That was so excellent, Michael, one of the best of your great chapters on Austin music history. I'm grateful that you're talking about the contributions of Roger Collins, Roddy Howard and Wayne Nagel. One of the criminally-neglected aspects of Austin music history is how those guys also took over management of the Continental Club in the mid-1970s and created a scene there on South Congress. Their tenure at the Continental often gets overlooked, but I can testify that the scene there was smoking hot. Wayne corraled me on the sidewalk outside of Raul's in early 1978 and convinced me that The Skunks should play there, and that turned out to be a great idea. I, too, have several "One night at the One Knite..." stories, including one in which a good friend left the club after our birthday gathering for him and promptly drove his car the wrong way, right into a DWI. I and several of my friends testified at his trial, claiming that he was "kind of a crazy guy and could easily be mistaken for being drunk," and despite the preposterousness of that , he was acquitted. The One Knite was a hell of bar.
I had a copy of the Velvet Underground poster, actually a handbill. It was printed on the back of an Oat Willies poster, or maybe the other way around. It's in the Wittliff Collections in San Marcos now.
Another good one, Michael, rekindling fond memories of Joe Kruppa's 20th Century Experimental Fiction and Electronic Media class and occasionally bumping into Sterling Morrison in Parlin Hall.
Glad someone mentioned the Chequered Flag, I thought it was just in my imagination, saw some awesome performances at that spot. Remember Jay White and the Royal Knights at the One Nite on Monday nights as well as Storm, along with all the others. What a wonderful time it was.
Correct me if I am wrong, but didn't Danny Eaton book the Vulcan Gas Company? Also, did you receive the photo of Jesse Sublett I sent to you? (Can't post photos here, or I would.) And finally (shameless plug) Jimmie Vaughan describes playing the One Kite, and returns to the scene, in our documentary JIMMIE AND STEVIE RAY VAUGHAN, BROTHERS IN BLUES. I'm a subscribe to your Substack now, and I look forward to your book. If only Stoney Burns were still alive. He could write the ultimate treatise on Dallas music. (He was at UT for a brief time. Long enough to meet Thorne Dryer and several others.)
. Actively seeking entry level film / television work
. Austin Music Archivist, Freelance, May 2011 - Present
. Screener, Austin Film Festival, Jul 2014 - Nov 2019
. Pro interests: screenwriting, production, post prod., archival catalog creation
. University of Colorado Boulder, cum laude, Bachelor of Fine Arts - BFA, Cinematography and Film / Video Production, began driving from Boulder to Austin on the weekends to shoot thesis film - "Spent A Year There One Knite" (13 min) -- documentary short exploring the One Knite Dive & Tavern, an early 1970s blues bar that gave rise to Stevie Ray Vaughan, The Fabulous Thunderbirds, Paul Ray and the Cobras, and many more.
. Post-graduation, Stu expanded "Spent A Year There One Knite" to 45 min (a tricky length for festival programmers, he learned later). The film played 8 festivals -- including the Asbury Park Film and Music Festival, the Indy Film Festival, and the New Hope Film Festival.
Long necks and cigarettes .Can't do either one today I don't think. Saw my first punk band at Rauls as a blues only hippie .The Big Boys and it was great so I was converted.
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Joe Kruppa was an avante gard art, rock 'n' roll and 20th Century literature evangelist. His E340 Class on Twentieth Century Literature and Electronic Media was 20 years ahead of the times. He tied the Dadaists, the surrealists and modernists of Paris into contemporary visual artists like Duchamp and others into ROCK N ROLL, Phillip Glass and Karlheinz Stockhausen. He gave up teaching it in the late 70s because he said the students then were just not as critically curious and creative as the ones in the late 60s and early 70s.
Saw him a couple of years ago in Central Market.
At the Doris Miller Auditorium the Elevators were set up in the middle of the gym floor. All the audience was huddled there with a copius level of smoke arising from amongst them. So the acoustics were really not a problem. About 30-40 feet away around the perimeter the APD had a few of its minions with their backs plastered to the walls with their eyes rolling around the room looking like they were witnessing a zombie invasion. They were cool, though.
The Vulcan Gas Co. was seminal in that it was a larger space for non label Rock bands. The New Orleans Club and Charlie's Playhouse were just too small for larger audiences. The overhead projector light shows were far out, man.
After stumbling out of the One Knife late after hours one night and being jolted by its location across from APD, I never returned. I think everyone there that night had participated in at least 15 felonous acts. It was like curb service for APD booking officers. The less said about it the safer it is for me even 50 years later.
