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Grogan, Emmett

Date:    Tue, 29 Aug 1995 17:42:55 GMT
From:    "E. Church" (brcs@U.WASHINGTON.EDU)
Subject: Diggers Forever

   Who is Mr. E. Grogan?  Grogan was one of the founders of the
Diggers, a group that scrounged and provided food and services on
the Lower East Side in the sixties to the influx of hippies and
other kids who arrived in the city barefoot and entranced.  Abbie
Hoffman was another.  These tireless fellows were hearty souls who
busted their asses to keep the "counter culture" dreaming and eating;
the folks behind the curtains.  Now, with tie-dye revisionism, with
People Magazine's Jerry issue, with all the groovy graphics on MTV
and the Net, it's a nice zen reality check to remember the sixties
were not all peace love but contained some busted glass, bad dope,
mean cops, and hungry runaways.
   Grogan wrote a bunch of this up in his bio, "Ringolevio," and Abbie
wrote a bunch, too, like "Steal this Book" and many others.  A good dose
of railroad medicine and Texas gin, and a little less Brady Bunch might
help explain what really happened to the new generation.  Then again,
re-inventing the wheel has it merits.

Bob in Seattle

Date: Mon, 28 Aug 1995 13:38:35 -0400 From: JfryBlair (jfryblair@AOL.COM) Subject: Re: DEEP...WAVES V.6; E. Grogan, Tambourine Mystery Man I am workin' up a lengthier Grogan bio to post later, but for now lemme say he was one of the truest avatars of the Sixties spirit, the leader of an anarchist collective called the "Diggers" who were the heart and soul of the Haight Ashbury scene in late Sixties San Francisco. His autobiography "Ringolevio" was re-printed a few years ago by Citadel Underground Press and is one of the most wonderful books I've ever read. "Street Legal" is dedicated to his memory. The acetates were a gift to Emmet from Bob, they were sold to collectors late last year by a dealer from Canada who acquired them from Grogan's son. The other voice and guitar on the acetate version of "Mr. Tambourine Man" is that of Ramblin' Jack Elliot, and I believe an excerpt of this same version appears on the CD-ROM. I am no help re: the recording date however. Moe, keep up the good work!!! Peace, Jeff
Date: Wed, 30 Aug 1995 19:15:10 +0000 From: Patricia Jungwirth (tricia.j@AARDVARK.APANA.ORG.AU) Subject: Re: Emmett Grogan This is an excerpt from 'Ringolevio' by Emmett Grogan, first published 1972, now re-issued by Citadel Press. I bought this last month, after having heard about it over the years. "Bob Dylan was exactly unlike what Emmett Grogan expected him to be. Emmett was in Europe during those first years that Bob talked the music and played the news to his starving generation, and broke the hearts of every American poet with his singing of the song. Of course, he heard the records overseas but it wasn't like listening to those same albums in the country where they were cut. By the time Emmett finally came home and settled into things, it was already 'Blonde on Blonde', and he just temporarily didn't know. He found out later without having to tramp through the green, hardsell, crystal swamp of positively Fourth Street, image-persona, media hustle. Now Emmett was sitting on the second step of a warped wooden flight of four front stairs that led up and into the funky, screened porch of a pine-walled cabin where a film editor, who used the name Al Gable whenever he seldom took a credit, lived with his wife, six hound dogs and two dozen cats. Bob was sitting on the same step, and in him Emmett saw a man who somehow made it through that swamp and settled down alive on the other side. A man who had a wife and five kids and simply played music for a living. A plain and easy-dressed man, complicated only by the hearsay. A physically small man who was strong for his size and not fat at all, but wiry with coached stringy muscle and shoulders that stuck out wider than you'd think. A man with a lot of friends, but afraid of those who weren't, just the same. A man who kept a matchstick in his mouth to keep from smoking and who was sliding with the knowledge of growing older and leaving the brassy, punk snide of his younger-than-that-now behind him. Dylan was clean." More stuff about how they spent time together, get the book, it's great. Anyway, that's how the 'Emmett Grogan Acetates' came about. Tricia J


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