#listenup ‘The T.A.M.I. Show’: A Groundbreaking ’60s Concert • NPR (7:32) Milo Miles Knows His Shit

The great Milo Miles ✯ 'The T.A.M.I. Show': A Groundbreaking '60s ConcertStarts about dad’s Electronovision. Wrong on stating dad lost the rights almost immediately. Or at least half wrong. He kept he audio rights. But really amazing review. Milo Miles knows his stuff.

I’ll come back and embed the audio, but I don’t want to forget this so until then, follow the link.

How do you live honestly without telling this? Without anyone alive who knows it already. No shared reality.

Uncle Paul.

What does he know?

Package tours in the early years of rock and soul were varied grab bags. But none were like The T.A.M.I. Show. Filmed in October 1964 in Santa Monica, the lineup included performers who weren’t stars yet — like The Rolling Stones — and those at the peak of their fame, like Lesley Gore and Jan and Dean. Critic Milo Miles reviews the concert, just released on DVD.
— Read on www.npr.org/templates/story/story.php

The TAMI Show Award mock-up

I posted this privately awhile back, before the world became consumed with the intrigue of what had always been the most useless of my obsessions:

Russia.

The post wasn’t secret, just detached and something I wanted to time right, I suppose. I haven’t even proofed it. Just scanned it. The fact that I didn’t publish it publicly makes me believe it was never proofread.

Screw it.

PUBLISH.


In some ways, you’re right, though. Dad loved acronyms. In this case, it was mom’s idea to make sure only she and I knew what it meant. (Other than Dad, of course.) Since they died a month apart, it’s just me.

The more obvious “SEE” – Special Event Entertainment – didn’t need to be a secret. There were reasons with TAMI that didn’t apply to SEE. Copyright reasons – and the bullshit story warp we now are able to read as people die off. It appears “last man living” just takes all the credit. But the clock is ticking on that one.

TAMI: the fucking Stones, dude

My daddy can whoop your daddy and my daddy dead. My daddy done been dead.

It gots to be some kind of good luck to be named after anything with this shit in it:

My daddy did rock.

But I’m ’bout to rock harder.

Hide and watch.