The Gravy Debate: FlagLive v. The Noise
Sunday, February 11th, 2007Our good friend Chipotle Frank recently wrote a scathing review of one of Flagstaff’s many generic country/rock outfits, Gravy. You know, one of those bands that play at Charly’s and it pisses you off because you don’t want to see the band because one just like it is playing down the street, but you’ve got to pay the cover just to go upstairs to get a beer at Zane Grey’s, the other bar in the historic Weatherford Hotel. Or, I think, they also fit in well with the type of band you might see playing outside of Flagbrew on the patio, drawing in tourists longing for that fresh-off-the-mountain-good-ol-boy-simple-charm feeling that only comes from cowboy hats, the twang of a western guitar, and lyrics that suggest, “I’m sexist as hell, but I’m too damn ‘country’ to admit that’s a bad thing.”
Then, in response, Ryan Heinsius, editor of FlagLive, the other local arts newspaper, wrote a scathing review of Mr. Frank’s review of the band, referring to The Noise as “garbage” and Chipotle Frank as “obnoxious” among many other patronizing and sarcastic degradations. His basic argument, it seems to me, is that citizens should support anything and everything local, no matter how generic, immoral, or just plain stupid the detail in question might be.
Before I go more into the specifics of Heinsius’ heinous remarks, there are a few things about FlagLive that I should make clear. FlagLive is barely local. A lot of their articles are syndicated. They have a section called “Ask a Mexican,” where people are allowed to be racist and then the paper can respond in a way that points out how funny it is to be racist. Most importantly, though, is that FlagLive operates out of the Arizona Daily Sun office, the major News newspaper in the area. This, of course, takes care of their funding, advertising, and printing. The Noise is independently owned, funded, written, designed, and printed. Those who run the paper, seek out advertising. Stories are written by members of the community, therefore, reflecting issues that every day Joes in town can relate to. Everything in the Noise and everything that makes The Noise possible is local and wouldn’t be what it is without the hard work of local people who care about local issues.
I think Frank’s main concern with band’s like Gravy is the fact that a lot of bands that play downtown sound the same, have the same audience, and musically, aren’t really doing anything unique. Generic rock bands follow a script, it seems, which is reflected in everything from they’re lyrics, to their image, to the timing of their jokes. There is nothing local about that. There are a lot of great bands in town with no venue to play in because of a shortage in all-ages venues. When there are all-ages venues, the greedy owners take all they can for themselves, make the whole event a pain in the ass, and leave virtually nothing for the bands (111 anyone?). But that’s a whole other issue. So here we have a lot of fantastic local bands, each with their own unique sound (in many cases, the music goes to support local important causes) playing in basements, kitchens, and living rooms…..and generic bands that all sound the same, get mullah for playing in bars, and we’re supposed to believe they’re representing the local music seen?
The point is: Heinsius’s article was just lip service. He talked more about how stupid Frank is for spelling “The Byrds” with an “i” instead of a “y.” Heinsius and his generic, syndicated newspaper, made for fans of generic crappy music, simply don’t have a clue when it comes to what is local and what is meaningful.
Frank pointed out The Byrds when describing the sound of Gravy. This isn’t to say the Byrds weren’t good or influential; it is, rather, a commentary on the fact that The Byrd’s were popular decades ago and if the music your town is producing sounds the same as the music thirty years ago, then that’s a problem. What if I started a band that sounded exactly like Pink Floyd. It wouldn’t work. Of course Pink Floyd was good at the time, but good music, produced by individually creative people—reflecting their time and location—will have it’s own unique sound. Most of all, the continuity it will bring will reflect a true local spirit.
There was a quote that I thought was striking and reflective of the mindset we’re up against here: “we who live in Flag don’t need much to get by, we’re a simple breed. We don’t need much, that is, except for each other.” I don’t think Heinsius really lives here. If he did, he would notice that Flagstaff is deeply, intensely divided by race and class. He would also notice the ½ million-dollar mansions and golf courses sproling further and further into the wilderness just a few miles from trailer homes and bungalows. He would notice the homeless who are arrested for sleeping. This whole “we’re a simple breed” mantra is reflective of the bubble in which Flagstaff’s elite reside. Speak for yourself; I happen to consider myself a complex individual with needs, desires, thoughts, and feelings that are unique to me. There are, I think, two major categories in which “local” is understood: One is an illusion, a fallacy, a lie that people living in the bubble tell themselves their community should be like. They fit their expectations of Flagstaff to suite their ideal perception, thus ignoring reality. The other perception of “local” is derived from the people, what the people are into, what the people create, and how these creations make this town unlike any other.
Another quote: “And so, I challenge everyone who reads these pages to become voracious cultural advocates for this town.” To me, being an advocate is not synonymous with supporting everything in town simply because it was produced here. I will advocate, however, that people not let a corporate arts magazine define who “we” are. If you and your other “simple breed” friends want to listen to “simple breed” music and believe you are supporting locality, that’s your choice. I will not advocate, nor be a part of your illusion.
At the end of the article, Heinsius expressed grief towards the imminent closing of Gopher Records. I do appreciate that. What kind of collage town doesn’t have their own independent record store? It is sad, but also very reflective of the way Flagstaff is moving. Independently owned shops are closing and corporate shops are taking their place. If this trend continues, there will be nothing, except the people, that make this town different from any other. Heinsius also mentioned the possibility of a Starbucks moving downtown. I have faith in the people of this town…I have faith that bricks would fly through the windows of that place before it were even open. You can’t support local music, businesses, or spirit if you aren’t willing to support them for their individuality and contribution. Generic bands like Gravy denude this town’s cultural significance in the same way that a downtown Starbucks would. I understand that Gravy’s music represents a genre that fills a niche in this town, but that niche just seems to be getting bigger and bigger, leaving no room for everybody else. Your sentiments reinforce the notion that there is no room for dissenting voices: speak badly about anything in town and your not supporting locality. What’s the difference between that and the idea that if I don’t support the war, I’m anti-American? Break though the bubble, Heinsius. This town is bigger and more culturally diverse than you could possibly know.
Or, why don’t you just write more about R. Kelly, because he deeply affects my life here in Flagstaff 2007.