Thursday, December 31, 2015


What a YEAR!
I couldn't have guessed what treats were ahead of me….other than knowing that the Museum of the City of New York was opening their FOLK CITY exhibit. I never thought I'd meet so many of Mike Porco's friends at once.
I also knew that I'd be supporting concerts of many of the Folk and Blues stars that typically come around NYC and the Hudson Valley, camera in hand.
I also knew I'd be going to Mike+Ruthy's HOOT events, camera in hand.
I also knew I'd be doing at least one interview for the film which nears the magical green light.
I didn't know that Mike Porco and Gerde's would be getting inducted into the New York Blues Hall of Fame. Michael Packer bestowed that honor upon us and I was fortunate to meet, Garth Hudson, Garland Jeffreys and David Johansson amongst others. 
So many great concerts were held, and I was happy to attend. I'm lucky that getting 'backstage' sometimes is easier than it sounds, especially when Mike Porco was your grandfather. 

What does 2016 hold for us? I'll be sure to snap some photos, capture some more footage and share them here and elsewhere. I encourage all to do as I do- that is- buy a ticket to support working artists. 

I'll even be hosting a concert honoring Bob Dylan this May 24th at the Village Underground in NYC. I'm continuing to 'do my part' in documenting the history and significance of Greenwich Village's first Folk Music cabaret by recording moments in time that are still taking place in the FOLK WORLD. It's a continuum, you see..

I met Noel Stookey

And Betsy Siggins-Schmidt

And Gabriel Butterfield

I began the year by kicking this guy's butthole in FLA

Accepting for Mike Porco
NY Blues Hall of Fame

Paul Geremia, Andrea Voucolo, Michael Packer

David Massengill

Rod MacDonald

Garland Jeffries

Garth Hudson

The Downhill Strugglers

Delores Dixon, Bob Cohen

David Amram

Erik Frandsen and Amram playing down the street
from one another the night before my
flight to see Dad

Steve Forbert

Bruce Langhorne always in my prayers

Mike Porco's vinyl, signed by Lucinda Williams 1979

Kenny Kosac, Happy Traum

Tom Paxton

Larry Campbell, Theresa Williams

'Dylan Goes Electric'
Elijah Wald, Terri Thal, David Hajdu

Nora Guthrie

Bob Sr. and me

Johnny Irion, Sarah Lee Guthrie and Ramblin' Jack

The Yarrow family

Dining with Izzy
Watch Izzy Young in action 2015:

I met Garth Hudson

Lucinda Williams backstage at the Bardavon

I also met Garland Jeffreys

Erik Frandsen, and femme fatal
Erik Frandsen lets it hang out 5.31.15

Rest in peace
Bill Keith 
Ramblin' in the dark

AKA Pete Yarrow

The Wizzard of IZ

David Amram a couple or weeks ago kicking ass, taking names


Look for more good news on POSITIVELY PORCO and the May concert for BOB

©2015 Bob Porco

Kweskin Jug Band in tact

Eric Weissberg

Paloma Hererra's final bow

Wednesday, December 23, 2015

Bob Dylan 75th Birthday Concert Correction and Announcement

Show starts...
 May 2016

Good news! A major change in the format of the show described below. 

Tuesday, May 24 2016:
Subterranean 75th Birthday Salute
to Bob Dylan

Performers are no longer limited to playing from one album.
(Blonde on Blonde)

All songs built for maximum pleasure.

Here now, the first announcement of musicians joining bandleader Rob Stoner:

Happy Traum
The Kennedys
Mike + Ruthy
Rod MacDonald
Terre Roche
Mark Dann
Marc Jonson
George Gerdes

The show is 5 months out.
A couple of additional performers will round out this unique group and the 'band' will take final form soon.

This show will be a spectacular celebration of the words and music of Gerde's favorite son, Bob Dylan.

The Village Underground is located at 130 W. 3rd Street, NYC. This is the same location of Folk City's last stand.

The stage downstairs now was once the area Mike Porco called his 'office' and backstage/green room.

This is the place! Make no mistake. (don't think twice?)

The mutual friends of Dylan and Mike Porco have a stellar show cooked up.

Ticket purchasing in advance is highly recommended.
Seating and SRO is limited.
This show will indeed sell out before May 2016.

