Friday, December 31, 2010

Tales of River Quay II

When I was a volunteer for the Smoky Hill Railroad in Belton Missouri, I bought a book in the gift shop.  It was Tales of River Quay by Marion A. Trozzolo.   The tie in being, as I read the book that the railroad museum and its members were mentioned in the book.  Quite a few people were mentioned in the book as was pointed out in the forward.  Everyone but one had their names changed to fictional ones.  The book was a very idyllic look at what the River Quay was like in its heyday, when on the weekends cars could barely make it down Delaware Street for all the crowds.  This was in the mid-70's.  I met a man one who claimed he was the person mentioned by name in the book one memorable night in 1992, at a place called Java Gaia, that used to exist on Southwest Boulevard where Club Oasis used to exist.

We talked at length about Mr. Trozzolo, the book and the Quay, which by then was a completely faded memory and a faded ad painted on the side of an old building at about 14th and Main.  His traveling companions were John Paul who played in a well known blues band, and his girlfriend, who said her last name was Svoboda.  She told me that Svoboda was a common Slavic name meaning liberty.  I told her I thought it was really cool and asked her if someday I could use the name for something -- either a band name or a zine of some sort.  She said she thought that would be cool.  It is fitting that in a city enslaved by apathy and by class struggle, I should use the name Svoboda, meaning liberty to describe a blog/zine about the struggle for human expression in our area.

Central to that struggle is a part of town called the River Quay....
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River Market struggles to survive economically despite an excellent location and the best vista's in the Kansas City Metro area.
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Delaware Street is the heart of the Quay.  In Trozzolo's book, organic development was the life and breath of the area.  Hippies who wanted cheap living spaces upstairs and a little shop down and a landlord, Trozzolo, who was open to such ideas plus lots of abandoned vacant property where the ingredients to a new source of urban living.  This was not something that was invented in our decade.  This actually started in the 1960's.
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I have to take a Tima break here....
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I wish I knew where my copy of the book is.  This building was featured in a photo in the book.
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What is a loft these days.  To the con artist developers, it is an unfinished studio apartment with ceilings. Add the word loft to it, then you can charge a high price to the gullible with large amounts of expendable cash for a condo they actually have no real property rights to.  The maintenance fee's alone are enough for rent for most people.  A loft is usually a ware house or old building that is often popular among artists for all the cheap space.  The buildings have usually long past their useable life, so the owners of the building are more than happy to rent the space out to artists or musicians.  There are very few creature comforts in a real loft.  Often the occupant will create a small living space within the space that they can heat cheaply in the winter.  This little bubble of habitation is often an elevated area, or a loft -- hence the name, loft.  I don't know where the gentrifiers can bastardize that term to mean a small overpriced studio apartment, or a large, really overpriced condo.  It is all in marketing.
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When you start walking in the outlying areas at night, you can't help but feel like you are walking within the realm of ghosts.
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This market has been open only 11 months says the owner.  I asked if he had any brochures on the history of the Quay.
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I noticed the River Quay name on his menu.  I asked him if I could take a picture of it.  He said he was amazed that I was the first person to walk into his store to pronounce the word Quay, right.  The proper way to pronounce it is "Key."  The definition is here....
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Ken and I couldn't figure out where the Old Chelsea was.  When the dream died in the late 70's, all that was left was a bad reputation among stupid suburbanites and a sleazy strip club.
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The area was still, except for the condo dwellers walking their often oversized dogs.  Poor critters get to go out maybe twice a day for a couple of minutes.   Nothing like having a horse sized dog in a pup sized house.  A couple of businesses in the area have stuck it out through the years.  One of those is my favorite antique mall -- River Market Antiques.  It is one of two buildings that have murals painted on the side depicting the area's history.  Lewis and Clark came through the area.  What would people of that era think of our fear of terrorists in todays time?  Terrorism brought the Quay down.
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Empty streets and office space replace crowds and life.
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Another mural depicts the city of Kansas.  From wikipedia, I take this excerpt...


River Quay

One of the most tragic times during this period occurred when a gangland war broke out among members of the Kansas City mafia over control of the newly created (and thriving) River Quay entertainment district (and also control over mob skimming at the Stardust Resort & Casino in Las Vegas). In the process several mobsters were killed and three buildings were blown up in the River Quay which effectively ended its function as Kansas City's entertainment center. The battle was to end the era of mob control of the Vegas casinos.
The River Quay in the City Market area along the Missouri River on the north edge of Downtown Kansas City, had been a 1970s urban renewal project to offer a more family friendly entertainment complex based on the city's of Kansas City Jazz heritage replacing the establishments along 12th Street which had deteriorated into a center for crime, drugs and prostitution. The battle over mob skimming in Las Vegas was highlighted in the book Casino and movie by Nicholas Pileggi.

