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| 12/18/09 |
SAM GOODYEAR ART BEAT
During the two and a half years that I have written this column, several people have suggested that I write about the area’s eating establishments, which I have been frequenting with gratifying regularity. If cooking can be an art, why not eating? So here goes: (Please note that every entry is worth your patronage for a host of reasons. I will point to a salient singularity for each. In addition, the order of listing is entirely random. They are all the best.) Autumn Cafe, Main Street, Oneonta – Besides the earthy warmth, the cheerfulness freely offered, the European tolerance of lingering long over a cup of coffee or a newspaper, the CARROT CAKE is unquestionably the best in the cosmos. Alex & Ika, Main Street, Cooperstown – Comfort, style, imaginative creations, yes, but the BREAD is unsurpassed. It is often the most telling element of a restaurant and this place wins hands down. Anywhere. Italian Kitchen, Church Street, Oneonta – Exceptionally hospitable and accommodating – they went out and found a bottle of mineral water on a Sunday night on my first visit; it is now in permanent stock – the SPAGHETTI BOLOGNESE is more superlative than superlative. I have made a study of this dish since I was in Italy at the age of 11, and there is none better, even in Bologna. The Tunnicliff, Pioneer Street, Cooperstown – FAMILY FRIENDLY, something for all tastes and all sorts and conditions of men, women and children. Enormously cozy in the rawest of weather. As close to home as it gets. Why is there no Starbucks in Oneonta? It would never make it, up against Latte Lounge and Capresso, both on Main Street, with the stock of EXQUISITE CHOCOLATES in the former and the FRESH ORANGE JUICE in the latter. We are talking quality here. Elena’s, Clinton Plaza, Oneonta – PASTRY AS ART. Sumptuous, imaginative, lovingly made, out-of-the-ordinary. Please See SWEET, B-2 ence are no slouches, either, and I don’t mean maybe. The American Hotel, Route 10, Sharon Springs – An amazing success story, excellent menu, and RECEPTION by Garth Roberts and Doug Plummer that will keep you coming back time and again. Depressed? Forget Prozac. Drop in and refresh your spirit, unfailingly. Neptune Diner, Southside, Oneonta – OPEN 24 HOURS 365/365. Oneonta, too, is the city that never sleeps at this reliable oasis at all times of day and night. Stella Luna, Market Street, Oneonta – The architecture of the old railroad station is one thing, and the Tuscan murals another, but you will never forget the POLENTA APPETIZER smothered in creamed mushrooms. Is there a synonym for “the best”? Canalside Inn, Ann Street, Little Falls – Quite simply, my favorite place of all time, even after 10 years in Paris and 16 years in New York. The BAKED ALASKA is not to be missed, so be sure to order in advance. Empire Hotel, Route 51, Gilbertsville – New on the scene, with a WARMTH AND BUSTLE straight out of the happiest pages of Charles Dickens. Perfect during these days of celebration. There are many other places, of course, but I can’t expect you to read on through the night. As it happens, this is the last you will be reading of my efforts in these pages, for I am moving away from the area between Christmas and New Year’s. It has been an immense pleasure to share with you the treasures of art in our region over the last 130 or so weeks. I will miss you, and I hope that this final offering will leave a good taste in your mouth. Be well. Stay well. Happy 2010!
Editor’s Note: What can be said about Sam Goodyear? Versatile, urbane, enthusiastic, educated (that’s a rarer quality than you might think), kind, a friend. We regret his departure (but know he’ll be back from time to time) and wish him continuing successful living and happiness ahead. SWEET, From B-1 The rest of the fare and the general experience are no slouches, either, and I don’t mean maybe. The American Hotel, Route 10, Sharon Springs – An amazing success story, excellent menu, and RECEPTION by Garth Roberts and Doug Plummer that will keep you coming back time and again. Depressed? Forget Prozac. Drop in and refresh your spirit, unfailingly. Neptune Diner, Southside, Oneonta – OPEN 24 HOURS 365/365. Oneonta, too, is the city that never sleeps at this reliable oasis at all times of day and night. Stella Luna, Market Street, Oneonta – The architecture of the old railroad station is one thing, and the Tuscan murals another, but you will never forget the POLENTA APPETIZER smothered in creamed mushrooms. Is there a synonym for “the best”? Canalside Inn, Ann Street, Little Falls – Quite simply, my favorite place of all time, even after 10 years in Paris and 16 years in New York. The BAKED ALASKA is not to be missed, so be sure to order in advance. Empire Hotel, Route 51, Gilbertsville – New on the scene, with a WARMTH AND BUSTLE straight out of the happiest pages of Charles Dickens. Perfect during these days of celebration. There are many other places, of course, but I can’t expect you to read on through the night. As it happens, this is the last you will be reading of my efforts in these pages, for I am moving away from the area between Christmas and New Year’s. It has been an immense pleasure to share with you the treasures of art in our region over the last 130 or so weeks. I will miss you, and I hope that this final offering will leave a good taste in your mouth. Be well. Stay well. Happy 2010!
