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    Cerebrum Manhattan 1968

    A place where Jimi would hang out . . .

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    Welcome to Cerebrum. Do you have a reservation?
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    December 4, 2009
    31 Commentson Welcome to Cerebrum. Do you have a reservation?



    FRIDAY NIGHT FEVER To get you in the mood for the weekend, on occasional Fridays we’ll be featuring an old New York nightlife haunt, from the dance halls of 19th Century Bowery, to the massive warehouse clubs of the mid-1990s. Past entries can be found here.

    LOCATION Cerebrum
    Broome and Crosby streets, Manhattan

    The 1960s were a decade of experimentation, and not just for people. As rock and roll tripped out, so did the places you went to hear it. No longer were clubs merely about alcohol and frivolity, music and fashion. A nightclub could create ‘happenings’, self-conscious environments of pleasure; recreational drugs helped.

    The most glamorous example of this sort of public venue in downtown Manhattan was probably the Electric Circus, psychedelic haunt of the Velvet Underground and Andy Warhol, mixing light shows and performance art onto a dance floor of fashionable mods. But even the swirling, mohair environments of the Factory’s favorite club paled in comparison the experiments going on at Cerebrum.

    I have to say, part of my fascination with Cerebrum was the hard time I had in researching this article. The place was open less than a year (winter 1968 to summer 1969), and its participants were on the true art fringe. Its most famous patron was most likely Jimi Hendrix — who stole the club’s designer John Storyk to create his fabulous Electric Lady Studios — but I found virtually no mentions of this in biographies. In fact, it took me a few articles to even clarify that the place even existed, that it wasn’t a mass acid hallucination conjured up by a frothing artist in a Nehru jacket.

    Cerebrum, which opened in November 1968, was not a mere club but, as New York Magazine calls it in March 1969, a “place implicitly geared to voyeuristic impulses.”

    Located at 429 Broome Street at Crosby Street in SoHo, Cerebrum was the brainchild (ahem) of a group of underground theater artists who decided to turn their highly groovy loft parties into regular events, combining theatrical flair with the frippery of psychedelic drug culture.

    Chief among the creators was Ruffin Cooper Jr., son of a Texan banker would later achieve some renown as a abstract photographer in San Francsico. To the surprise of no one, his other collaborators, all fabulously creative, would soon be connected to the Ridiculous Theatrical Company, still in its early days of absurdist productions: Richard Currie the lighting designer, Bobjack Callejo its set designer.

    Imagine the city at night with the radio on. You’re listening to WNEW-FW and the sweet sounds of Allison “Nightbird” Steele, when suddenly you hear an unusual commercial describing a strange experimental nightclub, an “electric studio of participation.” A “super, electric, turned on, far-out fantasy land. Two 3 hour sessions nightly. 8 to 11 and 11:30 to 2:30 am. Reservations are necessary. Call 966-4031. But above all get to CEREBRUM.”

    Behind the unmarked door on Broome Street, the collective pushed the boundaries for the bizarre.

    Arriving at the darkened street — SoHo’s warehouses have yet to meet haute couture in 1968 — you press a small lighted doorbell and enter an entirely dark room. A voice asks, “Welcome to Cerebrum. Do you have a reservation?” You are, after all, in a 60s speakeasy. After passing muster, you’re lead into an orientation room, take off your shoes and pay your admission (anywhere from $1 to a pricey $7, depending on the night.)

    Ghostly figures inhabit Cerebrum, lost in trances*


    At Cerebrum, you let everything go. Your clothes even. Once inside, you were asked by a kind young fellow dressed in silver to get completely naked. He then handed you your ensemble for the evening — a flowing, diaphranous robe, hooded and silky, faux futuristic.

    Once garbed, you are led inside via a ramp to a gigantic white room, trippy projections on the wall, distortions of a wide variety of music buzz around you, a thin, scented fog sitting in the air. There’s no liquor, only water and marshmallows, served by the so-called ‘Cerebrum guides’, who led visitors through this strange psychedelic spa. No gabby conversations at a crowded bar, only people sitting and staring.

    The club was divided into elevated platforms which you could visit to experience the unique stimulants taking place there — headphones with groovy music, musical instruments, balloons, kaleidoscopes, children’s toys — reclining on white pillows on lush white carpeting. Sometimes the ‘guides’ came along and smeared menthol on yoru lips or tingly lotions upon your skin.

