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Marc Orleans RIP

July 2020

Byron Coley chronicles the life of prolific East Coast guitarist, lap steel player and chess freak Marc Orleans, of Sunburned Hand Of The Man, Spore and many more

Marc Orleans departed the planet on 25 June 2020, leaving behind a vast circle of people he had touched in a myriad of ways. Marc was a very funny guy and a true oddball, as well as being a monster musician. Originally from Maine, he spent a few academic years in the Midwest, but most of his 53 years were spent in the upper portion of the East Coast, particularly Brooklyn, where he moved to (from Boston) in the second half of the 1990s.

I had not seen Marc as much as I used to over the last few years. And that seems to have been the case with many of his old pals. His focus was intense, and during the past decade he started working seriously in the area of film production (doing both sound and camera crane operations). His musical interests had also shifted away from rock based sounds and more towards playing mandolin in the bluegrass tradition. But as I contacted various people whose arcs had collided with Marc's over the years, one thing became apparent – he was involved in more different musical ensembles and projects than just about anyone I can name.

Probably the largest chunk of the musical sub-underground knew Marc best from his decade-long tenure with the Massachusetts freak collective Sunburned Hand Of The Man. From 1997–2007 (and sporadically afterwards), he was one of Sunburned's primary members, lending his searing Gibson Firebird tone to many recordings and shows. Asked about their first meeting, Sunburned’s Rob Thomas recalled Marc as being among the very few people who actually enjoyed a show Sunburned's precursor band Shit Spangled Banner played opening for The Dirty Three (then on their debut US tour). Marc approached Rob after the set for congratulatory purposes, and the seeds for Sunburned were sown. Jams at Thomas and John Moloney's Charlestown loft were interspersed with sessions in Marc's Allston basement (where he also kept his Moog synthesizer). The original version of Sunburned consisted (at least technically) of Thomas, Moloney, Orleans, Rich Pontius, Conrad Capistran, Brian Donnelly, James Coleman and Chad Cooper. And those guys remained its core for a good long while, no matter how many other folks passed through the ranks.

During the years he was most active with Sunburned, Marc formed a trio called Fall In Love with Kyp Malone (TV On The Radio) and Kevin Shea, who played loudly and sporadically around Brooklyn for several years. He worked extensively in the experimental beard rock trio Enos Slaughter, with Dave Shuford (No Neck Blues Band) and Carter Thornton (Izititiz). He performed and recorded solo as Ozone Layer (documented on a Manhand label CD called Formidable Circle) as well as under his own name (documented on a gorgeous 8" lathe of American primitive guitar on the Moran Tape Label). Marc was also in the final version of GHQ (with Marcia Bassett, Pete Nolan and sometimes Steve Gunn), and worked with Matthew Bower in the NY iteration of Sunroof!. He also had a duo with Mick Flower (Vibracathedral Orchestra) called OF. But he was most omnipresent with Sunburned, who played far and wide, stunning the punters with their reckless abandon. Near the centre of Sunburned's vortex was Marc's enormous riffing on his trusty Firebird (and later, lap steel or dobro). Rob reports he had abandoned playing the Moog after just a few gigs.

Besides his many musical activities during this period, Marc was a madman for street hockey. No Neck Blues Band’s Keith Connolly recalls, “He’d delight in graphically recounting cross-checks given and received, a testament to his scrappy nature.” When he gave up hockey, Marc became an avid chess player.

“I remember when we were on tour with Comets On Fire,” says Moloney, “Marc would always be playing serious games with (bassist) Ben Flashman. They'd be getting out their strategy books and all that. He peaked with that around 2004, 2005.”

“Then he stopped for a while. He had to,” adds Thomas. “He was really getting obsessed with the game. I don't think he felt it was good for him anymore. But that's what he was like. Whatever he was interested in he would just focus on to the exclusion of everything else.”

