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Monday, June 27, 2016

APACHES!

APACHES!


Title page of Le Petit Journal (20 October 1907):
The Apache is the sore of Paris.
More than 30,000 prowlers against 8,000 city policemen."

No, I’m not referring to the Native American tribe; well not exactly, as I shall explain in just a moment. Les Apaches (pronounced a.paj) was what can properly be termed as a Parisian subculture; one which many people are romantically inclined to associate with the late 1800s, the Parisian Belle Époque, but more accurately should be associated more with the early 20th century. Be that as it may, they were thugs, robbers, muggers, pimps, and members of street gangs. Certainly anything but romantic. Indeed, as time went on and their ill repute spread throughout Europe, the term “apache” came to describe any violet street criminal.


How the name came about is somewhat not entirely clear, but it would seem there is a common thread in all the theories; that being, the comparison of the Parisian thugs’ viciousness with descriptions that Parisians had heard or read, concerning the Native American Apache Nation. As evidence, a 1904 edition of the French magazine, Intermediary for Researchers and Curious, gave credit to a writer named Victor Morris for the term based on a statement made in November 1900 by a police inspector describing a particularly horrific crime scene attributed to the criminals: “C’est un veritable truc d’Apaches!” Then there is the tale which was told in the Le Petit Journal in 1910 that a certain gang leader whose street name was “Terreur” (Terror) had heard that the actions of the gangs were compared to the Apaches and was so delighted by the comparison that he named his band of thugs “Apaches of Belleville.”

A group of Parisian Apache.
The photograph was used to advertise Apache fashions 

Les Apaches lived by their own code of honor, such as it was: they slept late, spoke in their own patois or slang called Jare, and even had their own special weapon, a combination of a revolver, brass knuckles and dagger. And for their period and circumstance, they dressed extremely well. All the while a victim was being robbed, he was just as likely to be admiring the criminal’s shoes or clothes. A true Apache would steal, cheat, or even kill to get his hands on a pair of shoes that would enhance his image in the eyes of his colleagues or ladies. Although I have never seen an example of it, I am told that the height of Apache fashion was a pair of freshly shined, pointed yellow boots with gold buttons! Tres gauche! Be that as it may, each Parisian gang dressed in a slightly different fashion, often wearing something such as a red scarf as both a sign of belonging and as a means of identification in other territories — something that was ultimately adopted almost a century later by such American street gangs as the “Bloods” and the “Crips” in Los Angeles, New York, and San Francisco. Certain sartorial elements however were common to all the gangs. They all wore a specific style of trouser, tight at the knees and flared at the bottom, known as a Bénard, and above that, they usually wore vests or jackets along with stripped sailor shirts and a hat of some type, usually a flat cap. And Les Apache, being Parisian, and Paris being the fashion capital of the world, the gangs unwittingly started a fashion trend that spread even as far as the west coast of the United States.



An advertisement for Apache fashions from
a company in Los Angeles.

The biggest targets of the gangsters, those who feared them the most, were the newly emerging Parisian middle class. And well they should have, as walking home in the evening from work, or later from some café or dance hall made them easy prey. Why, Les Apaches even had a documented set of established tricks to be used in mugging and for combat. The most infamous of these was the coup du pére Francois (the coup of Father Francois — only God knows why) in which a victim was stalked by several thugs before being garroted from the rear, with one brute assigned the task of searching through the victim’s pockets while others served as lookouts after the murder. They did not like to leave witnesses.

Certain aspects of Les Apaches found their way into French and then European “pop” culture of the time, from the “traditional” Apache horizontally striped shirt to a violent dance. Classes were even available so that one could learn the Apache argot or patois — the fashionable (among some) “thieves slang.”


