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  Autumn 2001
Volume 1 • Issue 1 

 
Write Between the Lines
is an exploration and articulation of the obvious and the obscure. A cavalcade of creation and commentary designed to amuse and bemuse.
 

  

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

     

 

Thank You (Falettinme Be Mice Elf Agin)
 
     
 

Almost Famous

Film Review

by

KE Monahan Huntley


       
 
     
 

"Everyone's going." An expression doomed to elicit an adamant "No." A desperate entreaty to sway the immovable guardians of adolescent virtue and vulnerability. The attempt was futile, nevertheless, I uttered those words to my upright, uptight father, frantic to dance at the 1975 S.F. S.N.A.C.K. concert - "San Francisco Students Need Athletics Culture and Kicks" rock benefit.

"A what? A rock and roll concert? Hippies? Yippies? I'll be damned if I let my fourteen-year-old daughter take part in one of those God knows what free for alls."

Pleas and promises and permission (grudgingly) granted.

Performing artists: Joan Baez/Doobie Brothers/Bob Dylan/Graham Central Station/The Grateful Dead/Jefferson Starship/Santana/Tower of Power/Neil Young . . .

Screwdrivers and cigarettes. Makeout sessions with beautiful strangers.

My slice of life occurs in the same era as Almost Famous. Cameron Crowe presents his "It's all happening" rock and roll film as a head-trip down memory lane for the bands and fans. Stuck in the 70s? No way - Crowe's affection for the players and poseurs onstage and off, and his unwavering belief that music is real, marks Almost Famous as a resonate think piece with an all access pass for its audience.

A full-page advertisement in the April 27, 1975 Sunday edition (pink section) of the San Francisco Chronicle thanks all who financially contributed and emotionally participated in S.N.A.C.K. The musicians and the crowd. The celebrities and the corporations.

In fine print near the bottom a few individual donor names appear. One is my father's: Philip C. Monahan. He never intended for me to discover his contribution, but like the true music fan Cameron Crowe is - I read every single silly word written about the bands I love.

Rock is love. Rock on Mr. Crowe.