Mark Weber | Okie Music Conrète | Zerx
“The reel-to-reel as honky tonk band.” — Mark Weber Continue reading
Weber ( Mark )
Mark Weber grew up in Cucamonga, California, where he threw rocks at freight trains and has the distinct memory of hearing Sam the Sham singing “Wholly Bully” off in the distance, a mile away, over the loudspeakers at Upland Memorial Park’s baseball field, on summer afternoons watching the orange-purple Martian sunsets so prevalent to his smog-encrusted homeland. His alma mater is San Berdoo County Jail where he matriculated in cold turkey. Adovada. He published his first poem when he was 15 and he’s 60 now, and still, he suspects that 90% of everything he’s ever wrote is junk. Meanwhile, he’s preparing himself psychically, mentally, spiritually, and physically, for The Immortal Poem to occur to him.
Mark Weber | Bygone Tumbleweeds, Tarnation Of Smoke | Zerx
This record is about memory. A train ran through my backyard in Cucamonga where I grew up. Songs like “Que Sera Sera,” “Pistol Packin Mama,” “Born To Lose,” “On Top of Old Smokey,” are some of the earliest songs I ever heard, as a baby, my grandfather romping around with his guitar. Continue reading
Mark Weber | Beautemous Everlasting | Zerx
After 20 years of writing narrative poetry I veered off into a style I call atmospheric / landscape poetry and this is the first examples of that. Too many musicians to mention all their names. Justine Flynn even wrote a complex chart for one of the numbers. (Mostly everything else is purely freeform spontaneous glorious intuition.) — Mark Weber Continue reading
Mark Weber | Time Zone Differential | Zerx
“During the mid-90s whenever I visited back home to Southern California rather than hang with my old friends on some street corner we’d book studio time and hang out there instead, and make music. They’d make the music and I’d tell stories. This is sorta like Volume 2 of my CD on the 9Winds label called OBBLIGATOS FOR TERPSICHOREAN DIPSOMANIACS which translates: Musical Ditties for Dancing Drunks.” — Mark Weber Continue reading
Mark Weber | Words and Stories | Zerx
OBBLIGATOS FOR TERPSICHOREAN DIPSOMANIACS Tracklist: 1. Lean Times 2. O Missing Link 3. Big Web Agonistes 4. At The Jewish Bakery 5. Launch Pad 6. Mr. Goodwrench I’m Not 7. … Continue reading
Mark Weber | Precarious | Zerx
“One great record if I do say so myself. Everything’s coming up roses. You got Ken Keppler on here, and Jeanie, and Mark Weaver’s nocturnal tuba, and Lisa Polisar’s clandestine flute, and Courtney Smith’s nautical harp, and Alicia Ultan’s eternal viola (we love you Alicia), and Stefan Dill’s auto transported flamenco guitar, AND AND AND ! Janet Feder (!) and her prepared & sautéed guitar.” — Mark weber (guitar & vocals & all songs & text & linocut) Continue reading
The Bubbadinos | We’re Really Making Music Now | Zerx
“The quiet before the storm. Lonesome whippoorwill. My grandfather used to call me up and say, “Mark, when’re we gonna make some music?” and I’d haul over to his place and we’d make some. Will the rappers someday be able to call their grandkids and ask the same?” — Mark Weber Continue reading
ALBUzerxQUE Volume 3 | Zerx 030
All tunes recorded in New Mexico, except #1. Mastered by Quincy. All compositions ©2000 by the artists (unless otherwise noted). fRont cOver by Mark Weber. Back cover by Ben L. … Continue reading
J.A. Deane | Mark Weber | Vehicle Vortex Vertigo | Zerx
“Hubcaps & poetry. Used cars three year warranty. We were asked to do this installation at an art gallery for this city-wide cultural provocation on the theme of auto transportation. Autotransportation? ( We used a volunteer for the levitation portion of our act but there was something wrong with the foot pedals. )” — Mark Weber Continue reading
The Bubbadinos | The Band Only A Mother Could Love | Zerx
“As it sez right there on the slip cover, Ultra Americana Deluxe. And may I just add to that, here and right now, that these here Bubbadinos continue to explore the EXTREMELY alt. Western kinda canyons even Johnny Dowd merely peers down every now and then… provide more than their fair share of Uneasy Listening Pleasure… Turn it on, tune in, drop far out.” — Gary “Pig” Gold, In Music We Trust, March 2003 Continue reading