Use this link to get in the door.

More details to follow.
set list is near infinite



Below are the lyrics to Blonde on Blonde, just because.
Some of these songs will still be heard on May 24th.

Blonde on Blonde lyrics


[Verse 1]
Well, they'll stone you when you're trying to be so good
They'll stone you just like they said they would
They'll stone you when you're tryna go home
Then they'll stone you when you're there all alone

But I would not feel so all alone
Everybody must get stoned

[Verse 2]
Well, they'll stone you when you're walking along the streets
They'll stone you when you're tryna keep your seat
They'll stone you when you're walking on the floor
They'll stone you when you're walking to the door

But I would not feel so all alone
Everybody must get stoned

[Verse 3]
They'll stone you when you're at the breakfast table
They'll stone you when you are young and able
They'll stone you when you're tryna make a buck
They'll stone you and then they'll say, "Good luck"

Yeah, but I would not feel so all alone
Everybody must get stoned

[Verse 4]
Well, they'll stone you and say that that's the end
Then they'll stone you and then they'll come back again
They'll stone you when you're riding in your car
They'll stone you when you're playing your guitar

Yes, but I would not feel so all alone
Everybody must get stoned, alright

[Verse 5]
Well, they'll stone you when you are all alone
They'll stone you when you are walking home
They'll stone you and then say they're all brave
They'll stone you when you're sent down in your grave

But I would not feel so all alone
Everybody must get stoned!



[Verse 1]
Well, early in the morning
Till late at night
I got a poison headache
But I feel all right
I’m pledging my time to you
Hoping you’ll come through, too

[Verse 2]
Well, the hobo jumped up
He came down naturally
After he stole my baby
Then he wanted to steal me
But I’m pledging my time to you
Hoping you’ll come through, too

[Verse 3]
Won’t you come with me, baby?
I’ll take you where you want to go
And if it don’t work out
You’ll be the first to know
I’m pledging my time to you
Hoping you’ll come through, too

[Verse 4]
Well, the room is so stuffy
I can hardly breathe
Everybody gone but me and you
And I can’t be the last to leave
I’m pledging my time to you
Hoping you’ll come through, too

[Verse 5]
Well, they sent for the ambulance
And one was sent
Somebody got lucky
But it was an accident
Now I’m pledging my time to you
Hoping you’ll come through, too


[Verse 1]
Ain't it just like the night to play tricks when you're trying to be so quiet ?
We sit here stranded, though we're all doing our best to deny it
And Louise holds a handful of rain, tempting you to defy it
Lights flicker from the opposite loft
In this room the heat pipes just cough
The country music station plays soft
But there's nothing really nothing to turn off
Just Louise and her lover so entwined
And these visions of Johanna that conquer my mind

[Verse 2]
In the empty lot where the ladies play blind man's bluff with the key chain
And the all-night girls they whisper of escapades out on the D-train
We can hear the night watchman click his flashlight
Ask himself if it's him or them that's really insane
Louise she's all right she's just near
She's delicate and seems like veneer
But she just makes it all too concise and too clear
That Johanna's not here
The ghost of electricity howls in the bones of her face
Where these visions of Johanna have now taken my place

[Verse 3]
Now, little boy lost, he takes himself so seriously
He brags of his misery, he likes to live dangerously
And when bringing her name up
He speaks of a farewell kiss to me
He's sure got a lot of gall to be so useless and all
Muttering small talk at the wall while I'm in the hall
Oh, how can I explain ?
It's so hard to get on
And these visions of Johanna they kept me up past the dawn

[Verse 4]
Inside the museums, Infinity goes up on trial
Voices echo, "this is what salvation must be like after a while"
But Mona Lisa must have had the highway blues
You can tell by the way she smiles
See the primitive wallflower freeze
When the jelly-faced women all sneeze
Hear the one with the mustache say, "Jeez
I can't find my knees"
Oh, jewels and binoculars hang from the head of the mule
But these visions of Johanna, they make it all seem so cruel

[Verse 5]
The peddler now speaks to the countess who's pretending to care for him
Saying, "Name me someone that's not a parasite
And I'll go out and say a prayer for him"
But like Louise always says
"You can't look at much, can yo man "
As she, herself prepares for him
And Madonna, she still has not showed
We see this empty cage now corrode
Where her cape of the stage once had flowed
The fiddler, he now steps to the road
He writes everything's been returned which was owed
On the back of the fish truck that loads
While my conscience explodes
The harmonicas play the skeleton keys and the rain
And these visions of Johanna are now all that remain