Editor’s Note: What can be said about Sam Goodyear? Versatile, urbane, enthusiastic, educated (that’s a rarer quality than you might think), kind, a friend. We regret his departure (but know he’ll be back from time to time) and wish him continuing successful living and happiness ahead.Labels: 12-25-09, art beat, Frontpage |
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Follow-Up, And How
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| 12/11/09 |
SAM GOODYEAR ART BEAT
One goes out on a limb by trumpeting an upcoming event, as I did some weeks ago about the Musical Madrigal Dinner at Oneonta’s First United Methodist Church on Dec. 1, master-minded from start to finish (literally – more about which later) by Dr. Jason Curley, professor of horn and conducting at Hartwick College, and cultural force-about-town extraordinaire. Over the two-and-a-half years that I have been writing this column, I have gone out on many limbs. It is unfortunate that, because of my program on WSKG radio in Binghamton on Saturdays, I can never attend any of the Saturday events I preview in print, hence less follow-up than I would like. Such, luckily, was not the case with the Musical Madrigal Dinner, sold-out and exuberantly enjoyed by 126 patrons, of which I was fortunate to be one, because it fell on a Tuesday night. All the myriad elements came together in perfect sequence, starting with arrival in the lofty meeting room adjoining the church’s sanctuary. It might as well have been a English baronial dining hall, festooned with garlands of evergreens and festive lights. A court jester showed guests to seats at long, seasonally decorated tables. A string ensemble filled the air with sprightly melodies floating above the expectant chatter and buzz. “Deck the Halls,” first of three carols performed by the entire assembly, has possibly never been more rousingly sung. I am a pushover for good cheer and I confess to a sudden welling of tears at the genuine joy and enthusiasm that shook the timbers. Then came the feast: soup, game, vegetables, condiments, cider. With the succession of courses came a succession of musical offerings, all provided by the several excellent ensembles, vocal and instrumental, at Hartwick. If that were not enough, there was also high royal patronage in the form of King Stephen Markuson and Queen Mary Ann Ross. Dr. Curley, splendid in 17th Century garb, served as Lord Chamberlain, ringing a handbell and making announcements, assuring a smooth and cordial unfolding of everything he had so meticulously put together, including the figgy bread pudding he had made himself. This was an inspiring start to the end-of-year social hoopla. Among the many gratifying and encouraging elements was the mutually appreciative unity and interconnectedness between town and gown. Long may it last! (Reserve NOW for next year.)
