Showing posts with label Rock and Roll Hall of Fame Museum. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Rock and Roll Hall of Fame Museum. Show all posts

Tuesday, May 17, 2022

Long Live Rock

 


Wednesday, May 11, 2022

“I know it’s only rock and roll, but I like it.” And today we spent all day with it. We finally got to spend a day at the Rock & Roll Hall of Fame in Cleveland. We were there once before, but we only had a very short time. Today, we spent about 6 hours.

We arrived at around 11:15, and decided to go down to the lower level of the museum first to see the special Beatles “Let It Be” exhibit. I am not sure the entire set-up was “special”, or only the Beatles portion of it. We started out at a large display featuring all the musicians who had an early influence on rock, mostly blues singers and some early folk singers like Woody Guthrie. I could have spent an hour just at this part--with headphones, we could choose an early musical icon such as Muddy Waters, and then were presented with four songs by that artist. I was in the mood to hear them all! But there was so much to see and I was afraid I would run out of time! There was also a lot about the early artists who influenced the Beatles, such as Elvis, Little Richard, etc. I ended up skipping most of that, including Elvis (!) because we had seen a lot of that material presented in Memphis at the Museum of Rock and Soul.

I spent quite a bit of time absorbed by a display of photographs Baron Wolman, the first photographer for Rolling Stone magazine. His amazing portraits of rock stars were fascinating, and there was a video of interviews with him and others about his work. Then we entered a section which discussed the different cities which had produced influential styles in the R&R genre-- Liverpool, San Francisco, Detroit, etc. Different groups from each city were highlighted with memorabilia, costumes, etc. The historical retrospectives were very interesting to read. This was followed by more costumes and memorabilia of various artists in no particular order, as I recall. And then finally, these displays segued to the Rolling Stones, who had a large video section with snippets from their many years of concerts. And adjacent to them was the beginning of the Beatles information.


It began with a huge display of memorabilia to accompany the historical retrospective on the group’s development. My favorite item in that display was a few copies of The Howl, a mock newspaper John Lennon wrote and illustrated when he was in grammar school. It already had hi trademark style of humor, “Charles turned around... suddenly, quite suddenly, all of a sudden suddenly, he could see in the distance quite near ....”  Another excellent exhibit was a video which went progressively through each Beatle album, with snippets of comments from the Beatles about the particular songs or the album as a whole, and how it related to the development of their music.

Finally, we arrived at the Let It Be portion of the exhibit. Here there were four small “theaters”, each with a segment from the recent documentary about the recording of the Let It Be album. We sat there immersed in the conversations of the four Beatles about the compositions they were recording, and then the final playing of the music as they made it all come together. The videos were completely engrossing and we sat through each completely, and sometimes more than once. The final one was the concert on the roof at Apple Studios, with split screens showing the people on the street, the constables coming to keep everything under control, and people climbing out onto their roofs nearby to see and hear the Beatles playing. The music, of course, is just fantastic anyway, and the sound system and intimacy of the experience was fabulous.

By the time we left there, it was about 2:00 and we needed some sustenance, so marking our place in the exhibit, we exited and went upstairs to the cafe/snack bar. After a short break for lunch, we went back downstairs--by this time it was almost 3pm, and i realized we were STILL on the bottom floor of the museum! I was worrying we’d need to come back tomorrow to see the rest of the place.

We went in the “exit” side of the show, going back in time to see a Janis Joplin display and videos, read about the Doors and Jimi Hendrix, and listen to the video in a room about the Cleveland rock scene. Our last visit was to a small theater which had videos playing of songs that were sung during various R&R Hall of Fame induction ceremonies. The focus was still on the Beatles, and there were several of Paul and Ringo singing together (A Little Help from my Friends and I Saw Her Standing There.) But the best one was a group that (I think) was honoring George Harrison, playing While My Guitar Gently Weeps. They (including Tom Petty, George’s son Dhani Harrison, Prince, and several others whose names I am blanking on) honed musically very close to the original Beatles recording from the instrumental perspective, enhanced by Tom Petty’s vocals; his voice sounded very much like George’s. But the best part was the guitar solos at the end, recreating George’s incredible guitar work on the album. Prince stepped up suddenly and took over the solo, and he just SHREDDED it. It was totally incredible! It so happened that this number was where we entered the theater, and we listened to all the other musical numbers until that one came around, when we listened for a second time, with the exact same reaction. It was absolutely amazingly great.

