The Wikipedia article on Jefferson Airplane is good, better than the Airplane's own website. From either of those sites and numerous others, you can find out that Rabbi Marshak leaves out two members of the group when he names Grace Slick, Paul Kanter, Marty Balin, and Jorma "...Somebody" (Danny whispers "Kaukonen"). That's the Airplane minus its rhythm section: Spencer Dryden on drums and Jack Casady on bass.
For some reason I was not a big enough fan of theirs to buy any of their albums (y'all might need reminding here that I was Danny Gopnick's age in 1967) until I saw a review of Volunteers in Circus magazine in 1970 and bought that album (cassette, that is). However, strangely enough, in the remodeled garage/servant's quarters that my family called the "Guest House" (it's about 600 square feet and has no kitchen--not really a house) there was a Jefferson Airplane poster, not quite a psychedelic one, but it did have a woman's bare breasts on the nose of the falling-apart wooden blimp-like airplane at the center of the poster. This was a drawing/painting, and the way the group's name was written was the only psychedelic thing about the poster. It was hard to tell at first that the words even said "Jefferson Airplane."
The remodeling took place in '65 or '66, and my mother decorated the Guest House partly with moddish posters, including a Beatles poster, a Los Angeles Zoo poster (drawing not photo), and others (from the John Simmons shop in Little Rock). But the Jefferson Airplane poster was the best of the bunch, although I didn't even know what it was and consequently didn't like it until I was in high school. Starting in '67, the Guest House is where played my drums. That's probably also when I started losing some of my high frequency hearing, since the Guest House was basically one big room with wood paneled walls and a brick floor, with maybe a small rug or two. Quite reverberant, acoustically speaking, which mainly made the snare drum and cymbals louder. Oop!
Some online reviews/etc of A Serious Man that I like are the Slate review by Dana Stevens, Some Thoughts from The American Scene, and Filmwell "Questions for Further Study".
For some reason I was not a big enough fan of theirs to buy any of their albums (y'all might need reminding here that I was Danny Gopnick's age in 1967) until I saw a review of Volunteers in Circus magazine in 1970 and bought that album (cassette, that is). However, strangely enough, in the remodeled garage/servant's quarters that my family called the "Guest House" (it's about 600 square feet and has no kitchen--not really a house) there was a Jefferson Airplane poster, not quite a psychedelic one, but it did have a woman's bare breasts on the nose of the falling-apart wooden blimp-like airplane at the center of the poster. This was a drawing/painting, and the way the group's name was written was the only psychedelic thing about the poster. It was hard to tell at first that the words even said "Jefferson Airplane."
The remodeling took place in '65 or '66, and my mother decorated the Guest House partly with moddish posters, including a Beatles poster, a Los Angeles Zoo poster (drawing not photo), and others (from the John Simmons shop in Little Rock). But the Jefferson Airplane poster was the best of the bunch, although I didn't even know what it was and consequently didn't like it until I was in high school. Starting in '67, the Guest House is where played my drums. That's probably also when I started losing some of my high frequency hearing, since the Guest House was basically one big room with wood paneled walls and a brick floor, with maybe a small rug or two. Quite reverberant, acoustically speaking, which mainly made the snare drum and cymbals louder. Oop!
Some online reviews/etc of A Serious Man that I like are the Slate review by Dana Stevens, Some Thoughts from The American Scene, and Filmwell "Questions for Further Study".
