Category: About Art Mob

Think of U$ Thi$ Tue$day

Becau$e we’re thinking of you.

We’ve always hated asking for money, and today it seems especially ludicrous for us, a small arts nonprofit (like, REALLY small) to hit you up when so many people around the world are displaced from their homes, under armed attack, hungry, denied basic rights, and suffering from the effects of climate change. No argument: Those people need your money more than we do.

But we decided not to feel guilty about asking you to pony up. You can make donations to help all those people and still keep a few bucks aside for us. It’s all about the kind of world you want to live in, and the kind of New York that’s worth the trouble of living in. We work hard to bring you joy of a kind you can’t get anywhere else, and we have to spend money to do it. It seems fair to ask for your help with the money, since you probably can’t help us memorize all those lyrics.

It doesn’t have to be much (though it’s good if it is); our budget is small enough to get good vibes from even a small donation. Click the Donate button to use PayPal or plastic. We’re also on Venmo: @artmob.


Every Day Is Giving Tuesday


hands
Give us some giving.

It’s us again! We know, we know; we’re pestering you constantly for money. The ratio of Art Mob emails begging you for cash to those from the political party of your choice is up to, let’s see, about one to a bazillion. We apologize, and we know you’re being hammered by inflation along with everyone else, but what can we do? Jeff Bezos is giving away billions, but we get nothing. Zero. Nada.

Instead, we rely on people like you, who believe in us. We work hard to bring you joy, and we’re well worth your small investment. We do what no other music group does, singing you songs you never heard before, and we’ve been doing it through thick and thin (except COVID, which was a bit too thick) since 1979. And we do it all with love.

As if all that weren’t enough, your donations are tax deductible.

There, are you convinced? Our expenses keep going up, too, so please donate whatever you can by clicking the Donate button.



 

Or Venmo us at @artmob. 

And don’t forget our upcoming concerts, December 16 and 18 at The Center on 13th Street, between Seventh and Eighth Avenues. Tickets Here! Thanks, can’t wait to see you in December.


We’re Still Singing

The Art Mob has wintered well, and, once restarted, we’ve just kept on singing. But not all news is good: We suffered the loss of an important member of the Mob, Sven Hartmann. Here’s a message from Dean:

We are deeply saddened by the death of Sven Hartmann, husband of Art Mob soprano and assistant music director Connie Beckley. Sven passed away at home on his beloved upstate farm on December 17th, hours before the Mob went onstage for our first concert in two years. He was 89 years old, and had been in declining health for some time, cared for unstintingly by Connie.
Several of us were fortunate enough to have known Sven for many years, and to have spent indelibly memorable time with him at the farm during the Mob’s annual weekend-long Roadkill Barbecue. (The menu was meatless; it was Sven, with his wintry-dark, Scandinavian sense of humor, who named the event.) In the 1990s, Dean McNeil—another late, great Mobster—anointed Sven, for reasons best known to himself, the Art Mob’s spiritual advisor. Spiritual or not, Sven loved us and we loved him, and it is painful to lose him.

Barry Talesnick (l) and Sven Hartmann (r), laughing it up back in the day.

We really miss Sven’s presence in the front row at every concert, not to mention his laugh. Sven was an amazing person; read more about him here and here.

But onward we go, to our Spring concert weekend, presenting Slings ‘n’ Eros (Same as it never was!) May 13, 14, and 15.

So, SAVE THE DATES, WATCH THIS SPACE, and hear all about it … soon.


The Art Mob Is Not Ignoring You

Our blog has been in hibernation, but we’re all good.

Hello, followers of the Art Mob. How’ve you been? We’re all good. In context, of course: Our lives, like yours, have been upended, but you knew that. What you want to know is, is the Art Mob still in business? And are we, the fans, going to be able to hear them sing again?

Yes, and Yes! Make that Hell, Yes! We keep meeting, virtually, every week. (For you punctuation fans, the placement of those commas makes the sentence mean that we are meeting every week—not virtually every week, but literally every week—but we’re meeting virtually, i.e., on a digital platform.) We enjoy this a lot, but we’re all eager to get back to singing.