Joe on Drums


We finally stumbled out of there, just saturated by the sound, and I was thinking that the rest of the museum had to be an anticlimax. It was now 3:30 and we’d only been on one floor! We took the escalators up to the 2nd floor (the first was the entry and cafeteria), and found “The Garage.” This was a hands-on studio experience for people who wanted to become rock musicians. We had the option of playing guitar, keyboard, or drums. Joey went into the drum booth (totally soundproofed) and played a few drum riffs for old time’s sake. Then he made me try out the keyboard. I played a C-chord with Aretha’s Chain of Fools recording. It was a very cute “tutorial”. 

We were about to leave that floor when one of the museum staff saw our hesitation and grabbed us. “Go over there to the theater-- it’s the last showing of our film on Hall inductees!” So we went into another theater and got tiny snippets of dozens of Hall of Fame concerts and honorees singing during the presentations. The last scene was--guess what-- Prince’s solo at the end of As My Guitar Gently Weeps. He got far more minutes than anyone else--at least a minute or two, and that was the finale! So I guess I wasn’t the only one who thought it was an incredible performance.

By this time, Joe was feeling kind of tired. So we went up to the 5th and 6th levels quickly. The 5th floor had a lot of costumes; I vaguely remembered it from our earlier visit years ago. The 6th level was interesting, though. It had four exhibits only, each one featuring a specific guitarist with a distinct style, and a video of him describing how he learned to play guitar that way, why he liked his particular approach, etc. We watched Keith Richards and Tom Morrelli, both of whom I love, and a third guy whose name i can’t remember, from Quicksilver Messenger Service in the 1960s. (The fourth was Eddie Van Halen; we heard his interview while we looked at the other three and read the materials.)
 

By this time, we had finished everything except the 3rd floor-- Pink Floyd’s The Wall. And since I don’t like Pink Floyd and their anti-Semitic front man Roger Waters, we skipped that and at 4:30, finally left the museum. We’d spent 5+ hours there, mostly on that one floor. And I would not mind going back and doing it all again.

The museum was great, but like any museum, can’t cover everything. The depth of material on soul music was much greater at the museums in Memphis, where that music was recorded, for instance. But we loved what we saw, and feel so lucky to have lived through this part of musical history. When we left the place, we sat for a little bit looking at the view of Lake Erie from a bench between the Rock Museum and the Science Museum next door. And then we drove back to Kent & Tom’s, where we had a casual dinner and ice cream for dessert. All in all, an excellent day.

Monday, September 26, 2011

Look Out, Cleveland

Day 28-29, Sept. 23-24

This song title by The Band (which I even had on my iPod, to give us the proper soundtrack) is the appropriate one for the blog about how our almost-last day of our vacation ended.

Because of the rain the day before, and our late arrival into our Indianapolis-area campsite, we got a late start in the morning yesterday, which unfortunately made it impractical to meet our friends for lunch. They were working and we only had the window from noon-1pm to see them. We encountered traffic and more light rain in the morning, and we would not have made it to their house before 1. So we were disappointed, and decided that next year we’d better route ourselves in advance if we want to see friends on our trip.

As a result, I started thinking that maybe there was someplace else in Ohio we could stop, and suddenly thought of the Rock and Roll Hall of Fame Museum in Cleveland. Now, Cleveland was not exactly on the I-70 alterative route we were taking. But when I mentioned it as a theoretical possibility, Joe said, “Let’s do it!!!” So we ended up passing north through Columbus and continuing on into the city of Cleveland. Truly impractical from a number of points of view--we did not make it to our parking space (which we were most fortunate to find) until 4pm. The museum closed at 5:30. And we definitely added a few miles to our trip.