Sam Goodyear’s column on the arts in Otsego and Delaware counties appears weekly.Labels: 12-18-09, art beat, Frontpage |
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Madam, I’m Adams
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| 11/27/09 |
Madam, I’m Adams
SAM GOODYEAR ART BEAT
Recovering from an agonizing back ailment in the fall of 1994, I was very kindly looked after by George and Carolyn Goetz, with whom I was working cheek by jowl (since 1991) launching and nurturing Leatherstocking Theatre Company. To take my mind off myself, George brought me a play to read. It had been sent to the company in its earliest days in response to a call for original scripts; among LTC’s aspirations was the development of new works. I read Howard Ginsberg’s “Jefferson & Adams” with fascination, wonder and mounting excitement. (I even was temporarily oblivious to my throbbing lower back, the sure sign of a hit.) Carolyn was putting together the 1995 season and “J&A” was under serious consideration. We had waited to develop our audience before plunging into the unknown, but we were feeling ready to risk it. My opinion was wanted on the script. Yes, I said, let’s do it. “I think Hugh would be good for the role of Adams,” said George. “Definitely,” I said. “He’s one of the best actors around, one of the best actors anywhere. Remember him in...?” “No,” George said. “I said ‘you,’ not ‘Hugh.’ I think you would be good for the role of Adams .” Perhaps it was the early stages of my hearing impairment. Or perhaps I couldn’t believe my ears. I was once told never to pass up a piece of pie when it comes around. It may not be offered again. “Sold!” I said. The play opened July 3, 1995, at Hyde Hall. Since then it has had a remarkably varied and successful life. It is an annual event at the Adams house in Quincy, Mass., every Fourth of July. It is likewise an annual event every Julyat the Kimball Theatre at Colonial Williamsburg. A television adaptation, aired on PBS nationally July 4, 2005, was nominated for an Emmy. The most recent engagement was for Historic Carlisle, in Carlisle, Pa., in September. I have been fortunate enough to have played the role of Adams in every one of the productions since the premiere. It has led to my developing a one-man show of my own, “The Man from Massachusetts,” and I have had the honor to appear as the great president in 14 states, at various venues and for various occasions: launching the Adams dollar coin for the U.S. mint in 2007, observing Constitution Day at a university in Tennesssee, addressing a regional meeting of the Colonial Dames, attending President Obama’s inauguration and, just this autumn, appearing in a PBS film, “Faith and Our Founding Fathers,” to be released in 2010. Directed by award-winning film-maker Lee Groberg, the 90-minute documentary features interviews with scholars and historians and their conclusions about the religious practices of our founders. Film sequences depict specific events and intimate moments of the primary figures in the forging of our republic. There is no way to do justice to the thrill of hobbling as an older John Adams in the garden at Peacefield in Quincy, especially as the present-day layout is exactly as Abigail Adams had conceived it. Scratching a letter to Thomas Jefferson with a quill pen at Adams’ desk was another unhoped-for moment of cinematic excitement, for me, at any rate. Then there was a night of filming in Independence Hall itself. I didn’t pinch myself once, for if it had been a dream, I certainly didn’t want to wake from it. No, really, how lucky can one man be? There have been many gratifying moments for me in this project. The invitation itself, for a start, the reenactments at the very places where some of the most important modern history – ever – occurred, the unilaterally friendly, kind and intense solidarity of the entire crew, the thought that this will be shared with millions of viewers next year. But there’s more. Mr. Groberg asked me if I could recommend an Abigail for the Quincy sequences. Well, could I ever. I had long wanted to play John Adams opposite the Abigail of a performer whom I have long admired, someone who graced the Leatherstocking stage on numerous occasions, dazzlingly so: Linda Goetz, daughter of none other than those who had brought me all of this in the first place, George and Carolyn. It was the least I could do in immeasurable gratitude. You will see her walking in the garden reading a letter from her (geographically) distant husband. The Goetzes and I have planned a champagne evening for the premiere. Maybe you will join us?
Sam Goodyear’s column on the arts in Otsego and Delaware counties appears weekly.
The other John Adams
Otsego County’s Sam Goodyear, John Adams to the world, at Independence Hall.
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Santa’s Cooperative
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| 11/20/09 |
Santa’s Cooperative SAM GOODYEAR
ART BEAT
The time of shopping mania is upon us as of this week. Though I’m not partial to the barrage of advertising and relentless hawking of items cooked up in the name of blind consumerism at this time of year, I really do enjoy looking for, and finding, just the right thing for those close to me. I also like sharing the pleasure of finding places where that right thing is sure to be found. I mentioned a fleeting visit to the Artisans Guild in Oneonta in this column a short while back. Some subsequent inspections of its wares compel me to expand on the subject. In the first place, the Artisans Guild is a cooperative, founded 10 years ago by jewelry-maker Deborah Blake and potter Ellie Stromberg.. From 30 members in October 1999, the Guild now numbers 50, artists all, selected by a jury of five. They pay a nominal mem bership fee and take an honorable percentage of the sales of their work. Each artist also works behind the counter on a rotating schedule. To enter its precincts is to walk into an atmosphere of artistic celebration, communality and solidarity. There is a huge number of exceptionally gifted artists in our immediate region and the Artisans Guild is providing an important forum for them, not to mention a dazzling emporium for the public. The founders and all its supporters are to be applauded. But let’s be a bit more concrete. The discerning customer will be sure to find, as the French say, his or her happiness, especially at the community-friendly pricing. What is not on offer would make a much shorter list than what is. The variety (and make no mistake, the quality is consistently first-rate) is staggering: whimsical mosaics, fabric arts, tramp art, egg tempera, furniture, painting, stained glass, basketry, pottery, jewelry, photography, book arts, weaving, knitting, musical instruments, toys, chocolates, soap, candles, calligraphy. There’s more, much more, and you can discover these treasures for yourself by rushing to 148 Main St. Now. When it comes to presents, is there any deeper and more lasting gratification than the giving and receiving of art?