    Clearly, it wasn’t those marshmallows enhancing your experience here. Cerebrum clientele were a stoned, listless lot, lost in the vague, spectral imagery and sounds. In Currie’s own words, from a biography on the Ridiculous Theatre Company, “Several people said that it always looked like it was going to become an orgy at any moment.”

    Time Magazine called it “a theater without a stage show, a cabaret without food or liquor, a party without an occasion”; the fact that Time was there at all meant it was on the cultural radar, at least with drug-friendly, downtown fashionistas. But its novelty drew only the bravest of trendy crowds.

    Cooper explains it this way to Time: “We are trying to overturn every entertainment convention—the ‘sit here,’ the ‘look that way,’ the ‘dance over here’.”

    Enter the parachute. You like the parachute.*


    Eventually they break out the parachute, with patrons grabbing each side and watching as the white billowy fabrics flaps back and forth in the air. Like what you did in elementary school, except with lots of stoned adults.

    Cerebrum stretched the boundaries of interactive theater within the environment of an incredibly chill-out party. And like any good off-off-Broadway production, it closed a lot sooner than it should.

    It shuttered early summer of the very next year. The reason was rumored to be mob related. Keep in mind this was the summer of riots outside the mob-run Stonewall bar. But most likely a concept of this type is probably not meant to last. With the 70s on the horizon — with CBGB’s, the Mudd Club, and Studio 54 at the door — a club like Cerebrum seems positively quaint.

    FUN FACT: Less than 40 years later, Heath Ledger would die a couple doors down, at 421 Broome Street. Ledger was 28 years old when he died, Cerebrum habitue Hendrix was 27.

    You can read here a short recollection by Bart Friedman here, and there’s a nice academic description of the experience here.

    *Photos above are by Ferdinand Boesch and are from here. I’m sorry they’re so blurry, but I copied them from a paper and I just had to have pictures of this place to accompany the article.

    But the greatest treat is that there’s actual video evidence that this place actually existed, narrated by Ruffin Cooper himself. This video takes awhile to load, but it’s worth it:



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    31 replies on “Welcome to Cerebrum. Do you have a reservation?”
    Harrysays:
    December 4, 2009 at 6:37 pm
    Great Post! Kind of hard to picture the same Jimi Hendrix from the Monterey Pop Fest. at Cerebrum. The Clubbers in the video playing with that large grey Baloon/Ball remind me more of the Orb scene in Woody Allen’s Sleeper.Do you think this was the same crowd that would frequent Plato’s Retreat on a Friday night a decade later?

    BTW I’ve been following and enjoying your stuff on Networked Blogs and also write about NY History @ http://apps.facebook.com/blognetwork...amily_archive/

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    Signed D.C.says:
    December 4, 2009 at 9:18 pm
    Wow! Impressive research there. A while back someone asked me if I knew anything about a club where the patrons had to change into white robes and I didn’t know what to tell them…dis must be de place!!! Those orbs remind me more of Rover in “The Prisoner.” Cerebrum might’ve been a little too arty-farty for my taste had I been alive back then, but I’m still digging the concept.

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    JaneDoesays:
    December 7, 2009 at 1:05 am
    I really doubt that this place was “mob related”. Since there was no alcohol or cigarette machines, the mob wouldn’t have been interested in making money off the admission of a couple of bucks from a few dozen people.

    The mob was involved in more traditional discos at the time.

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    david.randolphsays:
    March 1, 2010 at 9:57 pm
    Hi

    The idea for Cerebrum came out of my loft at 18 Wooster Street, above the theatre where Dionysius in 69 played where I did light and sound shows. We had come back from a musical event in Omaha..’Ruffin Cooper’s New World Sound Machine’ (Ruffin Cooper, Bob Jack Callejo, John Brown, Jeff Rudnick and myself) and we thought we should take it public. We had shops on 6th Avenue by O’Henry’s Steak house and on Canal street which financed it. The mob did try to heavy hand us but didn’t get in as a friend of ours was a don. They even went so far as to seed some of the robes one night with fleas….
    It’s refreshing to hear that it gave enjoyment to
    some people.

    David Randolph
    London England

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    alex csays:
    July 13, 2012 at 7:13 pm
    Hello David,

    I work for a record company dedicated to reissue obscure psychedelic and progressive music from the 60s-70s. If you got unreleased music from Ruffin Cooper’s New World Sound Machine or anything releated to the Cerebrum club, please get in touch

    All the best
    Alex

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    Sloanesays:
    April 30, 2010 at 4:24 am
    Mr. Randolph,
    I am doing a research paper and stumbled across your comment on this article. The sources on Cerebrum are very interesting yet do not fully describe some of the topics I am hoping to address.