[Verse 1]
I didn’t mean to treat you so bad
You shouldn’t take it so personal
I didn’t mean to make you so sad
You just happened to be there, that’s all
When I saw you say “goodbye” to your friend and smile
I thought that it was well understood
That you’d be coming back in a little while
I didn’t know that you were sayin’ “goodbye” for good

But, sooner or later, one of us must know
You just did what you’re supposed to do
Sooner or later, one of us must know
That I really did try to get close to you

[Verse 2]
I couldn’t see what you could show me
Your scarf had kept your mouth well hid
I couldn’t see how you could know me
But you said you knew me and I believed you did
When you whispered in my ear
And asked me if I was leaving with you or her
I didn’t realize just what I did hear
I didn’t realize how young you were


[Verse 3]
I couldn’t see when it started snowing
Your voice was all that I heard
I couldn’t see where we were going
But you said you knew an’ I took your word
And then you told me later, as I apologized
That you were just kiddin’ me, you weren’t really from the farm
An’ I told you, as you clawed out my eyes
That I never really meant to do you any harm



[Verse 1]
The guilty undertaker sighs
The lonesome organ grinder cries
The silver saxophones say I should refuse you
The cracked bells and washed-out horns
Blow into my face with scorn
But it’s not that way
I wasn’t born to lose you

I want you, I want you
I want you so bad
Honey, I want you

[Verse 2]
The drunken politician leaps
Upon the street where mothers weep
And the saviors who are fast asleep, they wait for you
And I wait for them to interrupt
Me drinking from my broken cup
And ask me to
Open up the gate for you


[Verse 3]
How all my fathers, they’ve gone down
True love they’ve been without it
But all their daughters put me down
Because I don’t think about it

[Verse 4]
Well, I return to the Queen of Spades
And talk with my chambermaid
She knows that I’m not afraid to look at her
She is good to me
And there’s nothing she doesn’t see
She knows where I’d like to be
But it doesn’t matter


[Verse 5]
Now your dancing child with his Chinese suit
He spoke to me, I took his flute
No, I wasn’t very cute to him, was I?
But I did it, though, because he lied
And because he took you for a ride
And because time was on his side
And because I




[Verse 1]
Oh, the ragman draws circles
Up and down the block
I’d ask him what the matter was
But I know that he don’t talk
And they the ladies treat me kindly
And furnish me with tape
But deep inside my heart
I know I can't escape
Oh, Mama, can this really be the end
To be stuck inside of Mobile
With the Memphis blues again

[Verse 2]
Well, Shakespeare, he’s in the alley
With his pointed shoes and his bells
Speaking to some French girl
Who says she knows me well
And I would send a message
To find out if she’s talked
But the post office has been stolen
And the mailbox is locked
Oh, Mama, can this really be the end
To be stuck inside of Mobile
With the Memphis blues again

[Verse 3]
Mona tried to tell me
To stay away from the train line
She said that all the railroad men
Just drink up your blood like wine
And I said, “Oh, I didn’t know that
But then again, there’s only one I’ve met
And he just smoked my eyelids
And punched my cigarette”
Oh, Mama, can this really be the end
To be stuck inside of Mobile
With the Memphis blues again

[Verse 4]
Grandpa died last week
And now he’s buried in the rocks
But everybody still talks about
How badly they were shocked
But me, I expected it to happen
I knew he’d lost control
When he built a fire on Main Street
And shot it full of holes
Oh, Mama, can this really be the end
To be stuck inside of Mobile
With the Memphis blues again

[Verse 5]
Now the senator came down here
Showing everyone his gun
Handing out free tickets
To the wedding of his son
And me, I nearly got busted
And wouldn’t it be my luck
To get caught without a ticket
And be discovered beneath a truck
Oh, Mama, can this really be the end
To be stuck inside of Mobile
With the Memphis blues again