Art Mob meets virtually
At our weekly virtual gathering; we’re laughing, not singing.

And we will! Some of us are vaccinated already, and the others will be soon enough. No, we didn’t skip the line by virtue (that word again!) of our fame as Mobsters, though that’s always a temptation. Joe Biden is saying there’ll be enough vaccine for everybody by the end of May, so we think we’re in good shape to start rehearsing again in the fall.

In fact, so cocksure are we that we’ve—you’re gonna love this—BOOKED A PERFORMANCE SPACE for December!!! That’s right! And it’s one of our all-time favorites: Tenri Cultural Institute. We’ve got it reserved for two shows in December 2021; more details to come. We’ll be looking for a venue for a third performance when we get a little closer to the time, and as more spaces decide to open up.

But be assured: If it’s not safe, we won’t do it. That will depend on what the Governor says, how Tenri’s policies evolve between now and then, and also on how we feel, individually and collectively. Our crystal ball tells us that it will be OK, but it has been known to be guilty of wishful prognosticating from time to time, so we’re keeping our eyes open, our ears to the ground, our fingers in the breeze, and our (masked) noses up in the air. We’ll see you in December, fingers crossed, and you’ll be hearing from us along the way.

Stay safe, keep wearing that mask, and get your vaccination as soon as you can. The arts are essential to life, the Art Mob is essential to the arts, and you are essential to the Mob.

P.S. If you haven’t yet ordered your copy of “The Art Mob Tops 40,” the first and only Art Mob book, what’s the matter with you?

Order your copy now!

The Art Mob: Still Together

Art Mob meet-up
Central Park, safely spaced

We’re ecstatic to report that the Art Mob is still together. The group shows every sign of surviving the pandemic, despite being separated by miles, and by the high risk of choral singing in an age in which “aerosols” has become a four-letter word.

Monday night is Mob night.
Actual proof that Bree ate a bug.

We’re together every Monday night, in a virtual meeting. (I’ll call it a Zoom meeting. It’s not actually on Zoom.) Mostly, we chat, catching up on the state of each other’s relationships, health, hair, and knitting/sewing projects. Sometimes we have trivia contests, make up poems, or watch our newest and bravest member, Bree, eat freeze-dried bugs. (She’s a vegan; this was just a fling.) We can’t sing as a unit because of the limitations of the software, but we sometimes sing to each other. Music is, needless to say, a central element in the Mob’s existence, but the personal connections among our members are no less important. So we’ve been using the available technology to keep those in as good a state of repair as anyone could expect.

The biggest thing to happen recently, though, was that we got together in the flesh. Taking advantage of the (at least temporary) return of several singers who’d been hiding out from COVID in various far-flung regions, we met at Sheep Meadow in Central Park on the bright afternoon of October 10. We all wore masks, and we did a reasonable job of staying six feet apart, despite an impulse among many of us to hug the others and never let go.

Mob meet-up 1
A fair representation. More next time!

And we sang! You gotta say, singing with a mask on and standing no closer than six feet from anybody else isn’t exactly the aesthetic ideal, but it was emotionally thrilling. We sang some old favorites and some new favorites from our most recent concert: “Africa” (of course!), “Amazing Grace,” “David’s Lamentation,” “The Old Crossroads,” and “Dark as a Dungeon.” Nobody wanted to stop, so we sang them all two or three times.

Then, alas, we had to part. But it was a gladdening preview of things to come. When they’ll come is still up in the air, along with the infectious droplets, but we’ll be ready. See you then!

P.S. If you haven’t yet ordered your copy of “The Art Mob Tops 40,” the first and only Art Mob book, what’s the matter with you?

Order your copy now!


Bound and Determined! The Art Mob Gets Published!