Thus we come to Le Dance Apache (Apache for short) or depending on where you lived, the “Bowery Waltz,” the Apache Turn,” the “Apache Dance,” and just the “Tough Dance.” It was a very dramatic dance, typically performed by a couple that grew straight out of the Parisian thug subculture, by all accounts depicting a violent, shall we say “dialogue” between an Apache pimp and his prostitute, which included slapping, punching, and the pimp lifting and throwing the woman to the ground, or carrying her around while she strikes out at him and perhaps faints into unconsciousness (real or feigned). The actual popularity of the dance can be attributed to Maurice Mouvet[1] and Max Dearly,[2] both dancers, who in 1908 visited numerous bars which catered to Les Apaches, formulating the dance from the behaviors they witnessed there, giving it the name “Apache.” Max Dearly premiered the dance later that year in Paris and Mouvet at the Casino Kursaal at Ostend, Belgium. Shortly thereafter, Maurice Mouvet and his partner Leona performed the dance great acclaim at Maxim’s in Paris and Dearly and his partner impressed even bigger crowds in La Revue du Moulin at the Moulin Rouge.
Max Dearly and his parttner.

Maurice Mouvet and his partner.

Eventually the dance found its way into early cinema, most frequently danced to “Valse des Rayons,” also known as “Valse Chaloupée” from Jacques Offenbach’s ballet Le Papillon[3] which has from then on been the music most associated with the dance.”

Les Vampires, 1915.

Alexis and Dorrano in Dance Apache, 1934.

According to famed ballroom dancer Irene Castle (1893 – 1969),[4] the Apache dance was a dance “in which the male dancer tries to demolish the female dancer, as spectacularly as possible…and usually succeeds. Popular until the 1960s, many people felt that the dance tolerated violence against women and it was because of this that the dance “died” in that decade amid its emerging women’s independence. Understandable but not true. In fact, the Apache dance was created by a woman as a statement (perhaps skewed in comparison with the modern mindset regarding women’s rights) of independence and empowerment.
Back in the 19th century, the lives of Parisian women, just like their sisters in the United States, England, and throughout much of the world, were highly restricted. A married/committed woman was considered property, and the man who “owned” her also owned whatever possessions she had. Beyond that, many marriages were arranged, and women were told, that under no circumstances were they to be anything other than passive and submissive; yet, a husband could go out at night and socialize with friends and associates while the wife stayed home…where she belonged. Women had to stay out of the public eye unless accompanied by a man; something which even extended to walking across a ballroom floor.
Now in Paris, women were allowed a brief taste of freedom from these restrictions — but only once a year at Carnival. For only a few days, ending with Mardi Gras, a woman could speak in an unguarded manner and exchange insults, smoke, drink, or even travel without being accompanied by a man. She could even dress like a man! In the 1830s, things changed slightly (I’m not sure why) but the “freedoms” I just mentioned were extended to public dancing ant the dance gardens of Paris, much to the credit of the lorettes and “free women” who ventured there.


And then there was Mistinguette, (also spelled Mistinguett) a woman of actually dared to leave her domestic existence to become a stage entertainer around 1900, as a singer and dancer. One of her earliest partners was Maurice Chavalier, ten years her junior. As noted earlier, Max Dearly and Maurice Mouvet are credited with the invention of the dance, with Mistinguette performing with Max in 1908 at the Le Revue du Moulin. Be that as it may, in her autobiography written many years later, she claims to have invented the dance as early as 1903. Well, maybe and maybe not and I promise to research the matter further and to report back on my findings.









