picture Tells a Story – Gave me a “reason to believe”.
8. The Who: Tommy – A truly unique album
9. Queen: A Night at the Opera“Bo Rap” and “Best Friend” get the nod.
10. James Taylor: Sweet Baby James – “ The turnpike from Stockbridge to Boston”, also known as the road to Saratoga

Bud Morton completing the Boston Marathon in 2007
Bud Morton completing the Boston Marathon in 2007

Racehorses and Rock Lists! Photographer Barbara Livingston’s Top 10 Albums of All Time

Photo by Andrew Weiss
Barbara Livingston, Superstar: Photo by Andrew Weiss

Website: http://barbaralivingston.com
Gallery: http://barbaralivingston.com/gallery

In the few years that I’ve been shooting racing, I’ve heard several girls at the track say these words about themselves, “I’m going to be the next Barbara Livingston.” This comment is paradoxical: there is no heiress apparent to Barbara Livingston. If a young photographer wants to emulate Barbara Livingston, she must blaze her own trail, establish her own artistic voice, and be prepared to work harder than any other photographer at the track. Good luck with that ;^)

I first saw Barbara Livingston’s work when I was an embryonic racing fan, in my phase of gathering all the information I could about the sport. Her work is so rich- the eye repeatedly drifts over her images, finding new details and stories unfolding every time. I went to the track and hung on the rail, watching the photographers as much as I watched the horses. As I became entrenched in the world of racing and became a credentialed photographer myself, I learned that Barbara gets these images not by having the best camera or lens, but by being the hardest-working person in the industry. For every shot that everybody else gets while standing in a row like chumps, Livingston gets five angles and different exposures. When I’m at Saratoga shooting in the morning, I barely see her. I see everybody else in all the usual spots, but Barbara is off finding a bigger and better shot.

According to Barbara’s website, she studied the work of the people who shot such racing immortals as Man O’War and Citation: Skeets Meadors, Bert Clark Thayer, Allen Brewer, and C.C. Cook. She attended Syracuse University, graduating with a degree in Experimental Photography, and her work can be seen in top publications everywhere, racing and otherwise. Livingston has twice received the Eclipse Award for Outstanding Photography, the most prestigious award in American racing. She penned four books, all illustrated with her photographs.

Barbara’s online gallery reflects versatility and mastery of her craft. She updates it almost every day and you will find everything from stunning Saratoga sunrises to creative and unique studies of familiar and beloved subjects to a treasure trove of archived photos of the racing superstars of yesteryear to dynamic photojournalism to the lighter side of racing to human portraits of great scope to stirring action shots to cinematic scenes rarely seen by the average racing fan.

In a nutshell, that’s Barbara Livingston The Photographer. Do you want to know another reason why nobody can be the next Barbara Livingston? She was (briefly) in a band (see photo above). In my convoluted quest to find the cosmic link between rock and racehorses, I asked Barbara Livingston to provide her list of the Top Ten Albums of All Time. Without further ado, here it is:

1.) Peter Gabriel – Hit. Oh, sure, it’s a greatest hits compilation..but as it includes ‘Solsbury Hill,’ ‘Mercy Street,’ ‘Here Comes the Flood,’ ‘Don’t Give Up,’ ‘Biko,’ etc., that’s OK by me. Peter Gabriel’s voice is singularly beautiful.

2.) Ben Folds – Rockin’ the Suburbs. I’m an old person – a sap for songs like ‘Fred Jones, Pt. 2’ and ‘Annie Waits.’ I love musical genius, and great pianists, and Folds fits the bill. He sings, sings backup, plays the piano, and guitar, and drums, and bass guitar – and writes great lyrics to boot.

3a and 3b.) The Smiths – greatest hits 1 & 2. They should have crammed the best into one album, so I’ll consider it one. What more could one ask for than the cheery ‘Girlfriend in a Coma,’ or ‘There is a Light That Never Goes Out’ with its classic lines ‘…’if a double-decker bus/crashes into us/To die by your side/Is such a heavenly way to die’?

4.) Peter Gabriel – So. Because Peter Gabriel is…well, see above.

5.) Ben Folds – Songs for Silverman. He’s a bit angry in this one but it suits him.

6.) R.E.M. – The Best of R.E.M. I LOVE everything about R.E.M., including that Youtube video where Michael Stipe admits Peter Buck and Mike Mills are straight. That’s reason enough to vote R.E.M. in, but I did it for the music.

7.) The Best of Morrissey. Morrissey is as uplifting as I often feel. It was on the Throgs Neck Bridge where I first heard his unbelievable voice, some time in the mid- to late ’80s (‘How Soon Is Now’). Been a fan since.

8.) Jesus Christ Superstar. Nearly everything this Unitarian knows about the Bible is based upon Jesus Christ Superstar. Really. It was surprising to learn King Herod was so effeminate, for instance – but if Andrew Lloyd Webber says so it must be true.

9.) Supertramp – Crime of the Century. I was a teen when this came out, with a best friend whom I adored. We played this album over and over…and over. And over. The melodrama of ‘If Everyone was Listening’ and ‘Crime of the Century’ really touched our teen minds. My best friend died of AIDS many years ago, so this album reminds me of him.

10.) Rocky Horror Picture Show. Who doesn’t want to ‘jump to the left’ when singing loudly to this album? And who knew Janet and Brad, errr, Susan Sarandon and Barry Bostwick, could sing?

11.) The Very Best of Robert Palmer. How nice to have ‘Looking for Clues’ and ‘Johnny and Mary’ on one album. It didn’t hurt that Robert not only had a great voice, but he was mighty fine to look at.

Rock and Racehorses
Rock and Racehorses