Legends of the Art Mob, Part I

One reader cried all the way through it, for all the best reasons. Another laughed out loud, and we hope that she had the right reasons for doing that. A third praised it as “witty and wise,” while yet another said he liked it a lot, and not only because of the nice things it said about him. The author—veteran Mobster Dean Rainey—says that he started writing it simply as an expanded version of the concert program, but it grew into a history, a series of portraits of our singers, and some reflections about the Mob’s place in the world. And there are pictures!

It’s The Art Mob Tops 40, the first book ever about the Art Mob, available now at Blurb.com.

Looks like this on the outside …

The author of The Art Mob Tops 40 is the same guy who writes the program notes for our concerts, and he tells us how he got that enviable job. The notes for our 40th anniversary concert series, in fact, are included in the book and provide its structure. From this base, it wanders down sinuous pathways of Mob lore and expands into chapters like “The Marcia Mystique” (on Marcia Tucker, the group’s founder) and bonus features such as a comprehensive listing of Art Mob singers since 1992.

…rollicking stories on the inside!

There are rollicking old stories, and there are hopeful looks into the future. You’ll get a longtime insider’s view of Mob goings-on, and you might learn things about some of the singers that you would never in a million years have suspected!

While you’re waiting for the end of the pandemic, when we can sing together again, The Art Mob Tops 40 makes for an entertaining and informative read about your favorite a cappella group. What’s more, the Art Mob gets $5 for each copy sold on Blurb, so you’re helping us survive by getting yourself something fun to read. If you’re an Art Mob fan, you want this! Get yours now!!

—Dean Rainey


Curtain Up! Light the Lights!

We got nothing to hit but the … yeah, we got nothing.

We’re cancelled. It’s Concert Weekend, and we’re locked down. Shut in. But wait! Who says we haven’t been busy, creative, mentally agile? Yes, we have! Even in lock-down, the Art Mob has been meeting every Monday evening, our regular rehearsal night. We’ve been safe, we’ve been virtual, we’ve been virtuous. We have not been singing! It’s almost impossible to be in sync on Google Meet or the like. Heck, it IS impossible.

We’ve continued with our mission to entertain ourselves and others—ourselves, first—with recitations, show and tell, games, and, most successfully, poetry (of a sort). They’re linked below. Let us entertain you!

Like a timely limerick? We’ve got some doozies! Challenged to write from a sharp-edged list of prompts, our imaginations took flight.

PLUS, a multi-stanza ‘stravaganza; a video QVC-esque limerick from Bree!

Are Clerihews news to youse? Meet an oddball, light-verse form from the oddball past—exactly right for the Art Mob, you’ll agree.

So, we do have something, after all. Enjoy, and have faith that the Art Mob will celebrate Year 41 in December—somewhere, somehow, some way safe.


At 40, a View from the Top

As the spring flowers begin to blossom, the Art Mob’s 40th anniversary concert program begins to take shape. We’ve got the songs and we’ve got the order in which we’ll sing them, and some of them are sounding like music in our Monday night rehearsals.

The Mob is like a shark that must move forward to keep breathing, so we’re not looking to the past for our anniversary program: there is more new material than old, and we can once again guarantee—as always!—that you will hear music you’ve never heard before and may never hear again. We’re willing to bet that the number of living ears that have enjoyed the strains of When George III Was King, Over the Top for Jesus, or I’ll Do It All Over Again, divided by two, times the square root of all the vintage music videos on YouTube, is basically nobody. On the other hand, we’ve salted the program with a few popular favorites like As Time Goes By and You’re the Top, in world-premiere Art Mob exclusive arrangements.

In fact, there are no fewer than thirteen Mob arrangements on the list, some of which are reprises (Connie’s Come Home, Father, Dean’s Ruby), but most of which are brand new for this concert. Bernadette makes her Mob arranging debut, joining our veterans Dean, Connie, and Hannah.