    Would it be possible to ask you a few questions about Cerebrum? If so, could you please email me at set1@rice.edu? It would be incredibly helpful if this were possible.

    Thank you very much,
    Sloane

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    katysays:
    September 16, 2010 at 7:09 pm
    I worked as a hostess at Cerebrum back then with my then boyfriend Sky Blue. I was a student at NYU at the time and one of my professors came in one evening.
    I think I got an A after that. Could it have been the
    see through robes?
    Katy K, Nashville TN

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    moondogsays:
    January 27, 2012 at 4:22 am
    Hi Katy, Yes, it coulda been the robes or as I like to think of them, ‘diaphanous gowns’. Such a trip, discovering this site. I’ve been talking about Cerebrum for years and sometimes I wonder if it really happened. I was one of the ‘3 superguys and 3 supergirls” who answered Ruffin’s ad for same in the Times or was it the Voice? Do you remember his silver space suit? So many memories of that place. If you can’t place me by name, I stayed with Alan of Lafayette St. and cooked those Friday night spaghetti dinners up there. Speaking of diaphanous, do you remember Gerri?, John Storyk’s wife – – -OMG. Any word on Sky Blue? That’s it for now, from Philadelphia. . .Hank Brann

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    Dianasays:
    November 8, 2015 at 10:02 pm
    Yes, I remember stoyk’s wife then.

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    moondogsays:
    January 27, 2012 at 4:49 am
    Katy, Moondog is hank(now henry)brann

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    Janiisays:
    September 16, 2013 at 5:17 pm
    Hi I went to work at Cerebrum shortly after it opened for a couple of months or more…My friend Alan Sperl was inventing some interesting psychedelic art toys fro the club…I stayed with him and John Brown on Prince St. I believe it was…later I also stayed at Ruffin Cooper’s basement apartment on West End Ave….My interview consisted of tripping with the founding fathers of Cerebrum a couple of days after arriving at Alan and John’s place…it was a blast…a very fond memory indeed….Hi John, Richard, Bob…and to Ruffin in the celestial sphere….and to all the lovely interesting people I met and worked with during that short part of my fun filled life…Love and Hugs…Janii

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    Richard Curriesays:
    October 24, 2010 at 2:17 am
    As member of Ruffin Associates I designed the lighting for Cerebrum. It was pre computers so it took 22 of us to light, project and guide the experience. Many happy memories. We closed in June of ’69 mostly because we couldn’t afford air conditioning.
    Richard Currie

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    moondogsays:
    January 27, 2012 at 4:53 am
    We only spent $8,000.00 of JB’s money to build the place. Yes, many happy memories. signed Hank Brann

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    Anonymoussays:
    September 4, 2011 at 4:42 am
    Great to read this post. I was on Broome Street today looking for a knitting store. Memories of Cerebrum came to mind and it was great to see that it is on the internet. I remember getting into the white sheets and playing with a child’s toy. It was a lighted thing with colored pegs that you placed into holes to make a design. I held it up to my face and thought I heard someone comment on that, watching me. I was 20. I don’t remember an orgy, perhaps I went on an off night. Now, I knit, drink herbal tea and have cats. Everything changes.

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    Robin Palleysays:
    January 27, 2012 at 3:44 am
    I’ve been listening to Henry Brann’s stories of Cerebrum for years..finally turned to Google to learn more. Great to find this….

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    Robin Palleysays:
    January 27, 2012 at 3:44 am
    For years, I’ve been hearing Henry Brann tell stories about Cerebrum. Great to find this post!

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    Anonymoussays:
    May 4, 2013 at 6:53 am
    I attended Cerebrum once. I was from NJ and poor, had to save up for the experience (gas, tolls, admission, etc), so glad I did. A wonderful evening. At one point I was walked up to the front where other attendees were encouraged to start wrapping me in aluminum foil from my ankles to the top of my head, being careful around my nose so I could easily breathe. When the wrapping was completed I couldn’t budge and had to be supported from falling over! Then someone shouted “free Bob”! What felt like hundreds of hands started ripping piece after piece of the foil off of me, until indeed I was “free”. A fun, collective experience!

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    Dianasays:
    November 8, 2015 at 10:04 pm
    That’s great!