[Verse 6]
Now the preacher looked so baffled
When I asked him why he dressed
With twenty pounds of headlines
Stapled to his chest
But he cursed me when I proved it to him
Then I whispered, said “Not even you can hide
You see, you’re just like me
I hope you’re satisfied”
Oh, Mama, can this really be the end
To be stuck inside of Mobile
With the Memphis blues again

[Verse 7]
Now the rainman gave me two cures
Then he said, “Jump right in”
The one was Texas medicine
The other was just railroad gin
And like a fool I mixed them
And it strangled up my mind
And now people just get uglier
And I have no sense of time
Oh, Mama, can this really be the end
To be stuck inside of Mobile
With the Memphis blues again

[Verse 8]
When Ruthie says come see her
In her honky-tonk lagoon
Where I can watch her waltz for free
’Neath her Panamanian moon
And I say, “Aw come on now
You must know about my debutante”
And she says, “Your debutante just knows what you need
But I know what you want”
Oh, Mama, can this really be the end
To be stuck inside of Mobile
With the Memphis blues again

[Verse 9]
Now the bricks lay on Grand Street
Where the neon madmen climb
They all fall there so perfectly
It all seems so well timed
And here I sit so patiently
Waiting to find out what price
You have to pay to get out of
Going through all these things twice
Oh, Mama, can this really be the end
To be stuck inside of Mobile
With the Memphis blues again


[Verse 1]
Well, I see you got your brand new leopard-skin pillbox hat
Yes, I see you got your brand new leopard-skin pillbox hat
Well, you must tell me, baby
How your head feels under something like that
Under your brand new leopard-skin pillbox hat

[Verse 2]
Well, you look so pretty in it
Honey, can I jump on it sometime?
Yes, I just want to see
If it’s really that expensive kind
You know it balances on your head
Just like a mattress balances
On a bottle of wine
Your brand new leopard-skin pillbox hat

[Verse 3]
Well, if you want to see the sun rise
Honey, I know where
We’ll go out and see it sometime
We’ll both just sit there and stare
Me with my belt
Wrapped around my head
And you just sittin there
In your brand new leopard-skin pillbox hat

[Verse 4]
Well, I asked the doctor if I could see you
It’s bad for your health, he said
Yes, I disobeyed his orders
I came to see you
But I found him there instead
You know, I don’t mind him cheatin on me
But I sure wish he’d take that off his head
Your brand new leopard-skin pillbox hat

[Verse 5]
Well, I see you got a new boyfriend
You know, I never seen him before
Well, I saw you making love with him
You forgot to close the garage door
You might think he loves you for your money
But I know what he really loves you for:
It’s your brand new leopard-skin pillbox hat



[Verse 1]
Nobody feels any pain
Tonight as I stand inside the rain
Everybody knows
That Baby’s got new clothes
But lately I see her ribbons and her bows
Have fallen from her curls
She takes just like a woman, yes, she does
She makes love just like a woman, yes, she does
And she aches just like a woman
But she breaks just like a little girl

[Verse 2]
Queen Mary, she’s my friend
Yes, I believe I’ll go see her again
Nobody has to guess
That Baby can’t be blessed
Till she sees finally that she’s like all the rest
With her fog, her amphetamine and her pearls
She takes just like a woman, yes, she does
She makes love just like a woman, yes, she does
And she aches just like a woman
But she breaks just like a little girl

[Middle Eight]
It was raining from the first
And I was dying here of thirst
So I came in here
And your long-time curse hurts
But what’s worse
Is this pain in here
I can’t stay in here
Ain’t it clear that

[Verse 4]
I just can’t fit
Yes, I believe it’s time for us to quit
When we meet again
Introduced as friends
Please don’t let on that you knew me when
I was hungry and it was your world
Ah, you fake just like a woman, yes, you do
You make love just like a woman, yes, you do
Then you ache just like a woman
But you break just like a little girl




[Verse 1]
You say you love me
And you’re thinking of me
But you know you could be wrong
You say you told me
That you want to hold me
But you know you’re not that strong
I just can’t do what I done before
I just can’t beg you anymore
I’m going to let you pass
And I’ll go last
Then time will tell just who has fell
And who’s been left behind
When you go your way and I go mine

[Verse 2]
You say you disturb me
And you don’t deserve me
But you know sometimes you lie
You say you’re shaking
And you’re always aching
But you know how hard you try
Sometimes it gets so hard to care
It can’t be this way everywhere
And I’m going to let you pass
Yes, and I’ll go last
Then time will tell just who fell
And who’s been left behind
When you go your way and I go mine