[1] Maurice Mouvet (March 17, 1889 - May 18, 1927) was one half of the most famous and successful dance teams around the early 1910s and lead the way for many performers that would follow, including Florence Walton and Leonora (Leona) Hughes. Mouvet was said to have started his career on the Vaudeville Stage as a page, then later becoming a dance performer, getting a small glint of fame performing early dances such as waltzes, cakewalks and mazurkas. Later, his specialty dance and attraction was the “Argentine Tango” and the infamous Apache Dance which (with Walton) would become one of his most successful ballroom-exhibition acts of his time, which they performed at many rooftop theaters, dansants, nightclubs and ballrooms in the 1910s and 20s. Mouvet is noted for creating many dances and dance steps such as the “Junk Man Rag” (a one-step,) and the “Brazilian Maxixe” in 1913. Mouvet is said to be the innovator of the “American Tango” as it is danced today. Mouvet and Leona introduced his version of the Apache at the Cafe de Paris in France about 1907, which he learned from one of the original “Gunmen of Paris” (Apaches) and even performed it before his majesty King Edward VII by his invitation.
[2] Max Dearly (November 22, 1874 - June 2, 1943), born Lucien Paul Marie-Joseph Rolland, was a French dancer, stage and film actor, producer and director.
[3] Le papillon (The Butterfly) is a “fantastic ballet” in two acts (four scenes) of 1860, with choreography by Marie Taglioni and music by Jacques Offenbach to a libretto by Jules-Henri Vernoy de Saint-Georges. Le papillon was first presented by the Paris Opera Ballet at the Salle Le Peletier on November 26, 1860 after a performance of Lucie de Lammermoor. The principal dancers were Emma Livry (Farfalla/the Butterfly), Louis Mérante (Prince Djalma), Louise Marquet (Fairy Hamza), and Mme. Simon (Diamond Fairy).
The “Valse des rayons” from the second scene of Act 1 was re-used by Offenbach in the third act ballet for Die Rheinnixen (1864) and parts of the score were inserted in the French version of Whittington, Le Chat du diable (1893).
Marius Petipa created an expanded staging in four acts for the Imperial Ballet with Ludwig Minkus adapting Offenbach's score. It was first presented in January 1874 at the Imperial Bolshoi Kamenny Theatre in Saint Petersburg with Ekaterina Vazem (Farfalla/the Butterfly), Lev Ivanov (Prince Djalma), Pavel Gerdt (Patimate), Mathil'da Madaeva (Fairy Hamza), and Lubov Radina (Diamond Fairy). Petipa added a variation to the Grand pas des papillons to a waltz by Luigi Venzano especially for Ekaterina Vazem – this variation became known as the Pas Vazem, and was much celebrated among the balletomanes of Saint Petersburg.
Ronald Hynd prepared a production for Houston Ballet with his own adapted scenario and the score re-orchestrated by John Lanchbery, which premiered on 8 February 1979. It entered the repertoire of the Sadler’s Wells Royal Ballet in Leeds on 7 February 1980. Described as Hynd’s tribute to Emma Livry, the plot was pared down and reset in Persia with many of the transformations and comic situations retained. But, compared to the original 1860 material, the score is largely altered by Lanchberry who integrates his own composition inside the main musical corpus, while changing the numbers order and deleting a lot of the original Offenbach's score.
The original ballet was revived in a reconstruction by Pierre Lacotte at the Rome Opera in 1982.
[4] Vernon and Irene Castle were a husband-and-wife team of ballroom dancers and dance teachers who appeared on Broadway and in silent films early in the early 20th century. They are credited with reviving the popularity of modern dancing. Castle was a stage name: Vernon (2 May 1887 – 15 February 1918) was born William Vernon Blyth in Norwich, Norfolk, England. Irene (17 April 1893 – 25 January 1969) was born Irene Foote in New Rochelle, New York.
The couple reached the peak of their popularity in Irving Berlin's first Broadway show, Watch Your Step (1914), in which they refined and popularized the Foxtrot. They also helped to promote ragtime, jazz rhythms and African-American music for dance. Irene became a fashion icon through her appearances on stage and in early movies, and both Castles were in demand as teachers and writers on dance.
After serving with distinction as a pilot in the British Royal Flying Corps during World War I, Vernon died in a plane crash on a flight training base in Texas in 1918. Irene continued to perform solo in Broadway, vaudeville and motion picture productions over the next decade. She remarried three times, had children and became an animal-rights activist. In 1939, her life with Vernon was dramatized in The Story of Vernon and Irene Castle.

Thursday, June 16, 2016

ABSINTHE MAKES THE HEART GROW FONDER: PART I

ABSINTHE MAKES THE HEART GROW FONDER: PART I


Ernest Hemingway, James Joyce, Charles Baudelaire, Paul Verlaine, Arthur Rimbaud, Henri de Toulouse-Lautrec, Amedeo Modigliani, Pablo Picasso, Vincent van Gogh, Oscar Wilde, Marcel Proust, Aleister Crowley, Erik Satie, Edgar Allan Poe, Lord Byron and Alfred Jarry all drank It has been talked about, written about, sung about, written about, and the subject of paintings and posters.

