The New York Times : Review: The Miraculous Simplicity of Patti Smith’s Childhood (by Brian Seibert)

At the Baryshnikov Arts Center, an adaptation of Smith’s poem-memoir “Woolgathering” features Smith reciting, others dancing and a surprise guest. “Woolgathering” is a slim collection of prose poems that Patti Smith, the singer-songwriter and punk pioneer, published in 1992. It’s mostly a memoir of childhood — of a poet’s childhood, or of the way that all children have a poet’s imagination. “The mind of a child,” she writes, “is like a kiss on the forehead — open and disinterested.” It is “mystified by the commonplace” and “moves effortlessly into the strange,” glimpsing and gleaning, “piecing together a crazy quilt of truths.”

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MOJO : Patti Smith At St Paul’s Cathedral Reviewed: A transcendent rock and roll communion (by Lucy O'Brien)

Gentle dub reggae plays through speakers by the North Transept inside St Paul’s Cathedral, while ushers show people to their seats. Hosted by nightclub Fabric, this is an unusual collaboration for a 350-year-old place of worship better known for grand royal weddings, funerals and classical concerts. The seating area is packed to its 2000 capacity, as club kids mingle with a rock crowd, and there’s a palpable sense of anticipation. [...] Starting with spoken word lines from the poem Cry Humanity: “Blessed are the children who will rebuild our world”, Patti Smith moves into the tribal, hypnotic chant of Easter’s Ghost Dance. [...] Subtle, careful arrangements – like Shanahan’s plangent notes on the grand piano – become huge and resonant as they float to the cathedral walls.

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Pop matters : Patti Smith’s “Piss Factory” and “Hey Joe” Remain Prophetic 50 Years On (by Jack Walters)

On 4 October 2021, a sprightly Patti Smith—dressed in her customary attire: a white t-shirt with a black blazer, black trousers, and black boots—ambles onto the stage of the Royal Albert Hall as if having stepped out into a Parisian street after having been holed up in a garret for months on end writing. [...] Anyone slightly conversant with Patti Smith knows that she speaks out on environmental and governmental issues and personal strife. This, along with her seer-like qualities, screams a prophetic bard. Oh, and that she can write—well. Thus perhaps Smith was always destined to recite “Piss Factory” at the Royal Albert Hall, complete with the tincture of her blue-collar, South Jersey accent emphasising how far she has come. And, even if not, it still worked and lost none of its vatic meaning. Yet this is in recent history, not half a century ago when a twenty-eight-year-old sinewy Smith entered Electric Lady Studios to record “Hey Joe” and ended up with a take of “Piss Factory.”

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The Spectator : Charismatic, powerful and raw: Patti Smith, at Somerset House, reviewed (by Michael Hann)

There are certain long-established rules for describing Patti Smith. Google her name and the words ‘shaman’ and ‘priestess’ and you’ll see what I mean. For the best part of 50 years she’s been treated as though she’s a mystical object, a human convergence of ley lines, as much as a rock singer. [...] Her status as one of the progenitors of punk – and as a feminist hero – meant the crowd was startlingly varied in age, from teens to people as old as Smith herself (she’s 77), who were rapt and devoted. She remains charismatic – still in black jacket and jeans, as she has been for ever. Her voice was always idiosyncratic so age hasn’t affected it; she sang powerfully throughout. And she has not done the thing some older singers do, of surrounding herself with lots of musicians to bolster the sound.

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Clash music : Live Report: Patti Smith – Somerset House, London (by Sahar Ghadirian)

There was a full moon out there somewhere, watching over us at Somerset House as the Patti Smith Quartet concluded this year’s Summer Series. The moon has been an enduring symbol in Patti’s world, with her career and personal life shifting like its powerful phases, so the July Buck Moon (and all the spiritual symbolism it holds) solidified an idyllic Patti Smith Quartet set. Opening with a rapturous rendition of ‘Summer Cannibals’, Patti’s charisma was immediate and magnetic, raspy drawls flitting in the space. It felt as though little time had passed since she and Fred “Sonic” Smith first conceived the song.

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The Guardian : Patti Smith review – utterly transformed by the power of music (by Alexis Petridis)

At Brighton Dome, 25st June, four songs into her set, Patti Smith starts to cry: “First tears of the tour!” she sighs, wiping her eyes. [...] At 77, however, Smith remains a genuinely compelling performer. Music seems to have a transformative effect on her. Between songs she’s far goofier than her reputation as the epitome of New York punk cool suggests, but once her band kick into the Velvet Underground-ish chug of Nine or a surging version of Pissing in a River, she appears to be genuinely transported. She dances with an enviable insouciance, and as her eulogy for Kurt Cobain, About a Boy, collapses into abstraction, she appears to be close to speaking in tongues.

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Best Classic Bands : Patti Smith’s ‘Horses’: Poetry In Motion (by Mark Leviton)

When Patti Smith described her 1975 debut album "Horses" as “three-chord rock merged with the power of the word,” she was connecting herself to two artistic streams. First, there was the relatively simple “garage” sound of groups like Count Five, ? and the Mysterians, the Seeds, Chocolate Watch Band, etc., which she—and her longtime guitarist Lenny Kaye—felt epitomized the primal power of American rock. Second, she was asserting that the poetry of masters such as William Blake, Walt Whitman and Arthur Rimbaud, and their 20th century acolytes Allen Ginsberg, Lawrence Ferlinghetti and Charles Olson, could be spiritually integrated into music that would aspire to literary heights. As Bob Dylan, Leonard Cohen, Jim Morrison, Robert Hunter and other Smith-approved poet-composers had already proven, lyrics could be literature.

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Fr. Ra. Co : Long Play: Soundwalk Collective with Patti Smith Correspondences

Correspondences is an ever-evolving project between Soundwalk Collective and Patti Smith. Spanning over 10 years, it traverses a wealth of geographies and their natural environments, where the artists have uncovered sonic steps left by poets, filmmakers, revolutionaries, and the impact of climate change. Soundwalk Collective’s founder, Stephan Crasneanscki, has explored, captured, and collected the world’s remotest places in sound to awaken a sonic memory within the landscape, uncovering traces of past and current histories of the world we are living in. The resulting compositions are made of sound that reflects our relation to this world, the environment, the soul of our existence, and the creative process of the artist.

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Devdiscourse : Patti Smith and the Ukraine war intertwine in Ferrara's Berlinale doc

In "Turn in the Wound," long-time filmmaker Abel Ferrara intertwines clips of U.S. singer-poet Patti Smith's performances in Paris with the testimonies of ordinary Ukrainians about Russia's invasion and grainy videos taken mid-battle by unnamed fighters [...] Patti Smith's unmistakable voice reads out work by French avant-garde artist Antonin Artaud as on screen, the viewer follows a Ukrainian soldier through a point-of-view camera, appearing almost video game-like as he moves along a smoky field at dawn.

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