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Great persons have a sense of history.  Stupid people only have a vain sense of themselves.
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We sort of thought walking to the end of this bridge at night might be scary, but found that it was actually very busy with couples walking, people walking dogs, skaters, joggers and other such traffic.
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Various floods have visited this area.  The bottom one was the 1951 flood.  The middle one was a flood in 1844.  The top one was 1993.  Ken is about 6 foot something tall.
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My father, who is Italian American, visited the farmers market often in the 70's and 80's  He loved the bargains you could get, especially later in the day as the people who sold the merchandise - many of them Italians, would sell the stuff cheap.  After a redevelopment and remodeling of the market, and renaming to the River Market, my father, and others complained that the old Italians were driven away by raised rents, and the prices went up.
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Kansas City does not embrace the night, like many cosmopolitan cities.
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Ken called this the world's shortest shorline railroad.
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There are some interesing reads on the history of the River Quay.  One that comes up a lot when doing an internet search is a history written by J. J. Maloney who passed away in 1999.  Another link I found is a sneak peak at a documentary being made on the subject of the River Quay.  One of the best histories on the River Quay war is here.  One of the most curious references to the River Quay does not list the mob war as a reason for the demise of the area at all.  This reference seems to allude to a poor business plan as the reason for the demise.  I find it curious because it seems to feed in the idea that it takes big developers backed with taxpayer money to make a successful retail/entertainment district happen.  There seems to be a school of thought among urban planners and especially among Kansas City council people that the only way to move developments forward is by driving out the people who already live there, and consign over all the property to a large private corporation with tons of taxpayer money.  The words cheap rent or organic growth seem to be dirty words among developers.  Perhaps because there is no money in it for them, and face it, they are the ones running the power point programs that city leaders listen to.  However, if city planners leave plenty of room for organic growth, than success of an area is insured, barring something weird happening, like a terrorist attack or a mob war.  The River Quay war was really about un quenchable greed -- a hunger for more and more.  In such a scenario, the little people always lose, unless they band together somehow and just say no.  Through a combination of bad press, intimidation and apathy, the dream that was the Quay was allowed to fade.  In the end, I would like to suggest to Martin Scorsese that he make one more mafia film -- that being a docudrama on the River Quay war.  It is interesting enough to be made into a riveting film.  Perhaps, though, instead of looking at it through the eyes of a wise guy, maybe it should be done through the eyes of a victim, or even a city of victims, as we all are in Kansas City, weather we know it or not.

More links

http://eu-es.facebook.com/topic.php?uid=58116837932&topic=15724

http://www.facebook.com/pages/River-Quay/143763712302334

http://www.pitch.com/content/printVersion/148391/

http://books.google.com/books?id=m_3_YNa2bIgC&pg=PA29&lpg=PA29&dq=river+quay+war&source=bl&ots=NMFJGflopw&sig=prJ55qlbSkYdP3xzgVHW393mpn8&hl=en&ei=87AdTfmALJPvnge_hNWdDg&sa=X&oi=book_result&ct=result&resnum=5&ved=0CC0Q6AEwBDgU#v=onepage&q=river%20quay%20war&f=false

And for fun, check these links...
One of the links is not safe for work and not safe for children....
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=CF_-hjaMmvA
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=xGqMs557ixQ


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Wednesday, December 29, 2010

To be cool IS to conform!

Oh the boxes we seek to fit ourselves into...


Ever since I was young, people have tried many ways, even violently to force me into their little models of conformity.  I remember back in the 70's, the teevee show "Happy Days" was very popular, especially among my elementary school friends.  We all especially loved the high-school dropout loser thug who called himself "the Fonz."  You remember him, don't you?  He was the 20 something gear head who hung out with high school kids all the time who in turn adored him.  Sometime in the 80's, I met many a "fonzie" type, with their muscle cars (usually a trans/camaro of some sort or a rustang) and their mullets who liked to cruise up and down Noland road and pick up high school chicks.  Somehow, cool was not the word to describe them.  So, later, in my love affair with punk rock, I came up with this saying -- to be cool IS to conform.  That didn't seem to go over so well.  It seemed many of my so called punk rock anti authority friends actually really loved to fit into other peoples ideas of what they should be.  I always felt it was stifling to my lifestyle and personality to have to obey other peoples arbitrary rules.  I find great irony that when I am involved with groups of people who pride themselves on being different, that the less open they seem to really be to divergent ideas and people.

I take from wikipedia some definitions...

The sum and substance of cool is a self-conscious aplomb in overall behavior, which entails a set of specific behavioral characteristics that is firmly anchored in symbology, a set of discernible bodily movements,postures, facial expressions and voice modulations that are acquired and take on strategic social value within the peer context.


Cool is also an attitude widely adopted by artists and intellectuals, who thereby aided its infiltration into popular culture. Sought by product marketing firms, idealized by teenagers....


