Just Announced Madison Concert: Marques Bovre & The Evil Twins, 6.17.12

Sunday, June 17, 2012

Marques’ 50th Birthday & CD Release Party

MARQUES BOVRE & THE EVIL TWINS

Marques Bovre

with special guests Marques Bovre & SoDangYang and Josh Harty Band

High Noon Saloon – 3pm

$12 ADV and DOS – 21+

(Minors may be present when accompanied by parent or legal guardian.)

Tickets available though our Music Calendar soon!

Celebrate The Music Of Marques Bovre With New Friends And Old

Marques Bovre

I wrote this article for Isthmus 13 years ago about my friend Marques Bovre. It was tough to be objective and neutral in the journalistic sense. I am a fan. I always have been.

As the article indicates, I first heard Marques’ music on the radio more than twenty years ago. I called up Pat Gallagher at 92.1 WMAD, the precursor to Triple M, and asked what that song was he just played. It was “Virgin Shades,” by Marques and his band, the Evil Twins. I was hooked.

I had a friend who was a roommate of Marques’ and, during the big blizzard of 1990, I cross-country skied to a small get-together where I met Marques face-to-face. Shortly thereafter I bought his album, Medicine, on vinyl, which I still have, and had it signed by Marques and the band.

I’ve always been a lyrics guy, and Marques is a gifted wordsmith. On that Medicine album, he has a cowboy love song, “Lavender Moon,” that is a real gem:

“Freezing to death in the flames of this mid-April sunset, I’m dying to bring you the obvious. You can ride into what sunset you will, still this tumbleweed tumbles for you.”

I’m not bashful about my love for Marques’ music. There was a time I put that love on the line and spent a small fortune to pay for the band’s 1994 release, Ghost Stories From Lonesome County. I’m listed in the album notes as “Executive Producer,” which means I paid the bills, nothing more. It was a shot at the big time, and we were dreaming big. It didn’t work out, but there are no regrets here.

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Just Announced Madison Concert: Medicine, A Tribute to The Music Of Marques Bovre, 12.11.11

Sunday, December 11, 2011

MEDICINE: A TRIBUTE TO THE MUSIC OF MARQUES BOVRE

Marques Bovre

High Noon Saloon, 5 – 8pm

Featuring Marques Bovre & The Evil Twins (reunion), Paul Cebar, The Gomers, Honor Among Thieves, Jentri Colello, Josh Harty, Marques Bovre & SoDangYang (featuring Jim Schwall), and more guests to be announced!

MEDICINE: A TRIBUTE TO THE MUSIC OF MARQUES BOVRE is a benefit effort put forth by the Madison music community to help our beloved friend and incomparable songwriting artist, Marques Bovre.  Earlier this fall, Marques underwent surgery to remove a cancerous brain tumor, and he continues to receive chemotherapy and radiation treatment.  Marques’ songwriting abilities have been admired by many artists and all performers will be playing their interpretations of Marques’ songs.

MARQUES BOVRE & THE EVIL TWINS will make an appearance with all their original members for this special occasion.

We hope you will join us, and help spread the word.

$10 suggested donation at the door.

“Tag’s Deal”- or How I Became a Concert Promoter (for those too timid to ask)

I look forward to July 20 with some trepidation.

No, it’s not because we have Immortal Technique at High Noon on Sunday. We do hip hop shows on a fairly regular basis, and we generally have less problems – the occasional obnoxious tag (as in graffiti) notwithstanding – than, say, at a Yonder Mountain show packed with over-served hippies.

July 20 is the anniversary of my move to Madison twenty years ago. I moved here from Dayton, Ohio to pursue a doctorate in Agricultural Economics under the guidance of Dan Bromley, a thoughtful Natural Resource economist who was also one of the few remaining expositors of the Institutional School of economics. Institutional Economics, with its holistic multidisciplinary approach, offered an alluring respite from the arid confines of neo-classical orthodoxy and its extreme reliance on mathematical equations and statistics. I looked forward to studying with Dan in the hopes that my interest in economics as a means of grappling with the complex issues facing us – particularly global environmental crises — would lead to a career in academia.

Man plans, God laughs. Before I could get to the good stuff, I had to pass muster in the form of prelims, and in order to do that, I had to take classes in Micro, Macro, and Econometrics. My math training upon arrival was minimal – I had never before seen a proof. In short, I was screwed. For the first time in my life, I was a failure.

In retrospect, I should have transferred to Sociology or Political Science, but I tried sticking it out. I could write well, and consequently had a paper published shortly after my arrival. I was invited to present my ideas at a couple of conferences, and I ended up getting featured in a video shot at an academic conference exploring the emerging discipline of Ecological Economics, one that was shown on college campuses across the country, even making its way to the Clinton White House (true story.)

But then more reality set in. I fell in love, hard, only to see it end in a slow-motion train wreck. And my parents died, both of them, within six months of each other. I was in a world of pain.

So I dropped out and became a concert promoter.

I sometimes think I subconsciously started up this business so I could drink on the job, which I did in the early days to good measure. It’s an occupational hazard, one that I now try to avoid, but then it helped me when little else could. Of course, what drinking gave, it took back and then some.

I intended when sitting down to write to ruminate about my early recollections of the Madison music scene, kind of a “then and now” retrospective. I do remember the first time I went to O’Cayz. I can’t remember the band I went to see, but I do remember thinking it was a long walk from campus. I saw Negativland at Club D, Fishbone at Headliners, Mahlathini & the Mahotella Queens and King Sunny Ade & the African Beats at the Barrymore — as many shows as I could fit in while wading through those dense math equations of my early grad school days.

I remember Phil Gnarly & the Tough Guys at the Wagon Wheel, Marques Bovre at the Crystal, the Indigo Girls playing the Terrace in front of what seemed like 6000 people, Lou Reed signing autographs at Club De Wash, the Gomers doing their crazy theme nights, also at Club D.

Bunkys, R& R Station and GS Vigs have all been torn down. Inn Cahoots became The Chamber, which became Mass Appeal, which became the King Club, giving way, most recently, to Woofs. Club de Wash burned down on a miserable February morning, and, not five years later, the same fate took out O’Cayz.

All I can say is thank God for Cathy’s perseverance.

O' Cayz Corral, Post- Fire

O' Cayz Corral, Post- Fire

I’m sitting upstairs at High Noon while I write this, listening to Sarah Borges & the Broken Singles rock out and thinking about how I used to drink Budweiser while waiting for the guys at No Name Printing in the basement of the old Buy ‘n’ Sell — which stood in this very spot — to finish up my flyers so I could go hit State Street.

I wonder what life would have been like as a college professor, if my original intentions upon landing here 20 years ago had been fulfilled. It was my dream to be a public intellectual, to get paid to read and write and think. I still have my regrets, that restless longing for what might have been.

On the other hand, I wouldn’t have had the life experiences I’ve had. I get to chat with Lyle Lovett, hang out with Patti Smith, witness the ongoing explosive genius of an artist like Ryan Adams. It’s not all like that; there’s a lot of endless work, lots of nights like tonight with 50 people in the house and a few hundred shy in the till. But, all in all, it doesn’t suck.

I still remember the first time I drove into Madison, down Park Street until it dead-ended into Lake Mendota, lost and not a little bit scared. I’ve watched the buildings go up, the skyline change, the city grow and prosper. And, I like to think, I’ve grown up and changed with it.

I’m glad I was bad at math and good at rock. And I’m very glad I moved to Madison twenty years ago.

Thanks to all who have supported our shows over the years and continue, so generously, to do so.

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