L'Absinthe, by Edgar Degas (1876)

 Simply put, absinthe is historically described as a distilled, highly alcoholic (90–148 U.S. proof) spirit, anise-flavoured derived from botanicals, including the flowers and leaves of Artemisia absinthium ("grand wormwood"), together with green anise, sweet fennel, and other medicinal and culinary herbs. It traditionally has a natural green colour but may also be colourless. In literature and common usage during the 19th and early 20th centuries, it was referred to as "la fée verte" ("the green fairy"). Although it is sometimes mistakenly referred to as a liqueur, absinthe is not traditionally bottled with added sugar; it is therefore classified as a spirit, traditionally bottled at a high level of alcohol by volume, normally diluted with water prior to being consumed by all but the die-hards imbibers.

Green Muse by Albert Maignan (1895)

Absinthe originated in the canton of Neuchâtel in Switzerland in the late 18th century. It rose to great popularity as an alcoholic drink in late 19th- and early 20th-century France, particularly among Parisian artists and writers. Owing in part to its association with bohemian culture, the consumption of absinthe was opposed by social conservatives and prohibitionists.

By Henri Privat-Livermont (1896)

Absinthe has often been portrayed as a dangerously addictive psychoactive drug and hallucinogen by the righteous and self-righteous. The chemical compound thujone, although present in the spirit in only trace amounts, was blamed for its alleged harmful effects. By 1915, absinthe had been banned in the United States and in much of Europe, including France, the Netherlands, Belgium, Switzerland and Austria-Hungary. Although absinthe was vilified, it has not been demonstrated to be any more dangerous than ordinary spirits. Recent studies have shown that absinthe's psychoactive properties (apart from that of the alcohol) have been exaggerated. A revival of absinthe began in the 1990s, following the adoption of modern European Union food and beverage laws that removed longstanding barriers to its production and sale. By the early 21st century, nearly 200 brands of absinthe were being produced in a dozen countries, most notably in France, Switzerland, Australia, Spain, and the Czech Republic. Not so much in the United States, as I shall explain…

In 2007, the Alcohol and Tobacco Tax and Trade Bureau (TTB) effectively lifted the long-standing absinthe ban, and  has approved many brands for sale in the US market. This was made possible partly through the TTB's clarification of the Food and Drug Administration's  thujone content regulations, which specify that finished food and beverages that contain Artemisia species must be thujone-free; thus, the TTB considers a product thujone-free if the thujone content is less than 10 ppm. The import, distribution, and sale of absinthe is permitted subject to the following restrictions:
The product must be thujone-free as per TTB guidelines,
The word "absinthe" can neither be the brand name nor stand alone on the label, and
The packaging cannot "project images of hallucinogenic, psychotropic, or mind-altering effects."
Absinthe imported in violation of these regulations is subject to seizure at the discretion of U.S. Customs and Border Protection.


More, including the early history and lore of absinthe next time.


Friday, June 10, 2016

THE LORETTES OF MONTMARTRE


THE LORETTES OF MONTMARTRE

Montmartre by Hippolyte Bayard Molinos, c. 1842


By the late 1700s, Montmartre, located just outside the city limits of Paris and separated from the city by the Wall of the Fermiers-Généraux, was in effect a town unto itself, located on and around a high butte, the landscape dotted with small farms, vineyards, windmills, and ramshackled homes, a fact made official in 1790 when the National Constituent Assembly designated it as the Commune of Montmartre with its own town hall, Georges Clemenceau[1] as its mayor, and its own industries: wine making, stone quarries and gypsum mines. Under the Haussmanization[2] (urban renewal) of Paris at the behest of Emperor Napoleon III, the wall was torn down and January 1, 1860, it was annexed to the city along with other communities (faubourgs) surrounding Paris, and became part of the 18th arrondissement of Paris.[3] There was Montmartre extra muros or High Montmartre, high up and on top of the butte, and then there was Montmartre intra muros or “Low Montmartre), as one might expect on the lower slope and at the bottom.
Now, the population at the time, in High Montmartre was what one might consider rather rustic and generally friendly, made up of millers, vine-growers, laborers and men who worked the quarries. Montmartre intra muros however was far different — a tempestuous conglomeration of taverns and cabarets and their proprietors, various and assorted ruffians, and the denizens of dance halls and guinguettes; that is; taverns with gardens where one could dance and drink to their heart’s content (a tradition that extended as far back as 1640). Guinguettes also served as restaurants. The origin of the term comes from guinguet, meaning a nasty sour white light local wine that was served in such establishments in the old days. The 1750 Dictionnaire de la langue français, defined guinguette as a “small cabaret in the suburbs and the surrounds of Paris, where craftsmen drink in the summer and on Sundays and on Festival days”; however, this definition would seem to have been concocted by the local chambre du commerce. Once the wall was down, the journey up the butte to High Montmartre became an easier trek for the Low Montmartrois. The rogues and harlots headed uphill and with that also began the migration of the lorettes.