That was so excellent, Michael, one of the best of your great chapters on Austin music history. I'm grateful that you're talking about the contributions of Roger Collins, Roddy Howard and Wayne Nagel. One of the criminally-neglected aspects of Austin music history is how those guys also took over management of the Continental Club in the mid-1970s and created a scene there on South Congress. Their tenure at the Continental often gets overlooked, but I can testify that the scene there was smoking hot. Wayne corraled me on the sidewalk outside of Raul's in early 1978 and convinced me that The Skunks should play there, and that turned out to be a great idea. I, too, have several "One night at the One Knite..." stories, including one in which a good friend left the club after our birthday gathering for him and promptly drove his car the wrong way, right into a DWI. I and several of my friends testified at his trial, claiming that he was "kind of a crazy guy and could easily be mistaken for being drunk," and despite the preposterousness of that , he was acquitted. The One Knite was a hell of bar.
I had a copy of the Velvet Underground poster, actually a handbill. It was printed on the back of an Oat Willies poster, or maybe the other way around. It's in the Wittliff Collections in San Marcos now.
Great story. Thanks.
Another good one, Michael, rekindling fond memories of Joe Kruppa's 20th Century Experimental Fiction and Electronic Media class and occasionally bumping into Sterling Morrison in Parlin Hall.
Glad someone mentioned the Chequered Flag, I thought it was just in my imagination, saw some awesome performances at that spot. Remember Jay White and the Royal Knights at the One Nite on Monday nights as well as Storm, along with all the others. What a wonderful time it was.
Once again, a LOT of names I know.
Correct me if I am wrong, but didn't Danny Eaton book the Vulcan Gas Company? Also, did you receive the photo of Jesse Sublett I sent to you? (Can't post photos here, or I would.) And finally (shameless plug) Jimmie Vaughan describes playing the One Kite, and returns to the scene, in our documentary JIMMIE AND STEVIE RAY VAUGHAN, BROTHERS IN BLUES. I'm a subscribe to your Substack now, and I look forward to your book. If only Stoney Burns were still alive. He could write the ultimate treatise on Dallas music. (He was at UT for a brief time. Long enough to meet Thorne Dryer and several others.)
Keep up the good work!
From various sources, including his LinkedIn profile
Stu Gilbert
. Pic: https://media.licdn.com/dms/image/C5603AQEFmh4_QSHkIg/profile-displayphoto-shrink_400_400/0/1594060090854?e=1700092800&v=beta&t=aFpFhdXNyLqFlLFAwj4Wi_PY765HckSqFXEeVMvP-hk
. Actively seeking entry level film / television work
. Austin Music Archivist, Freelance, May 2011 - Present
. Screener, Austin Film Festival, Jul 2014 - Nov 2019
. Pro interests: screenwriting, production, post prod., archival catalog creation
. University of Colorado Boulder, cum laude, Bachelor of Fine Arts - BFA, Cinematography and Film / Video Production, began driving from Boulder to Austin on the weekends to shoot thesis film - "Spent A Year There One Knite" (13 min) -- documentary short exploring the One Knite Dive & Tavern, an early 1970s blues bar that gave rise to Stevie Ray Vaughan, The Fabulous Thunderbirds, Paul Ray and the Cobras, and many more.
. Post-graduation, Stu expanded "Spent A Year There One Knite" to 45 min (a tricky length for festival programmers, he learned later). The film played 8 festivals -- including the Asbury Park Film and Music Festival, the Indy Film Festival, and the New Hope Film Festival.
. "Spent A Year There One Knite", full video: https://vimeo.com/793908416
. Stu holds a Masters degree in RTF from the University of Texas, 2018-2020.
Long necks and cigarettes .Can't do either one today I don't think. Saw my first punk band at Rauls as a blues only hippie .The Big Boys and it was great so I was converted.
Joe Kruppa was an avante gard art, rock 'n' roll and 20th Century literature evangelist. His E340 Class on Twentieth Century Literature and Electronic Media was 20 years ahead of the times. He tied the Dadaists, the surrealists and modernists of Paris into contemporary visual artists like Duchamp and others into ROCK N ROLL, Phillip Glass and Karlheinz Stockhausen. He gave up teaching it in the late 70s because he said the students then were just not as critically curious and creative as the ones in the late 60s and early 70s.
Saw him a couple of years ago in Central Market.
At the Doris Miller Auditorium the Elevators were set up in the middle of the gym floor. All the audience was huddled there with a copius level of smoke arising from amongst them. So the acoustics were really not a problem. About 30-40 feet away around the perimeter the APD had a few of its minions with their backs plastered to the walls with their eyes rolling around the room looking like they were witnessing a zombie invasion. They were cool, though.
The Vulcan Gas Co. was seminal in that it was a larger space for non label Rock bands. The New Orleans Club and Charlie's Playhouse were just too small for larger audiences. The overhead projector light shows were far out, man.
After stumbling out of the One Knife late after hours one night and being jolted by its location across from APD, I never returned. I think everyone there that night had participated in at least 15 felonous acts. It was like curb service for APD booking officers. The less said about it the safer it is for me even 50 years later.