David Jackson

UNDER AFRICAN SKIES at DOC NYC

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Under_African_Skies
Please join us for a screening of
UNDER AFRICAN SKIES
at DOC NYC

Under_African_Skies

“Unmissable … a cultural lightning bolt that soars on its music and an unshakeable belief in the transcendence of art.” – Rolling Stone
“Brilliant! Required viewing! Not to be missed! … One of the best rock-docs ever made!” – Access Hollywood

Nominated for 3 Emmy® Awards  • Winner, Primetime Emmy® Awards 2012
Outstanding Sound Mixing For Nonfiction Programming

DATE:     Wednesday, November 14th  2012
TIME:      9:15pm
VENUE:  IFC Center
323 6th Avenue at West 3rd Street
New York, NY 10014
Director Joe Berlinger in person for Q&A

 

Under African Skies
Joe Berlinger’s UNDER AFRICAN SKIES begins with Paul Simon’s 2011 emotional journey back to South Africa and the roots of his seminal album Graceland – but it unfolds into a kaleidoscopic portrait of the turbulent birth and ever-shifting life of a work of art.

25 years ago, Simon released Graceland to equal parts acclaim and controversy. The album broke open musical boundaries and brought together diverse cultures, but it split public opinion as Simon was accused of breaking the United Nations’ cultural boycott of South Africa, then a linchpin in the strategy to fight the nation’s intolerable system of apartheid. While the album went on to be widely celebrated for its revolutionary fusion of musical styles, for bringing the extraordinary gifts of under-exposed South African musicians to the fore, and for sparking a brave new musical world of mixes, mash-ups and globe-hopping collaborations to come, the questions Graceland raised in 1986 remain.

Director: Joe Berlinger
Producers: Jon Kamen, Justin Wilkes & Joe Berlinger
Running Time: 101 min

Courtesy of A&E IndieFilms

Remaining Clueless Poem by Joan Pond

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Joan Pond

REMAINING CLUELESS

Nantucket Looms,
as the Chicken Box booms.
This early AM,
Ted Kennedy seems green
about the gills.
Guess he had his fill
of the Club Car.
I know the feeling.
I’d been there before,
with a loser-type.
He’d asked if I believed in reincarnation,
after I’d had a few.

Sober,
I wouldn’t have
a clue.
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Waiting in Vain Poem by K.R. Copeland

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K.R. Copeland

1) A Wait in Vain

There you stood, naked babe in the wood,
a crown of ferns around your nest-like head.
Your arms outstretched, with palms up-turned toward sky.
A smile at play upon your patient face, anticipating birds of paradise
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which never came, of course, still there you stood
for hours, days and weeks, night after night,
awaiting signs of some enlightened life,
a wait in vain, none came but squirrels and mice.

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