Sam Goodyear’s column on the arts in Otsego and Delaware counties appears weekly.Labels: 11-27-09, art beat, Frontpage |
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SAM GOODYEAR
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| 11/13/09 |
Mr. Ubiquitous
ART BEAT
For a young man who grew up in 28 states and has conducted a pit orchestra in 35 cities, in addition to studying at various universities and winning multiple awards from coast to coast, Mr. Ubiquitous is a richly deserved sobriquet. I am quite sure you have seen Jason Curley. You may not have known his name, but now you do. He is the guy who teaches conducting and French horn at Hartwick College, organizes concert/feasts to support groups like Doctors Without Borders, Oneonta World of Learning, and the Food Bank of Oneonta, is on the board of Foothills Performing Arts Center, plays in the Oneonta Community Concert Band, and has taken up the baton to conduct the Catskill and Utica Symphony Orchestras (organizations in which he also performs) for an ailing Charles Schneider. He is everywhere. During a lunch interview at the Autumn Café in Oneonta recently, it was no surprise to me that he was being greeted right and left (literally) by people who know him and appreciate the immense role he plays in the community, culturally and otherwise. Besides his talent and pit of energy, Jason Curley is notable for his exceptional commitment to the whole notion of “community.” Where some seek to stir up controversy and exercise empire and exclusivity, he wants to bring organizations, purportedly in existence for the good of the community, together to provide just that. He seems to have an inexhaustible supply of ideas and potential projects and sees everywhere where connections can be made, collaboration can be implemented; and always for the benefit of others. His appearance is as kinetic as his activity: very short spiky hair, hip contemporary pop culture attire, an electric gait, rapid-fire speech (like his thinking), a generous winning smile, which he flashes constantly, and constant movement – one can almost see the lines of energy found around the more animated characters in a comic strip. He has put together what will be sure to be a bracing evening: Musical Madrigal Dinner, featuring the several chamber ensembles of Hartwick College. To wit: Concert Choir, Brass Ensemble, Flute Choir, Saxophone Quintet, Clarinet Choir and String Ensemble. It will take place at 6:30 p.m. on Tuesday, Dec. 1, in the First United Methodist Church on Chestnut Street in Oneonta. Consistent with his deep commitment to others, the event will benefit Nursing Students Without Borders and FUMC Jamaica School Mission. Tickets are attractively affordable for all. For information, call: 431 4800 or 432 4102. Mr. Curley has been in Oneonta only 18 months. He feels, however, like a venerated institution. When you see him at the concert, exhort him to stick around for a long, long time. We urgently need people like him.Labels: 11-20-09, art beat |
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Glorious Oompah-Pah
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| 11/6/09 |
SAM GOODYEAR ART BEAT
There are some 50 – 50! – performing arts groups in our immediate region, and I regret that it has taken me this long to savor the delights of the Oneonta Community Concert Band, which gave a Veterans’ Day tribute concert at the Oneonta Theatre on Chestnut Street this past Sunday. If that rousing event was any measure of their quality, I have missed out on a lot all these years. The organization can trace a circuitous history all the way back to 1853, though 1899 seems to be a clearer marker of its present form. In any case, that’s what I call remarkable institutional longevity, especially in the arts. Its present configuration is led (for some 27 years now) by the ever-enthusiastic and supremely knowledgeable and gifted René Prins, professor, musician and exuberant bandmaster. His entrance onto the stage of the magnificent old house, currently undergoing exciting renovation, set the tone: He was clad in white trousers, a quasi-military jacket (with medals), and a perky cap. Jaunty doesn’t begin to do justice to the effect. The program was pretty more-than-jaunty as well: original, thoughtful, well structured and edifying. There was a bit of what one might expect, and rightly so (“The Star-Spangled