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...house, there were foul poles (garden posts) and an on-deck circle with extra bats (if you swung two or more at a time, you were pretty cool). There was a home-made dugout occupied only by the "ghost runners" and even a resin bag (stuffed and clipped white rag) on the mound...
...close to the heart of Seventh Avenue, the hub of the domestic rag trade. Staging "The East Village" there is a bit like lobbing a firecracker into a country club where the members are all snoozing in their lounge chairs. Geographically, the East Village is about two miles from the garment center, but spiritually the distance could be measured in light-years. Many of the women and men who started the American garment business came from immigrant families who clustered in the tenements of the Lower East Side. That is much the same territory covered by today's East Village...
...young designers and artists who live there now could be the grandchildren of the people who made good in the rag trade and moved away to the sanctuary of the suburbs. Nonetheless, the surges of prismatic energy in the clothes they make and wear have little relation to the settled design ideas of Seventh Avenue. Some garments, like an outfit by Eva Goodman that resembles a series of sewn-together Hula Hoops sprayed with an Earl Scheib paint job, press hard on the outer edge, looking for the place where far-out goes...
...FABULOUS THUNDERBIRDS: Tuff Enuff (CBS Associated Records). There is a long tradition of honky-tonking in American music that runs way back, considerably before rock, to the blues bars, jazz joints and love parlors where rag and Dixie got going from the turn of the century on. These days, call a group a bar band and you mean they play rock with no fuss and maybe a little sloppiness that can pass for funk. The Fabulous Thunderbirds, who made their first album in 1979 and have opened concerts for the Rolling Stones, still have the true chugalug spirit...
...real men don't read Playboy; they read Sports Illustrated, right? Get real, Sports Illustrated is a family deal, a dentist's office rag. Young and old, men and women read it; and, no Mr. Mulvoy, we don't all get turned on by your aesthetic advertising...