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    Janiisays:
    September 16, 2013 at 5:19 pm
    Hi I went to work at Cerebrum shortly after it opened for a couple of months or more…My friend Alan Sperl was inventing some interesting psychedelic art toys fro the club…I stayed with him and John Brown on Prince St. I believe it was…later I also stayed at Ruffin Cooper’s basement apartment on West End Ave….My interview consisted of tripping with the founding fathers of Cerebrum a couple of days after arriving at Alan and John’s place…it was a blast…a very fond memory indeed….Hi John, Richard, Bob…and to Ruffin in the celestial sphere….and to all the lovely interesting people I met and worked with during that short part of my fun filled life…Love and Hugs…Janii

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    FEMIVsays:
    April 1, 2014 at 4:59 pm
    I Went to Princeton with John Storyk. He graduated before me and moved to the Village with his new bride, Geraldine. They called me up and asked if I would like to spend a couple weekends with them working on this nightclub project they were doing. I did and was there for the opening. It was unforgettable to say the least!

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    Anonymoussays:
    August 11, 2014 at 5:35 am
    I was involved in Cerebrum but am probably not remembered much even though I essentially ran the place in the partners names for most of the five months after the opening month’s excitement. But I sorta lived there. Well, not sorta… I camped out in the basement for about four months when I had a falling out with my roommate.

    There are a lot of fuzzy memories in this thread. Fleas in the robes? I spent almost every day of seven months with the “partners” (Ruffin, Bob-Jack, John) and never heard that one. We didn’t send the robes out, we walked them over to a laundromat in a duffel bag and washed and dried them every morning, ourselves. Da Boyz would’ve never had access to them. Nice urban legend in the making, though.

    Ruffin wasn’t living in a “basement apartment” on West End, but a very nice “street level” apartment. I know, I tried to take over the lease when he was taking off to hang with Wavy Gravy for a while (if you ever see a virtually unknown film called The Great Medicine Ball Caravan, Ruffin’s in a scene when the “caravan” hit Taos, I think it was).

    A lot of the “confusion” on some of these points stems from the fallibility of human memory. We all remember things through different filters and constant repetition (and it is constant – for those of us who were involved) makes that coffee shop discussion version more real in our memories. But a lot of the differing impressions are because of the way the place came into being and then existed. There was a strong coterie of creative/artistic types in the beginning, but once the place got going the day to day operations were left to the lowly paid “volunteers”. One or another of the partners would generally show up of an evening, we’d spend ten minutes bitching about how little we took in that night (or occasionally oohing over the rare decent night), and we’d go up to one of the booths and play with the equipment for a while. The “mixer” was whomever felt like doing it that night, but John G. Brown got dibs any time he was present. The visuals were also John’s doing for a large part. But “in the beginning” they were hand painted/masked slides, all coordinated and themed and scripted. By the third month it was people playing with the klieg lights on the master board and an occasional attempt at coordinating things into an “environment”. (Remember the plug line, anyone…. “Environmental Participatory Entertainment”. We were full of ourselves, weren’t we?) For most of the place’s existence it was mood lighting coordinated to go with the music and the music was anything that that night’s “mixer” wanted to put on.

    Can anyone confirm that Ruffin Alcorn Cooper who passed away in California in ’92 was “our” Ruffin?

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    Kathy Wildsays:
    November 6, 2016 at 12:18 am
    Yes, he was. Alcorn was a family name. I knew his parents, Ruffin Sr. and Edwynne , and his brother Ned very well. Ned and I were romantically involved. Ned was applying for OCS and had an interview with the commander of the naval base where he was stationed and had to tell the commander what his brother did.. In a very comic letter he wrote to me at the time , he explained that his brother had a “restaurant.” Ned died in the Vietnam War. But, he was proud of his brother. Saw Tommy Tune in a wonderful performance here in Houston tonight; Edwynne told me that Tune and Ruffin Jr. were roommates in New York when they left Texas for “the Big Apple” to seek their fortunes.

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    LARRY VIGUSsays:
    September 19, 2014 at 7:52 pm
    We were an “Environmental Studio of Participation.” That was a label created to allow people to move along with the music because we couldn’t get a “dance club” license.