[Verse 3]
The judge, he holds a grudge
He’s going to call on you
But he’s badly built
And he walks on stilts
Watch out he don’t fall on you

[Verse 4]
You say you’re sorry
For telling’ stories
That you know I believe are true
You say ya got some
Other kinda lover
And yes, I believe you do
You say my kisses are not like his
But this time I’m not going to tell you why that is
I’m just going to let you pass
Yes, and I’ll go last
Then time will tell who fell
And who’s been left behind
When you go your way and I go mine



[Verse 1]
Standing on your window, honey
Yes, I’ve been here before
Feeling so harmless
I’m looking at your second door
How come you don’t send me no regards?
You know I want your loving
Honey, why are you so hard?

[Verse 2]
Kneeling ’neath your ceiling
Yes, I guess I’ll be here for a while
I’m trying to read your portrait, but
I’m helpless, like a rich man’s child
How come you send someone out to have me barred?
You know I want your lovin’
Honey, why are you so hard?

Like a poor fool in his prime
Yes, I know you can hear me walk
But is your heart made out of stone, or is it lime
Or is it just solid rock?

[Verse 3]
Well, I rush into your hallway
Lean against your velvet door
I watch upon your scorpion
Who crawls across your circus floor
Just what do you think you have to guard?
You know I want your lovin’
Honey, but you’re so hard

[Verse 4]
Achilles is in your alleyway
He don’t want me here, he does brag
He’s pointing to the sky
And he’s hungry, like a man in drag
How come you get someone like him to be your guard?
You know I want your loving
Honey, but you’re so hard



[Verse 1]
Well, your railroad gate, you know I just can’t jump it
Sometimes it gets so hard, you see
I’m just sitting here beating on my trumpet
With all these promises you left for me
But where are you tonight, sweet Marie?

[Verse 2]
Well, I waited for you when I was half sick
Yes, I waited for you when you hated me
Well, I waited for you inside of the frozen traffic
When you knew I had some other place to be
Now, where are you tonight, sweet Marie?

Well, anybody can be just like me, obviously
But then, now again, not too many can be like you, fortunately

[Verse 3]
Well, six white horses that you did promise
Were fin’lly delivered down to the penitentiary
But to live outside the law, you must be honest
I know you always say that you agree
But where are you tonight, sweet Marie?

[Verse 4]
Well, I don’t know how it happened
But the riverboat captain, he knows my fate
But everybody else, even yourself
They’re just gonna have to wait

[Verse 5]
Well, I got the fever down in my pockets
The Persian drunkard, he follows me
Yes, I can take him to your house but I can’t unlock it
You see, you forgot to leave me with the key
Oh, where are you tonight, sweet Marie?

[Verse 6]
Now, I been in jail when all my mail showed
That a man can’t give his address out to bad company
And now I stand here lookin’ at your yellow railroad
In the ruins of your balcony
Wond’ring where you are tonight, sweet Marie



[Verse 1]
When she said
“Don’t waste your words, they’re just lies”
I cried she was deaf
And she worked on my face until breaking my eyes
Then said, “What else you got left?”
It was then that I got up to leave
But she said, “Don’t forget
Everybody must give something back
For something they get”

[Verse 2]
I stood there and hummed
I tapped on her drum and asked her how come
And she buttoned her boot
And straightened her suit
Then she said, “Don’t get cute”
So I forced my hands in my pockets
And felt with my thumbs
And gallantly handed her
My very last piece of gum

[Verse 3]
She threw me outside
I stood in the dirt where everyone walked
And after finding out I’d
Forgotten my shirt
I went back and knocked
I waited in the hallway, she went to get it
And I tried to make sense
Out of that picture of you in your wheelchair
That leaned up against

[Verse 4]
Her Jamaican rum
And when she did come, I asked her for some
She said, “No, dear”
I said, “Your words aren’t clear
You’d better spit out your gum”
She screamed till her face got so red
Then she fell on the floor
And I covered her up and then
Thought I’d go look through her drawer

[Verse 5]
And when I was through
I filled up my shoe
And brought it to you
And you, you took me in
You loved me then
You didn’t waste time
And I, I never took much
I never asked for your crutch
Now don’t ask for mine