The only standard is who you know


Cool cannot be simply put into words as it has many meanings.  The meaning that sticks with me it the one used more or less for social control.  Like, when somebody says you are un-cool, meaning you'd better get in line with the group think and find your place in the pecking order or you will be outcast.  One think I find interesting in the art world, and the Kansas City art scene is the idea that it is not what you are doing, but who you are that is more important.  So, in other words, to be a cool artist, you have to have cool connections with other artists and some sort of rep.  It is often repeated that art is completely subjective, and therefore, up to the eye of the beholder.  So, if some artist, for instance, wants to throw a pile of trash in the corner of the room and call it art, then it is his or her rep or coolness that determines the value of the art -- not the intrinsic value of the objects themselves.  In other words, because a certain person touched the object, it is now expected to bring in lots of money.  No wonder many in the public do not understand art and are not impressed.  This art scene seeks to rebel against the establishment by first seeking to break all the rules of the establishment without any regard to standards of style or design.  It now sounds like I am saying the opposite of what I intend to say.  Not really.  I mean, we all exist in a universe of physical rules and limitations -- those that are not really set out by human beings.  So, if you sketch a five minute sketch, don't expect it to bring in thousands of dollars.  If you pour work, sweat, love, effort and thought into something and don't expect a cool factor to kick in, then maybe your work is worth something.  But what is interesting to me, is that people who believe in standards in art, that not all art is subjective, are very open in general.  In other words, they won't deny you a showing, or access to an event because they don't know you and you are not cool enough for them.  It seems the ones with the velvet ropes up all over town are the ones who say all art is subjective.  In other words, too often in the scene, it is who you are bong buddies with. 


It didn't happen 'til we got here


How many times have you run into this attitude?  All of a sudden, people show up at the party, and then it is like the party was not even happening until they showed up.  I know about an argument between two musicians.  The gist of it was that the younger one said that nothing was happening in the music scene until he and his buddies showed up with their genius to change it.  Just because you are a narcissist doesn't mean that the world didn't exist before you and your friends came into it.  The world will exist long after you are gone too.  Great people have a sense of history.  Stupid people only have a sense of themselves. 


The speakeasy 


There is an unintended consequence by some very good people to try to protect the intellectual property of some of the creative class in Kansas City, by making it into sort of a speak easy club.  The unintended consequence is that the very people they seek to keep out are crowding the creatives out of their own scene and taking over so that eventually being creative will be a mark of the un-cool.  Art is often best expressed by the deep expression of the heart of the artist, usually in the quiet confines of their soul.  However, in our scene there is more invested in the performance aspect and the public display and less in the actual work.  One time, I went to an art show that was also a performance piece.  I thought it was a shame that the performance outdid the art which hung quietly on the wall, ignored.  


The drug war


The real war it seems, is not the feds against the drug culture, but really, the drug culture against itself.  I mentioned before the bong buddy.  When I was in high school, I was considered uncool because I didn't drink, smoke or do drugs.  As an adult, I find in many instances that hasn't change.  I'm so glad that I do not feel a need to fit that level of conformity.  I stick with my individual choice proudly.  I do not wag my finger at other people and their choices.  However, in the more traditional American sense of the word cool, the drug culture prevails, and many find themselves excluded if they do not fit in.  In other words, I find it quite destructive to the efforts of the creative class when they find they have to partake in order to be accepted.





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Tuesday, December 28, 2010

Christmas Cantata -- O Holy Night



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Monday, December 27, 2010

Keeping the Season Alive

In a previous post about Lawrence Kansas, I mentioned the classic americana Christmas.  I had heard on NPR that almost all of our Christmas songs, most of our Christmas classic movies and a lot of our traditions that we celebrate each year were created between 1940 and 1962.  I know as well, that many neo conservative talk pundits like to make a big deal about keeping Christ in Christmas.  What is remarkable to me it that they make such a big deal out of Christmas to begin with, while missing the most holy of Christian holidays -- holy week culminating with easter.  Did you know, that most of the founding fathers of this country never celebrated or even marked Christmas?  Did you ever wonder why Washington would have crossed the Deleware on Christmas to fight a victorious battle against the Hessian soldiers in New Jersey?  It is because he and many of the patriots did not consider Christmas such a big deal.  Christmas as we celebrate it is actually a relatively new invention, made mainly to keep our commercial enterprises in the black more than anything else.  So, to truely keep the Christ in Christmas, it is what you do to meet your Christian obligations alive between now and Easter that is most important.  The day after Christmas was Sunday this week.  At our church, on Christmas Eve, the 4 PM mass was overflowing.  The midnight mass was full, but not so much overflow.  Sunday, the people who show up at church all the time were there.  Easter day will be another overflow day.  Between now and then, church will be it's normal self, with many empty pews.  I'm not saying this to proclaim how much a superior christian I am to everyone else.  Heck,  if it weren't for my dedicated wife dragging me in every week, I'd probably go very little.  However, in this season of "war on Christmas" I like to observe the hyperbole and hypocricy that goes into that.  Also, I'd like to say, that in a city of beautiful and artfully designed churches, that the one that I attend, Our Lady of Sorrows Redemptorist Church on 33rd and Broadway, ranks up there as one of the most gorgeous churches.
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In the many happy returns department, we returned to the J. C. Penny outlet in Overland Park to exchange some goods for bigger sizes (insert fat jokes here).  I got a couple of snap shots with my new camera to see how it worked.  The J. C. Penny outlet is sort of a grim ode to commercial efficiency incorporated mid-century googie space age modern elements.  Something about a florescent windowless commercial interior says a lot about the day after Christmas to me.
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