    I think I was there everyday from opening until closing. I was called the “Head Guide” because I guided heads. People might remember me as “Larry with the beard” but they will definitely remember me as one half of “Larry & L.J.” She was the beautiful blonde at the door most nights.
    In addition to Hendrix we were visited by Ravi Shankar; most of the cast of Hair and Tom Paine, members of Janis’ band and several others from the bands who played the Fillmore East. A famous and well connected young scion used to visit weekly and smoke opium while the fog filled the room. Joel Grey complimented me on my dancing and asked me who I studied with.
    (Anybody remember our weekly salary amount; or the closing bonus before we all went off to Woodstock or elsewhere? How about the company dinners in Chinatown?)
    It’so exciting to see folks here… Katy and Hank and Bart (whom I’ve corresponded with over the past few years. I think about Sky Blue often… and “Zitch” and lots of other and some of the places I stayed on Sullivan street. Betty Resch and I are facebook friends. Ruffin’s apartment was exceedingly glamorous compared to the low end places most of the rest of us lived… and I spent some time there before his famous roommate walked in on us and showed us the door. I also stayed with John Brown for awhile the next year and house sat for Bob-Jack in the late fall.
    Yes, Ruffin Cooper Jr. was the well know photographer who passed away in 1992.

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    Dianasays:
    November 8, 2015 at 10:11 pm
    I was there only once soon after it opened and just wrote about it in my Woodstock memoir I am working on. Storyk invited my boyfriend and me shortly after Cerebrum opened. I broke a toe dancing there, but kept on dancing. I voted for Dick Gregory for President later that week. Hobbled to the Polls.

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    Irasays:
    November 27, 2015 at 11:12 pm
    I worked at Cerebrum, along with my friend Al, for a couple of months. Among our duties were to vacuum the place the morning after. I recall one morning when a customer from the night before came in, wondering if we had perchance found a baggie with some pills in it. We opened up the vacuum and there it was, about twenty-five hits of acid.

    Ah, the memories. 🙂

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    Joe Kenneysays:
    February 10, 2016 at 9:10 am
    FYI everyone, there’s actually more color footage shot inside the Cerebrum. I discovered this a few years ago. It’s in an obscure Italian crime movie with the US title “Syndicate – A Death In The Family,” filmed in 1969 but released in 1970. The first half of the film takes place in New York and the characters go to a club, which is none other than the Cerebrum. There’s a fake police raid which occurs there. You can see the patrons in their robes and everything.

    The movie doesn’t appear to be online, but the trailer is on Youtube. You can see some of the Cerebrum footage starting at 43 seconds in:

    https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=qyfDaQln0YY

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    Jeremysays:
    July 4, 2016 at 12:10 pm
    Alvin Toffler wrote about Cerebrum in his famed “Future Shock” in a section on “Simulated Environments”. I learned from the passage below, from 1970, that “environmental entrepreneur” once had a very different meaning than it does today.

    “In a deceptively shabby storefront on a Lower Manhattan street lined with factories and warehouses, I visited Cerebrum, an ‘electronic studio of participation’ where, for an hourly fee, guests are admitted into a startling white, high-ceilinged room. There they strip off their clothing, don semi-transparent robes, and sprawl comfortably on richly padded white platforms’ Attractive male and female ‘guides’, similarly nude under their veils, offer each guest a stereophonic headset, a see-through mask, and, from time to time, balloons, kaleidoscopes, tambourines, plastic pillows, mirrors, pieces of crystal, marshmallows, slides and slide projectors. Folk and rock music, interspersed with snatches of television commercials, street noises and a lecture by or about Marshall McLuhan fill the ears. As the music grows more excited, guests and guides begin to dance on the platforms and the carpeted white walkways that connect them. Bubbles drift down from machines in the ceiling. Hostesses float through spraying a variety of fragrances into the air. Lights changes color and random images wrap themselves around the walls, guests and guides. The mood shifts from cool at first to warm, friendly, and mildly erotic.

    “Still primitive both artistically and technologically, Cerebrum is a pale forerunner of the ‘$25,000,000 super Environmental Entertainment Complex’, its builders enthusiastically talk of creating some day. Whatever their artistic merit, experiments such as these point to a far more sophisticated enclave-building in the future. Today’s young artists and environmental entrepreneurs are performing research and development for the psych-corps of tomorrow.”

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    La Cunasays:
    July 30, 2016 at 9:33 pm
    Does anyone remember something called “Cafe Ali Rosa”?

