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Sunday, November 12, 2017

Frank Moore’s Archives to the Bancroft Library, University of California, Berkeley



Raw footage by Keith Wilson.

What we wrote the day this footage was shot, September 29, 2017:

Keith Wilson came over this morning and filmed Mikee and I loading the first of Frank's archives into the car! The three of us drove to Bancroft Library, Keith filming the trip as we talked. It is amazing and a little unreal, but we made the delivery! Steven Black, our contact from the beginning, and the Head of Acquisitions, came out with a cart while Keith filmed the whole thing. We signed the DEED OF GIFT on the spot. One of our favorite lines is:

“The Materials will be physically stabilized and preserved by The Bancroft Library. The Materials will be placed and maintained in non-damaging containers and stored in facilities that provide appropriate temperature and humidity control and security ...” Wow!

Frank and I (Linda Mac) used to hang out in The Bancroft Library in the 1980s. Steven said, Frank is back here now.

The first delivery today for the Frank Moore Collection included 3 boxes of paper materials (performance scripts, typewritten manuscripts, books, pamphlets, Frank's presidential paraphernalia, etc.), 7 boxes of DVDs in custom packaging (over 300 of Frank's videos) and a hard drive with over 800 of Frank's videos, plus documentation in the form of print outs for the videos. We will continue to add things to this collection as we prepare them. All of this stuff will be available at the Bancroft Library on the campus of U.C. Berkeley.

Linda & Mikee

Sunday, November 5, 2017

Pam Kay Walker - Frank Moore’s Shaman’s Den



Artist, actress, author of the book, "Moving Over the Edge, Artists with Disabilities Take the Leap".
Recorded March 9, 2006.
More episodes at the Frank Moore's Shaman's Den Channel:
https://vimeo.com/channels/shamansden

Tuesday, October 31, 2017

Featured Reader: Whole Note Series



Recorded January 25, 2005
The Beanery, Oakland, California
The poems:
"Jesse"
"I Came To Play”
“That Goddam Weed Of Life”
“Locked In, Locked Out”
“Fuse”
“Falling Into Skin”
“Is This Appropriate?”
“Boundaries Kill”

Sunday, October 8, 2017

The Union Of Erotic Passions [AUDIENCE CAMERA]


Cherry Lounge, San Francisco, California, September 5, 2004

Well, this gig got us blacklisted from the San Francisco punk scene.  It was apparently that hot!  See for yourself! 

Below is what I wrote at the time:

Apparently there was a controversy around our appearance. On RAMPAGE RADIO (the hard core all-night show hosted by Dirty Dave, Boom, and Bob) on KUSF early Sunday morning a "management" guy from CHERRY said "Frank Moore will not be nude at THE CHERRY" ... or some such nonsense. The fates prevented me from knowing about this until we got there ... LUVeR couldn't carry the show because their stream was down ... then Bob couldn't reach us to warn us because our phone was out. So I enter the club not loaded for bear. Hey, when Boom booked us, he told the lesbian owner what we do, and she said it was all cool. So I'm not clear about the power dynamics. But, although everyone was nice, there was a definite vibe that the whole hard core scene (not just us) were freaks from the wrong side of the tracks. Hey, we "queered the place," to use a term that our lesbian neighbor is fond of ... it was a night of TRANSFORMATIVE TRANGRESSION!

All through the night Bob kept muttering about what happened on RAMPAGE...but he always mutters like Popeye. So it wasn't until in the set of FLUFF GRRL(YMAN) ... which was their most powerful set I have seen ... that Bob in/as a song outlined what happened ... and that he bets that they wouldn't be able to stop Frank Moore! So what choice did I have?

When I had my clothes off, Boom gave us the official NO-NUDITY word ... that absurd duty over with, Boom half-jokingly (or was it quarter-jokingly?) said "well, no penetration then!" To that, Anne Madigan asked if that meant that she couldn't stick her finger in my ear. And I don't know if Bob's sucking / blowing my cock as a flute violated this no-penetration rule. Bob didn't do much of that Sunday night. He said that was because my balls were sweaty. That has never stopped him before! It was the first FLUFF GRRL gig I've seen that Bob didn't drop his pants and set fire to his pubes. Was it because of the threatened limiting vibes? I don't know. Did the nude explicit sweaty orgasmic rubbing rocking erotic dance Linda and I did together violate the no-penetration rule? I won't tell! That's what the slow motion and zoom buttons on your player are for! But a lot of what we do in bars is breaking actual laws covering venues serving liquor.and not just penetration. Of course in the 30+ years that we have been "transgressing" in clubs, there has not been a single raid, etc. (DARN!) But the club should be committed to the risky art presented. I talked to Boom tonight.and he assured me that CHERRY wants the scene there and has no problem with what we did. Notwithstanding what I wrote above. I hope he's right!