Banner,” some Sousa, “God Bless America”), but there were some nice surprises as well. Smug music-lover that I am, I didn’t know that the second movement of Mendelssohn’s “Italian” Symphony was also known as the Pilgrims’ March, for example. That provided a nice bit of “classical” repertoire. When I saw “Hands Across the Sea” on the program I, again smugly, thought I knew what to expect. But no. The fine print revealed that it was the “Hands Across the Sea Fantasia” by Theodore Moses Ben Tobani, not the better-known, similarly titled march by John Philip Sousa (who, by the way, appeared with his band six – six! – times on that very stage in the early 20th Century). The Tobani was a revelation, a hefty, cleverly woven medley of national anthems from the world over, composed in 1910. It calls for contrasts, variety of color and mood, and demands sustained concentration and stamina, and the players more than did it justice, as they did to all the selections performed. It is always a pleasure to discover something new, but then, of course, Mr. Prins knows his stuff backward and forward, and I am grateful to him for the expansion of my musical knowledge. I love the sound of a good concert band. It is good-natured, bright and bracing, and, at its best, evokes one single stirring image: America. The Oneonta Community Concert Band’s next appearance will be in February, a concert entitled “Summer in the Winter,” date and venue TBA. As I say so frequently, WATCH THESE PAGES!
Sam Goodyear’s column on the arts in Otsego and Delaware counties appears weekly.
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Of Flutes
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| 10/30/09 |
Of Flutes SAM GOODYEAR
ART BEAT Though it is a truism, it is perfectly true that, on getting up in the morning, one just never knows what the day will bring. My Saturday morning is a carefully structured sequence of events, which includes making sure my two dogs are properly exercised and worn out for a long day of rest while I drive to Binghamton and back for my eight-hour shift on WSKG. There is a lot to attend to and time is short. Still, this past Saturday I squeezed in a quick errand at the Artisans’ Guild on Main Street in Oneonta (which warrants a whole column on its own) and emerged 10 minutes later full of wholly unanticipated wonder and enlightenment. The gentleman manning the shop was making music. On a huge (and I mean huge – very long, very wide ) wooden flute whose sound was reminiscent of the sonorous vibrations of an Australian didgeridoo. Spread out before him on the countertop was a collection of smaller flutes, each one from a different wood and of a different color and grain, each one masterfully hand-carved, each one a work of art. The flutist also happened to be the creator of these exquisite objects, which he calls Native American Style flutes. Meet Jim Verrelli, craftsman and musician extraordinaire who claims to be an "amateur" woodworker and instrumentalist. You could have fooled me. Since first purchasing a Native American flute in 2006 and falling in love with its essence and its sound, Mr. Verrelli has made well more than 100 versions of his own in countless sizes and out of all sorts of types of wood (curly cherry, purpleheart, zebrawood, paduk, lace/leopard wood…). "The flute is an energy conduit between one’s soul and the world," says this "amateur." He is a passionate expert on the entire gamut of a flute’s being: the wood, the finish, the ornamentation, voicing, tuning, key, scale, tonal range… Not only is this gentleman modest, he is also deeply respectful of the tradition which has captured his heart. He emphasizes his adherence to the Indian Arts and Crafts Act of 1990 and the Indian Arts and Crafts Enforcement Act of 2000. "I am not an ‘Indian’ and do not represent my my flutes as being ‘Indian’ made," he says. "I have great respect for the native culture and use the word ‘style’ to distinguish my flutes from Native American flutes made by native flute makers." The prerequisite for a true amateur – and professional, for that matter – is the word’s origin: love. Mr. Verrelli certainly has that, and then some. Your appetite whetted? Let yourself come under the spell at www.jimsflutes.com Sam Goodyear’s column on the arts appears weekly.Labels: 11-06-09, art beat |
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