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    guy campbellsays:
    September 8, 2016 at 8:37 pm
    In 1968 I was living in a place called the Grosnver Club (in upper Manhattan) Henry Brann was one of my neighbors, one day he asked if I would come downtown and help out with a “project” called Cerebrum. I ended-up working months creating a system of projectors and a control panel that could project images on all four walls of the space. I was hardly out of my teens at the time, and when I was finished, I had a brief discussion with Ruffin (10years my senior). It went something like this: I felt I should never have to be anywhere or do anything that felt like a “job”. He listened empatheticly but said I grow out of my impetuous, youthful attitudes. I met him on the street a few years later after I had time to ponder his words, I wished I had been more mature and had appreciated Ruffin’s amazing wisdom and creativity. I was fortunate to see him again in the late 80s when we both lived in SF area, at that time he was an amazing photographer, he was one of my most amazing role models, I feel privileged to have known and worked with him.

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    guy campbellsays:
    September 9, 2016 at 8:37 am
    In 1968 I was living in a place called the Grosnver Club (in upper Manhattan) Henry Brann was one of my neighbors, one day he asked if I would come downtown and help out with a “project” called Cerebrum. I ended-up working months creating a system of projectors and a control panel that could project images on all four walls of the space. I was hardly out of my teens at the time, and when I was finished, I had a brief discussion with Ruffin (10years my senior). It went something like this: I felt I should never have to be anywhere or do anything that felt like a “job”. He listened empatheticly but said I grow out of my impetuous, youthful attitudes and be able to defer my need for immediate gratification in order to fulfill my greater creative goals. (HaHa), I thought at the time. I met him on the street a few years later after I had time to ponder his words, I wished I had been more mature and had appreciated Ruffin’s wisdom and creativity. I was fortunate to see him again in the late 80s when we both lived in SF area, at that time he was an independent architectural photographer, he was one of my most cherished role models, I feel privileged to have known and worked with him. I’m still trying to live up to his advice.

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    Perisays:
    July 23, 2020 at 11:43 pm
    Hi Guy
    I remember our trip in your Hearse… Howie and I lived across the street from Cerebrum and Hank took us all there when it opened. I even have photos of you and Alan on that trip. I remember Katy and Sky Blue too…..

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    Re: Cerebrum Manhattan 1968

    If you're into vintage airchecks search for Allison "Night Bird" Steele (she was a late night underground DJ in New York and is said to be the inspiration for "Night Bird Flying"). Only a couple of her NYC airchecks survive but they are exceptionally hip and include a couple different very groovy advertisments for Cerebrum.

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    Re: Cerebrum Manhattan 1968

    Quote Originally Posted by Roland Stone View Post
    If you're into vintage airchecks search for Allison "Night Bird" Steele (she was a late night underground DJ in New York and is said to be the inspiration for "Night Bird Flying"). Only a couple of her NYC airchecks survive but they are exceptionally hip and include a couple different very groovy advertisments for Cerebrum.
    Amazing Roland! thanks

    There is this one but I couldn't find anything prior to 1970's or on Cerebrum:

    https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=6LUqqueEy-4


    and of course this one:

    https://jamesmulraine.com/2018/09/09...ele-1937-1995/

    This drawing by Jimi Hendrix is coming up at Omega Auctions, Newton Le Willows, Merseyside in their Music Memorabilia sale, this Tuesday September 11th.

    Hendrix Steele sketch

    It’s drawn in black biro on a yellow legal notebook, with some lines at the top – Hello night bird – How was your day? – Did you visit the gods in the vally’s far away? What did you bring me in your visit from the seas.

    Below is a psychedelic sketch of a winged female head, circled by the words MAKE LOVE TO ME, the word love ringed with bells, and a huge python-like penis snaking out at the viewer between a shagging couple and flowers with rampant stamens.

    The lines ‘Hello night bird…’ don’t figure in any of Hendrix’s known songs, and Omega suggest that they are working lyrics. The drawing was at Sotheby’s three years ago (Rock and Pop sale September 29th 2015 lot 78 £8,000 – 12,000 bought in) – when the auctioneers noted that Hendrix’s song Night Bird Flying was recorded at Hendrix’s Electric Lady Studios in New York in August 1970, only weeks before his death in London on September 18th.

    The lyrics of Night Bird Flying are different, but the mood is the same as the drawing.