I started the set singing alone on the floor I AM WOMAN. Hey, CHERRY was supposed to be a lesbian bar. Then Bob did the skin flute on me as the rest of the band took their positions. I heard a real flute. It wasn't Bob, but Erika in an open robe. She was prevented from erotic dancing by an evil case of poison oak. Only half of the band, numbering 15 members, could fit on the stage. So the other half spilled on to the floor on either side of me. After Bob had his way with me, I turned around to face toward the band, creating a communal ritual circle. Musically and erotically it got sweaty fast, people playing off, feeding off, of one another, changing instruments, doing vocals, becoming a molten musical mass. We had all of FLUFF GRRL plus Anne, the bass player and the lead singer of Violent Discharge (the second band of the night) who poured blood on me! Andy brought his Sousaphone and his guitarist friend Joel to be in the stew. Topless Dr. Gruve blew himself and his harp into one giant sweat bead trance of bliss, followed close behind by the madman Michael Peppe.

Things kept being melting down to bluesy intimate touch moan exchange for about an hour. It was the deepest into the musical unknown we have ventured into in our jamming.

More: http://www.eroplay.com/Cave/unionoferoticpassions/index.html

ON-STAGE CAMERA: https://vimeo.com/30833361

Sunday, September 24, 2017

Deep Core Magic #93



Recorded April 22, 2005
“Exploring with Erika” Part 1
More episodes: https://vimeo.com/channels/deepcoremagic

Thursday, September 14, 2017

I Got You Babe



A segment from the web video series LET ME BE FRANK, Episode 8, “Art Of Risking”.
Website for the series: http://frankadelic.com/
Watch episodes: https://vimeo.com/channels/letmebefrank

Footage from:

Sonny Bono Plays Dwinelle - University of California, Berkeley
https://vimeo.com/115431961

The Art Outlaws
https://vimeo.com/30219922

Frank Moore’s Cabinet Of Dreams – L.A.C.E.
https://vimeo.com/24693011

Inner Travelling - Northwest Artists Workshop,
Portland, Oregon, Feb. 18, 1989
https://vimeo.com/34626117

Monday, September 4, 2017

Make Room For Big Daddy [AUDIENCE CAMERA]



Frank Moore's Cherotic All-Star Band, Kimo's, San Francisco, California, June 20, 2004 (Father's Day)

The set started off with me sitting alone nude on stage singing Fuck the War! Well, not quite alone…the Golem creature Fluff Grrl’s Bob was sitting on stage with me nude cross-legged, playing a toy whistle … and then confusing my cock for the whistle! It’s great theatre! But ever try singing a heavy emotional/political song with a guy blowing into your cock and balls with a mic press intimately to capture the sounds? I live for those performance challenges! Then I sang the Hank Williams’ song, "Move over, Little Dog" … singing to Bob, roughing him up, it becoming a surreal slapstick act.

Then the band slowly piled onto the stage … first, Linda, Kirsten, and Erika joined me in forming a pleasure skin cave of bodies of skin and cloth hiding nothing, moaning into smallness, rubbing faces, rubbing sex, pulling away from the madness of isolation and separations. This was the quiet core of the wall of reality- ripping musical possibilities. The blasting volume was set by Barney’s Theremin. Dr. O. on another keyboard created an emotional base under a giant madhatter’s hat. Jen Neuber, sitting cross-legged in ripped-up fishnets, high-slit skirt, and an indescribable something around her tits held together by dental floss playing a punky/funky sitar. Don (who was the sound guy at Liquid Den in Huntington Beach the last time we played there) played nasty licks dripping with lust on his guitar. Dr. Gruve … obviously fully recovered from his terrible accident … matched and raised this nasty raunch, blowing his brains out on his harp, jumping out of his skin from pure joy. I vocally floated on this wave of sexy fusion as the three wenches erotically “got” each member of the jam who was very eager to be gotten! We were in this raw trance for an hour!

And now I have to write about last night’s jam (https://vimeo.com/28647158) which took everything to a new dimension! My work is never done!

Make Room For Big Daddy [ON-STAGE CAMERA]: https://vimeo.com/232374579

Photos and more: http://www.eroplay.com/Cave/bigdaddy/index.html


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