Terrace of a Cafe on Montmartre (La Guinguette) by Van Gogh (1886)

Luncheon of a Boating Party, Dejeuner de Canotiers by Renoir (1880 - 1881) 

Lorettes” sounds like it could have been a Motown singing group from the late 1950s or 1960s but really what “lorettes” meant, was “kept women;” “respectable mistresses,” who to some occupied a theoretical “middle ground” of prostitution between the grande dame of commercial sex, the courtesan, and the far more “gritty” street prostitute, who occupied Low Montmartre. Actually they came from the Notre-Dame-de-Lorette neighborhood (thus the name); originally a band of noisy, vulgar women whose antics often made the bourgeoisie blush, giving Montmartre what can only be regarded as a thoroughly scandalous reputation, beyond what it had already achieved. Later the lorettes would assume at least some of the trappings of refinement if not the culture itself.
They might have been described as neither wives nor spinsters, and according to them, neither were they prostitutes. Probably the daughters of tradesmen and Artisans in Notre-Dame-de-Lorette, they were most often not more than girls, or at least young women, who had struck out on their own to live among the artists and bohemians of Montmartre and they were not, it seems, totally unwelcome; for, the owners of newly constructed apartments or hotels often let the girls live there free until such time as the rooms could be rented. As things progressed, they were most often elegantly attired and “entertained” their men (frequently upper class bourgeoisie or lower-level aristocrats — business men, professionals or even wealthy students), often in well decorated apartments, or at least accompanied them out, —. In this way, they dwelled on the very edge between respectability and social stigma. In the course of events, they lived with their men, deserted them (or were themselves deserted) — then moved on to the next. And when the great adventure was over, they frequently went back to their families (thus the “migration”) or drifted downward to wretchedness and despair; often ending up in the hospital as victims of venereal diseases, or worse, floating in the Seine.
Van Gogh knew them, Lautrec knew them, Degas knew them, Balzac wrote about them in Grandeurs et miséres des courtisanes, and Gavarni,[4] Guys,[5] and others painted them.

Les  Lorettes, from a series (c. 1841)

Lorettes by Gavarni (no date available)

Two Lorettes at the Theater by Constantine Guys, (no date available)

Loge by Constantin Guys (no date available)




[1] Georges Benjamin Clemenceau (September 28, 1841 – November 24, 1929) was a French statesman who led the nation in the First World War. A leader of the Radical Party, he played a central role in politics during the Third Republic. Clemenceau served as the Prime Minister of France from 1906 to 1909, and again from 1917 to 1920. In favor of a total victory over the German Empire, he militated for the restitution of Alsace-Lorraine to France. He was one of the principal architects of the Treaty of Versailles at the France Peace Conference of 1919. Nicknamed “Père la Victoire” (Father Victory) or “Le Tigre” (The Tiger), he took a harsh position against defeated Germany, though not quite as much as the President Raymond Poincaré, and won agreement on Germany's payment of large sums for reparations.
[2] Haussmann’s renovation of Paris was a vast public works program commissioned by Emperor Napoléon III and directed by his prefect of the Seine, Georges-Eugène Haussmann, between 1853 and 1870. It included the demolition of crowded and unhealthy medieval neighborhoods, the building of wide avenues, parks and squares, the annexation of the suburbs surrounding Paris, and the construction of new sewers, fountains and aqueducts. Haussmann's work met with fierce opposition, and he was finally dismissed by Napoleon III in 1870; but work on his projects continued until 1927. The street plan and distinctive appearance of the center of Paris today is largely the result of Haussmann's renovation.
[3] The city of Paris is divided into twenty arrondissements municipaux, administrative districts, more simply referred to as arrondissements. These are not to be confused with departmental arrondissements, which subdivide the 101 French départements. The word "arrondissement", when applied to Paris, refers almost always to the municipal arrondissements.
[4] Paul Gavarni was the nom de plume of Sulpice Guillaume Chevalier (January 13, 1804, Paris – November 24 1866), a French illustrator, born in Paris.
[5] Constantin Guys, Ernest-Adolphe-Hyacinthe-Constantin, (December 3, 1802 – December 13, 1892) was a Dutch-born Crimean War correspondent, water color painter and illustrator for British and French newspapers.