    She’s just a nigh bird flyin’ throught the night
    Fly on
    She’s just a night bird making a midnight, midnight flight
    Sail on, sail on
    Well, she’s flyin’ down to me
    But, ’til tomorrow got to set her free
    Set her free

    So all we got, baby, is one precious night
    All we got is one precious night
    Throw your blues and shoes and things
    And lay it down under the bed
    Just wrap me up in your beautiful wings,
    Better hear what I say, yeah
    Oh, carry me home
    Please take me through your dreams
    Inside your world I want to be

    Until tomorrow no tears will be shed
    Hold on ’til the sun gets out of bed
    Hold on, hold on, baby
    Fly on

    (c) Jimi Hendrix 1970

    So the lines on the drawing might be preliminary lyrics for the song. But they would also be familiar to New Yorkers at the time, at least to the listeners of WNEW-FM’s graveyard-shift, as the way the Nightbird signed off her show at dawn. Alison Steele was one of the first female radio DJs, a pioneer and one of the few radio presenters to be inducted into the Rock and Roll Hall of Fame. She had a huge audience for her eclectic lineup of phone-ins, hits like Genesis, more experimental music like Tangerine Dream, and poetry that she recited to her French poodle. Her trademark sultry voice was honed by smoking small cigars – think Adrienne Barbeau in The Fog, the 1980 original not the remake, ‘This is KAB Antonio Bay-‘ and she was a radio icon for over a decade, voted Billboard magazine’s radio personality of the year in 1976.

    Hendrix’s manager Michael Jeffery said that Night Bird Flying was inspired by her show, and this drawing seems to be further evidence of it. The words circling RKO Pictures-style about the winged head are a classic visual shorthand for a broadcast, and the likeness in Hendrix’s drawing is a fair match for Steele herself.

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    Alison Steele, image from biography.com

    I don’t know whether Steele and Hendrix ever met – there’s no suggestion of it. The sexual frenzy of Hendrix’s drawing comes purely from the power of Steele’s voice and her radio personality, as seductive as any woman in the flesh. More so perhaps. Hendrix’s then-girlfriend Devon Wilson has written on it I brought you me! Devon.

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    Re: Cerebrum Manhattan 1968

    Here is a WeTranfer link to 2 files of Allison "NightBird" Steele on WNEW-FM February 11, 1969, including at least two different Cerebrum ads. I don't know how long the link will be good for, this is the first time I've used WeTransfer this way. At any rate, grab it while its hot because it's WELL WORTH LISTENING TO. You will love Ms. Steele as I'm sure Jimi did. I recommend listening after midnight with appropriate mental enhancements. Can anyone tell me where Jimi would have been on this night? If he happened to be in New York City, I wonder if he might have heard this particular show from the back of his limo?

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    Jimi was in London in February 1969 according to 'Electric Gypsy' but in my copy it lists from the 13th February onwards, where Jimi was before that date I don't know, I'm listening to Nightbird show as I write, everything I expected and more, thanks for the share .Jimi-Cerebum.jpg (Cerebrum address in Jimi's hand)

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    Quote Originally Posted by Roland Stone View Post
    Here is a WeTranfer link to 2 files of Allison "NightBird" Steele on WNEW-FM February 11, 1969, including at least two different Cerebrum ads. I don't know how long the link will be good for, this is the first time I've used WeTransfer this way. At any rate, grab it while its hot because it's WELL WORTH LISTENING TO. You will love Ms. Steele as I'm sure Jimi did. I recommend listening after midnight with appropriate mental enhancements. Can anyone tell me where Jimi would have been on this night? If he happened to be in New York City, I wonder if he might have heard this particular show from the back of his limo?

    https://wetransfer.com/downloads/fdf389dfb5fdb6cb528ff764e1a5572d20200916201536/df9ce18c01d248edb7441b874ac68d8020200916201617/152c06
    What a treat! thanks!!!

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    Quote Originally Posted by buffalorattle View Post
    Jimi was in London in February 1969 according to 'Electric Gypsy' but in my copy it lists from the 13th February onwards, where Jimi was before that date I don't know, I'm listening to Nightbird show as I write, everything I expected and more, thanks for the share .Jimi-Cerebum.jpg (Cerebrum address in Jimi's hand)
    Cool reference. Is that picture from some listing for his movie? The Cerebrum scene could have served as a source for the scenes of his film script.

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    Quote Originally Posted by Ezy Rider View Post
    Cool reference. Is that picture from some listing for his movie? The Cerebrum scene could have served as a source for the scenes of his film script.
    The picture is a list of characters in the movie Jimi had ideas on, taken from Cherokee Mist (The lost writings of Jimi Hendrix) by Bill Nitopi

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