[Verse 1]
Early in the morning
Early in the morning
I’m calling you to
I’m calling you to
Please come home
Yes, I guess I could make it without you
If I just didn’t feel so all alone

[Verse 2]
Don’t let me down
Don’t let me down
I won’t let you down
I won’t let you down
No I won’t
You know I can if you can, honey
But, honey, please don’t

[Verse 3]
I got my black dog barkin’
Black dog barkin’
Yes it is now
Yes it is now
Outside my yard
Yes, I could tell you what he means
If I just didn’t have to try so hard

[Verse 4]
Your mama’s working
Your mama’s moaning
She’s crying you know
She’s trying you know
You better go now
Well, I’d tell you what she wants
But I just don’t know how

[Verse 5]
Fifteen jugglers
Fifteen jugglers
Five believers
Five believers
All dressed like men
Tell you mama not to worry because
They’re just my friends

[Verse 6]
Early in the morning
Early in the morning
I’m calling you to
I’m calling you to
Please come home
Yes, I could make it without you
If I just did not feel so all alone



 [Verse 1]
With your mercury mouth in the missionary times
And your eyes like smoke and your prayers like rhymes
And your silver cross, and your voice like chimes
Oh, who among them do they think could bury you?
With your pockets well protected at last
And your streetcar visions which you place on the grass
And your flesh like silk, and your face like glass
Who among them do they think could carry you?

Sad-eyed lady of the lowlands
Where the sad-eyed prophet says that no man comes
My warehouse eyes, my Arabian drums
Should I leave them by your gate
Or, sad-eyed lady, should I wait?

[Verse 2]
With your sheets like metal and your belt like lace
And your deck of cards missing the jack and the ace
And your basement clothes and your hollow face
Who among them can think he could outguess you?
With your silhouette when the sunlight dims
Into your eyes where the moonlight swims
And your matchbook songs and your gypsy hymns
Who among them would try to impress you?


[Verse 3]
The kings of Tyrus with their convict list
Are waiting in line for their geranium kiss
And you wouldn’t know it would happen like this
But who among them really wants just to kiss you?
With your childhood flames on your midnight rug
And your Spanish manners and your mother’s drugs
And your cowboy mouth and your curfew plugs
Who among them do you think could resist you?


[Verse 4]
Oh, the farmers and the businessmen, they all did decide
To show you the dead angels that they used to hide
But why did they pick you to sympathize with their side?
Oh, how could they ever mistake you?
They wished you’d accepted the blame for the farm
But with the sea at your feet and the phony false alarm
And with the child of a hoodlum wrapped up in your arms
How could they ever, ever persuade you?


[Verse 5]
With your sheet-metal memory of Cannery Row
And your magazine-husband who one day just had to go
And your gentleness now, which you just can’t help but show
Who among them do you think would employ you?
Now you stand with your thief, you’re on his parole
With your holy medallion which your fingertips fold
And your saintlike face and your ghostlike soul
Oh, who among them do you think could destroy you?


Wednesday, December 9, 2015

DAVID AMRAM 85th Birthday Celebration- VIDEO

BOB DYLAN 75TH Birthday concert announced

May 24, 2016

Bob Dylan
75th Birthday Salute

130 West 3rd Street
The Village Underground
(formerly Folk City)

Join host Bob Porco as
Bandleader Rob Stoner
leads a cast of Folk and Rock
performing songs from 
on the 50th anniversary of its release
within the walls of Positively Mike Porco's old office

MORE details soon…..



Merry Christmas

Thursday, October 22, 2015

40 YEARS AGO- ROLLING THUNDER at FOLK CITY on Mike Porco's Birthday

Bobby Dylan

In October of 1975, Mr. Dylan was hanging around the Village quite often.
He was wrapping up his recording sessions for the DESIRE album and was spending time
with lyricist and Broadway producer, Jaques Levy, in New York. They were plotting a tour. What kind of tour…?
only they knew.

Dylan had returned to the road with The Band in 1974. His most critically acclaimed album,
(perhaps ever)
BLOOD ON THE TRACKS, was on the store shelves for less than a year. The Basement tapes
had finally been released only 4 months prior.
His fans were eager for more. He had returned to the front of the pack with a vengeance. 
Any ol' tour could have satisfied. But Dylan had something majestic in mind.