It’s a bit late for us to take on new singers for this season, but we do hope you’ll try out for the next one. Male voices—a risky term to use in the gender-contentious present, but one still current in the world of vocal music—are in particu larly short supply, but that doesn’t mean you should stop reading if you’re an alto or soprano. We’d love to hear from you, and our corps of arrangers would be able to add more divisi to the parts.

Remember: Friday May 17 and Saturday May 18 at 8 pm, and Sunday May 19 at 3 pm. Friday and Sunday are at Ronald Feldman Gallery, 31 Mercer Street; Saturday is at Tenri Cultural Institute, 43A West 13th Street. In both venues you’ll get to see brilliant art while you listen to our enchanting music. Yes, this is a lot to remember. That’s why we wrote it all down for you.


Art Mob Muscles In On Giving Tuesday

We are deserving of your largesse because you love us; you know you do.

Donations, donations, donations.
You, you, you.

We all know that Giving Tuesday is a cynically contrived event, ginned up by the retail industry to salve the consciences of consumers who have just emerged from a luxuriant wallow in the cesspits of Black Friday. But we participate anyway, because Giving Tuesday has created an overflowing trough at which every non-profit organization wants to feed. With sharpened elbows, the Art Mob now presumes to vie for our share of the spoils.

We are part of old, authentic New York, before all the corporate development. Marcia Tucker, a curator before she was a singer, formed the group in 1979, before people like her were priced out of Soho. We have faithfully made our semi-annual appearances every December and May, to sing you songs you’ve never heard before and to fill the room with the sound of music made by people who do it because they love singing together. In this world of stress and bad vibes, that’s important.

We need money from you, and not just love, because it costs money to put on our shows, even with the minimal requirements that we have. When you last heard from us, a year ago, our expenses had ballooned because of performance venue costs, and we were hanging on only by getting free rehearsal space through the generosity of a local church. Guess what: that’s over, and a place to rehearse is now a recurring expense for us.

Because we’re on such a shoestring, even a small donation from you makes a difference. Go ahead and donate to larger arts organizations, and, for goodness sake, to humanitarian and environmental ones, too. Just carve out a little spot for us.

At artmob.org, you can donate using PayPal. You can also support us on Amazon Smile, as explained here.

Or just come to the concerts and drop some money on us there. Your donations are fully tax deductible because we are punctilious about discharging our obligations to the IRS and the New York State Charities Bureau.

We thank you a whole lot for helping us out.


JOIN THE MOB THIS FALL!

JUST WHAT YOU’VE BEEN LOOKING FOR!
The Art Mob (16-voice SATB, a cappella) is recruiting for all voice parts, especially male voices.

Since 1979 the Art Mob has entertained audiences and ourselves with a quirky mix of outdated and
unfashionable songs from a variety of ever-to-be-forgotten sources from the 18th through the mid-20th
centuries. Bravely singing without instrumental backup (or sheet-music coverup), the Art Mob pounces
on obscure pieces found in attics and tag sales, musty old hymnals and tattered choral books, offering
listeners a taste of what life may have been like way back before smartphones and cat videos, when
group singing was a popular form of entertainment. Plus, we’re good. Our music director, Brent
Frederick, brings out the best in the singers and the songs.

IF YOU LIKE gospel, Victoriana, children’s ditties, jazz, shape-note and Appalachian folk tunes,
temperance songs as well as drinking songs, Tin Pan Alley as well as country songs, along with who
knows what other styles;
IF YOU WANT TO write arrangements; collaboratively create programs; perform to a high standard with
a tight group of dedicated musicians; tell jokes and enjoy yourself; forge a new link in a musical chain
stretching back to the dim reaches of the 1980s;
CALL BRENT and arrange an audition. He and a thousand telephone operators are standing by.

*Rehearsal Night: Monday
*Neighborhood: Greenwich Village
*Next concerts:“In Gut We Trust” 12/14,15,16
*Contact: brent@brentfrederickmusic.com
*Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/artmobsingers/
*Instagram: https://www.instagram.com/theartmob79/
*Soundcloud: https://soundcloud.com/theartmob