Friday, June 3, 2016

MONTMARTRE

MONTMARTRE

Way back when I was a small boy, a 5th grader as I recall, my mother decided that it was time for me to be exposed to the arts rather than just the games that boys play; thus music lessons were in order as well as a change of bedroom décor – from model airplanes to famous paintings. In actuality, the model airplanes remained, only suspended in “flight” from the ceiling. There were two walls that she had to “play” with, the other two being occupied by a large picture window and a big, walk-in closet. One day she made a trip down to the Tro Harper bookstore on Powell Street (San Franciscans from my generation might remember that wonderful place) and returned with what she was certain were real treasures (albeit inexpensive). On one wall, she hung large, framed prints by Maurice Utrillo and on the other, framed prints by Vincent Van Gogh. Now these weren’t just the paper prints we commonly see today, but prints mounted on heavy, textured cardboard so as to give texture to the prints, as though they actually were paintings. And for years afterward, until I left at age eighteen, they hung there, and I looked at them, and wondered, and dreamed.
There was Utrillo’s 1938 Montmartre,
  


his 1937 Lapin Agile,
  


his 1934 Sacre-Coeur de Montmartre and Passage Cottin,

 

and lastly his 1914 Street in Paris.

 

To the right of those, on the next wall was my Van Gogh “collection”: Wheat Field and Cypresses (1889),
  


Starry Night (1889),
  


Café Terrace at Night (1888),
  


Irises (1889),
  


and just for good measure, upstairs, over the fireplace was Vase with Fifteen Sunflowers (1888).

  

Irises I wasn’t so excited about. What young boy really is; however, especially in summer, I used to look at Wheat Field and could easily imagine being right there — I could smell the wheat and the cypresses carried on a warm breeze. I used to imagine myself at one of the tables in Café Terrace at Night, on the Place du Forum in Arles, just watching the world go by. And Starry Night I could look at for hours — as though in a dream courtesy of Vincent. I found myself wanting to go to the Lapin Agile of Utrillo’s painting, and wanted to go inside, even though I had no idea what a lapin agile was or what the actual place was. I could imagine people walking past the wine and liquor store in his Montmartre, wondered what the church at the top of the butte in Sacre-Coeur de Montmartre was like inside, and wished I could go into the boulangerie in Street in Paris — I could almost smell the bread baking.
It was at about that same time that I became acquainted with Henri de Toulouse-Lautrec via John Houston’s 1952 production of Moulin Rouge with José Ferrer as Lautrec. What a marvelous movie; one in which Houston went to great lengths to match the appearance of actors and actresses with the characters of Lautrec’s Montmartre posters and paintings, not to mention the incredible detail paid to the interior shots of the cabarets and bars. His characters came alive and I was enthralled by their exoticism.

 

So one might say that in a sense I grew up in Montmartre, at least the Montmartre of the time of Van Gogh, Utrillo, Degas, and so many other artists, as well as the Montmartre of the Chat Noir, the Moulin Galette, and the Moulin Rouge. Montmartre was art, it was music, and was home to so many famous and some notorious folk that stirred the imagination. I went there once. Some visitors to France prefer the Louvre, or Versailles, or the Riviera, but not I. Montmartre was art and life at its grittiest, even then. I could almost hear the ghosts; for it was both wonderful and ghostly all at once. Truth be told, if I were to live in Paris, I would most certainly have to live in Montmartre — no other place would do.
There is a lot more to Montmartre than the average person realizes in terms of its history, art, music, and people. I made the district a sort of hobby and have studied it off and on through the decades, and I hope over the next few weeks to share some of what I have learned about this wonderful, ghostly, sinister and strange place.