Sunday Roast (for want of another title)

Face of a predator?

In the unlikely case that you haven’t heard about Kaitlyn, here is a recap:

Kaitlyn Hunt faces felony charges after the mother of her girlfriend, aged 14, notified police of the relationship as soon as she turned 18.

She has been charged with two counts of lewd and lascivious battery of a child 12 to 16 years of age and has been expelled from Sebastian River High School, in the town of Sebastian, Florida.

If she had chosen to accept the plea deal, she would have been under house arrest for two years, and would have been labelled a sex offender.

The state attorney’s office now says she will face trial on 20 June, and could face up to 15 years in prison, if she were to be found guilty of the offences.

Over at Think Progress, I read a long list of comments on Kaitlyn’s case. Most of them wrote of her as heroic and essentially a political victim. As always there are a few right wing trolls who consider Kaitlyn a pervert along with anyone who suggests she’s being treated unfairly.

I am plagued by mixed feelings. Although her attorney points to one case where a boy got a much lighter charge for essentially the same behavior, lots of young men are also stamped as sexual predators for having a physical relationship with a girl a few years younger than they are. As the attorney says, there would be no media attention at all if Kaitlyn was a boy — true, because it would be too common to be newsworthy. The cases we have heard of lately were very different — primarily gang rape of girls who were incapacitated by drink or drugs.

Does Kaitlyn get a pass because she’s a girl? Because she’s a lesbian? Or could this be a wakeup call that not all statutory rape cases are simple and clear cut. What is an appropriate age difference for teens, or is age an appropriate marker at all?

I’ll cop to it: when I was in my late teens I had sex with several girls under age 18 (although the marker was 16 in those days where I lived). I believe to this day that no coercion was ever involved or that any of those girls were incapable of making the choice to be sexual. But maybe I’m wrong, maybe I’m simply justifying selfish behavior.

I don’t think Kaitlyn should be singled out for praise because she’s a girl, but I support her fighting back at a ridiculous interpretation of the law. But that’s just me. This is, after all, an Open Thread.

UPDATE: From ThinkProgress

Conflicting reports, including an investigation by the Windy City Times (WCT), suggest that Kaitlyn was 18 before her relationship began. State Attorney Bruce Colton also suggested that the offered plea deal would have spared her from registering as a sex offender, a detail which does not correspond with previous reporting on the story from various outlets.

Music Night, May 24, 2013

Continuing our theme, tonight’s video is a hat trick. Not one female singer belting it out, but three! If you do not know who Lou Ann Barton, Angela Strehli and Marcia Ball are, it’s time to find out. And the fourth woman is Sarah Brown.

Proving that not everything coming out of Texas is bad.

Music Night, May 10, 2013

Continuing my theme: Lydia Pense

In the summer of 1969, my friends and I traveled to Stockton for a day-long concert at the university stadium, for music and to hand out copies of our brand new underground newspaper. As it turned out, the organizers had failed to do any promotion at all; a few hundred of us sat around on the grass while a stream of outstanding bands played: Sons of Champlin, Santana and Cold Blood among them. No one had any idea who these people were prior to the show and I vividly remember how every one of us instantly and spontaneously leaped to our feet after the first few bars from the percussion of Santana. And I vividly remember the tiny woman in the red dress, who had earlier powered through her own set and now danced furiously backstage to this incredible band.

That was Lydia Pense and her band was Cold Blood. She’s still performing and still belting it out.

Oh, and I got to hand a copy of our paper to Carlos Santana. I was that close!

Music Night, April 26, 2013

I seem to have a theme going lately: women singers who can belt it out. This time it’s Maggie Bell, a blues singer in the style of Lydia Pense and Janis Joplin. In the early 70s she fronted the bad luck band, Stone the Crows, doing one of the band’s standards.

Bonus video is Maggie and Stone the Crows from 1971.

 

April 12, 2013 Music Night

I just watched a fantastic documentary, Standing in the Shadows of Motown, chronicling the incredible musicians whose skills and innovation drove the incredible sounds of Motown’s hits — and never received any recognition beyond paychecks. Their stories are fascinating and, d’oh, the film is loaded with great music (including a couple of performances by the extraordinary Bootsy Collins), much of it from a reunion concert with the surviving Funk Brothers. Rent it, buy it, just be sure to see it.

And, along the way, the film introduced me to a fantastic singer named Joan Osborne. From the film, this video features the Funk Brothers backing Osborne in a killer version of Heat Wave. (And, yes, I gots a huge crush.)

 

Music Night, the Ides of March

Not everything that came out of the late 60s was great — or even good — although it pains me to admit it. Blue Cheer, for instance, had two things going for them: really long hair and a huge stack of Marshall amps so they were reallllly loud. I could do some research to learn “where are they now?” but I’m afraid they’ll be doing a reunion tour stop at The Alladin here in town. As to this video, at least it’s got a bit of Dick Clark.

Music Night, December 21, 2012 (Not R.E.M.)

Eschewing the obvious song, although I’m sure someone else will post it.And when I did settle on Cat Stevens, there was another obvious choice but I elected to begin on a cheerful note. Someday, somewhere, maybe I’ll be able to see Yusuf in concert although it may need to be in the UK.

Have a great Solstice!

Music Night, December 7, 2012

The passing of the great Dave Brubeck this week made him an obvious choice for Music Night. Rather than post his best-known piece, however, I’ve opted for a personal favorite from 1966. That’s the same year I saw the Quartet in concert, being dragged along by a friend and totally clueless about jazz. I know I didn’t appreciate at the time what an opportunity I had.

Music Night. November 9, 2012

When I put together a last-minute Music Night post, you get what’s stuck in my head. Fortunately for all of you, my head has great taste. So tonight you get one of the most versatile and influential singer/songwriter/producers in the business: Nick Lowe.

And you don’t get his biggest hit, as much fun as that might be, you get the one jammed between my ears. And, as it turns out, this video is a two-fer that includes a goofy music video from the past.

September 28, 2012 Music Night!

If for some reason you’re unfamiliar with The Walkabouts, it may be time to catch up. I find Carla Torgerson’s voice hypnotic. They were originally a Sub Pop band out of Seattle, but their real fan base has been in Europe for a long time. (And it turns out that the two founders went to my alma mater). Cool video, too.

Music Night, August 17, 2012

In the summer of 1970 I was in Rotterdam for a pop festival featuring a good number of excellent acts (this was the festival where I fell asleep just as Pink Floyd started their set) including an American band called The Flock. I ended up with their two (?) LPs, neither of which captured the performance I saw. The band supported a violinist and I still vividly remember him at the front of the stage, hair blowing in the wind as his violin screamed out some of the most incredible sounds I’d ever heard.

Fast forward a year or so when a friend of mine had the late night FM show on a radio station where no one gave a damn what was played during those hours. He had a enormous blues collection but when I asked about the violinist, Jerry Goodman, he whipped out something called The Inner Mounting Flame and proceeded to play the entire thing over the air — quite possibly the first or only time that was ever done, at least in central California. The phone lines lit up and not in a good way; he was amazed that he had that many listeners.

Fast forward another year or two and we find me and some friends sitting down in the balcony of Portland’s Paramount Theater to catch Mahavishnu Orchestra live. A single microphone hung down above the stage and as a stagehand passed by and coughed the sound was much like a passing freight train. Hmm, this is going to be loud. (Did I mention we were all completely baked?) This was the only concert I’ve ever attended in which the music pressed me back into my seat like a big warm hand. And that’s the problem with this video: there is no way you can crank your PC’s volume up to that level. But you could try. Just don’t blame me when you lose your hearing.