However, despite our late arrival, we both felt it was absolutely worth the stop. Since we only had a little more than an hour to visit a museum which we really would have liked to spend a whole day in, we decided to not even peek at the permanent exhibits about the history of Rock and Roll. Instead, we went to the top floors of the museum to see the current exhibit, Women Who Rock. It took up all the time we had, and we knew it would not be there a year from now, whereas the permanent exhibits will always be there.

Women Who Rock was fantastic! (BTW, the museum does not allow any photography, so no photos of the inside.) There were displays for rock and roll women from the earliest rock days (Ronnie Specter, the Shangri-Las, Leslie Gore, etc.) through all the biggest stars you could name: Janis, Grace Slick, Patti Smith, Cindi Lauper, Tina Turner, and I can’t even name all of them here--there were 30 or 40 of these displays. The most recent ones included Lady Gaga, Brittney Spears, and some that quite honestly, I’m not even familiar with and didn’t know their names! (I hope this doesn’t mean that rock and roll is passing me by!!)

Each display had a biography of the singer, her biggest achievements, and some memorabilia connected with her (record album covers, personal items, etc.). Every one of the displays also included a dress owned and worn by the singer--everything from Joan Jett’s leather and t-shirt, to a Bob Mackie original made and worn by Cher. The most amazing one was Gaga’s dress made out of meat, which she wore to, I think, the Grammy Award show. The sign explained how they preserved it after the show… really a “statement” (her remarks at the time she wore it were part of the display.) Over our heads, as we read through the exhibit, was a large screen playing videos of live performances of many of the women who were featured in the exhibit. Every once in a while a performance was so compelling that I would look up, and realize that all around the small room, visitors had stopped reading and were all engrossed in the performance they were seeing and hearing. It was a fabulous exhibit.

That was actually the second floor--the first floor had videos and background information on some of the women who were not quite considered rock-and-rollers per se, but who had been an influence in the industry, such as songwriters, folkier stars like Carole King, and people like Dolly Parton and some of the soul and gospel singers who had a lot of influence on rock music.

The entire exhibit was absolutely fantastic and by the time we finished, we had just about enough time to drift downstairs and see what else we were missing--the Hall of Fame interactive floor, where you can hear music by any of the inductees; The Wall, an installation of the stage set for Pink Floyd’s performance of the same name, and I don’t even know what else--by that time, they were shoving us out the door. Next year, our first stop will be a full day in Cleveland rocking and rolling.

We were totally pleased with ourselves for stopping, even though it had seemed crazy. Besides the museum, I realized we’d hardly been outside in several days. The Rock and Roll Hall of Fame is right on Lake Erie, and is next to a big science center, and the Cleveland Browns Stadium. As it turned out, we had to walk clear around the stadium from the parking lot, and it felt great to get a little exercise. I was hoping to just enjoy the ambience of the area a little more after the museum, but a HUGE black cloud was hovering over the area (making my title even more appropriate, since the complete lyric is, “Look out Cleveland, storm is coming through.”) I snapped a few quick photos with my pocket camera, including one of the wind generator adjacent to the museum, with the stadium behind it. Then we hiked quickly back to Mo. One note: there is no way the streets of any east coast city (New York, Philly, even Newark!) would be as empty in the downtown area as those streets were at 5:30 last night. Even driving right through the business district to get to the museum was easy and non-threatening. Where was the traffic? Where were all the people? The Midwest is simply a VERY different place.

From the stadium area, we managed to find our way through the spaghetti maze of interstate highways (71, 271, 480, 90, etc.) and get ourselves to I-80 (Ohio Turnpike) eastbound. And then we drove until about 9:30pm, when we stopped at a rest area in Pennsylvania. We had a very good night’s sleep, and slept late, until almost 9am. But we are now on the last leg of our trip. Joe just made us a fantastic lunch of chicken burritos topped with guacamole and salsa--super yum!! We have stopped at a Flying J to dump our tanks for the last time, and then we have no real excuses to stop until we get home. We are at mile 173 on I-80. Since it’s between home and Penn State, it hardly even counts as “away.” So, I guess I’ll be uploading this last blog at home. What a long, strange trip it’s been, as the Grateful Dead would say. Strange and wonderful, and we can’t wait to do it again.