Jack Hardy, Odetta, Mike Porco

Well, it turned out that Mike Porco was having a birthday.
Folksinger Jack Hardy had it in mind to gather some of Mike's friends
(read: musicians) and throw him a surprise party at his own club.

Thursday October 23rd 1975 was his 61st birthday. Mathematicians and can
deduce that today would be Mike's 101st birthday.

We had a 100th party for Grandpa last year. BUT TODAY
being born this day 40 years ago at FOLK CITY.

David Amram, David Massengill, Rob Stoner amongst Mike Porco's friends
celebrating Mike's 100th last year

So….back to 1975!
Jack Hardy quietly spread word around that Mike will have a surprise serenade for
his birthday.
Word travels fast in this small town. Mike's old friend and prodigal son, Bob Dylan,
got wind of the bash and
decided that ''tonight is the night.'' The tour he was plotting with Levy
will be brought to the light at Folk City.


Dylan had confided in his DESIRE bass player, Rob Stoner, that, with some help,
''auditions'' were going to be held at Folk City for the stage show
he had planed with Levy.
There was nothing specific discussed, but like lightning, a buzz was generated around NYC
that Dylan was going to crash Hardy's party for Mike.

Dylan also had it in mind to record the entire tour on film. This night would
become part of the film Renaldo and Clara.
Cameras and lights were set up at Folk City with a little lie told to Mike
that it was for a documentary on Folk Music.
Rob (Rothstein) Stoner

Larry 'Ratso' Sloman

The main word-spreaders of this historic event were Larry "Ratso'' Sloman and
Songwriter, David Blue. 
Within hours, ''every Folk singer you could imagine'' descended on Folk City
to become a part of this happening.
Some other luminaries also came to sing and hang out. Bette Midler, Patti Smith,
Eric Andersen, Tom Waits and Allen Ginsberg were there.

Young Ratso

Bob Neuwirth

T-Bone Burnette, Rosie, Phil Ochs

Allen Ginsberg

Ramblin' Jack Elliott

As it turned out, every Folk singer (except for Dave Van Ronk)
really did show up for the party. It went into the wee hours with Phil Ochs
taking the stage as the Friday sun was dawning.
But in the hours (and hours!) prior to that, Folk City was,
as Rob Stoner told me for my documentary
''The very nexus of the cultural universe.''

Buzzy Linhart and Bette Midler sang 'Friends.' Patti Smith sang.
Eric Andersen performed. Ramblin' Jack, Ginsberg and a slew of others,
including the regularly scheduled acts of 
Nancy Lee Baxter and Jack Hardy performed.

Of course, everyone was waiting for Dylan and he didn't disappoint.
He took the stage with the Queen of Folk, Joan Baez, for the first time
in years. They sang 'One too many mornings' and an old traditional tune.
The crowd who was there still talks about this occasion to this day
with utter amazement.

How could Bob Dylan, at the height of his career, choose a 3rd Street bar to kickoff 
an historic tour like Rolling Thunder
Well, Mike Porco was his friend. Gerde's Folk City was where it ALL began for him.
It was the best place to showcase it. 
And Mike's birthday…well, it wasn't forgotten. Happy Birthday was sung for him
about a dozen times that night.
Footage of the cake and a warm hug between
Bob and Grandpa was taken by the crew and seen by me 39 years later.

And the tour itself…?
Well, let's just say, it's history now. 

Porco, Dylan, Andersen, Baez

David Blue, Bette Midler, Ginsberg

Momma Dylan, Baez, Dylan, Stoner

was a concert ending the first big leg of the Revue.
As with all the shows in this Medicine Show, each performer asked to come on tour
played a set of their own followed by a set of Dylan culminating
in a final sing along and bow.

At The Night of the Hurricane, Dylan's mother, Mike Porco and virtually
everyone else ''behind the scenes'' were invited on stage for the finale.

Madison Square Garden. Packed house. Italian immigrant and steadfast supporter
of Folk and Blues, Mike Porco, finally realized what it was like
to be applauded by 19,000. A hug from Bob Dylan was enough for him
and that's what he got.


Mike Porco, Bob Dylan
Folk City