At a Six Organs Of Admittance show at Free 103 in New York City circa 2003: (from left) Marc, David Keenan, Steve Gunn (background), Heather Leigh Murray, John Moloney, Brooke Sietinsons, Meg Baird. Photo courtesy of Sunburned Hand Of The Man

Prior to Sunburned, Marc had been in a loud, punky quartet called Spore, who made three albums in 1993–94, and managed to get one of Marc’s tunes onto the soundtrack of Oliver Stone's Natural Born Killers. Following this were a few loud, strange units of intense obscurity: Ambulance Driver, Pinball and Electric Bunnyhole, and a stretch concentrating on work with a great German influenced post-rock trio called Juneau, who released two exceptional albums, without causing much of a stir outside of Boston. Which set the stage for Sunburned.

Marc moved down to NYC around the time Sunburned coalesced and was a well-known figure around Brooklyn, despite the fact his main gig was in Boston. Of particular interest was a Brooklyn band he had called Eschaton, who were supposedly a very nuts space/improv unit but appear to have been witnessed solely by Thurston Moore, Chris Corsano and Keith Connolly. Other combos of this era include Ozone Swimmers (with his then wife Ela Orleans). This duo became the 3i's when Pete Nolan joined. Other units from the period include This Trouble, a trio led by Suntanama’s Darren ‘Catfish’ Zoltowski, with cellist Kirsten McCord, who recorded a still unissued single. There was also a quartet called Knot The Bottle with Connolly, Phil Franklin (Sunburned) and Wednesday Knudsen (Pigeons) After he stopped being a regular member of Sunburned, Marc still played occasional gigs with them (the last was in 2014), but his main interests were elsewhere.

Dave Shuford was starting a new, overtly country rock band called D Charles Speer & The Helix. Jason Meagher (No Neck) played bass, Robert ‘Moose’ Gregory (Suntanama) did percussion, Hans Chew (a Tennessee ex-pat also involved with the Helix's brother band Coachfingers) played piano, and Marc played lap steel, electric and resonator guitar. This led Marc into investigating the pedal steel, which he played with Meg Baird, among others. Following his appearance on Steve Gunn's Boerum Palace LP, he also formed the quartet Orleans Gunn with Steve and a rotating cast of characters. Moloney declares, “The Orleans Gunn band show at Zebulon was one of the best concerts I ever saw in NYC.” After that he turned his attention to mandolin and bluegrass, both of which he pursued avidly after being encouraged in his pursuits by the late Jack Rose (with whom The Helix toured), Marc was also involved with Brooklyn avant-country outfit Trummors. And he formed a new band with Tom Carter called Eleven Twenty Nine. Initially a duo, Eleven Twenty Nine became a trio with the addition of drummer Michael Evans of God Is My Co-Pilot.

“Eleven Twenty Nine was built around our guitar interplay,” Carter writes. “I was heavily into West Coast stuff at that time and it shows, which counterbalanced Marc's manic energy (can't remember who said, 'playing with Marc was like grappling with lightning', but that was accurate and it led to exhaustion for most people).”

Eventually, Marc started working primarily with members of NYC's bluegrass scene. This led to him forming The Gotham City Pickers with guitarist JP Gilbert and fiddler Bruno Bruzzese.

Marc's other non-musical passions included fly fishing. And as with anything that captured his interest, he went all-in. He tied flies, soaked up the literature and travelled all over the place to stand in the water and cast. He also returned to some aspects of his visual art. Marc had studied painting at the Chicago Institute of Arts and Antioch College, although friends more easily remember his meticulous work with Polaroids. But his main focus remained music: playing it, listening to it, talking about it... Marc was nothing if not persistent in his passions.

And he was a real good guy, absolutely true to who he was. And he will be missed.

Comments

Eye Door played two gigs with Echaton in 99/2000 or so ... at Swiss institute and at tonic ... so add me and steve dalachinsky to the list of folks that witnessed that proper dusty psych unit :)

Marc, who I met when I was 17 or 18, had just come to nyc and was excited to play gigs , and my rookie attitude was met with encouragement and enthusiasm ... marc’s stature only grew , when I met Kevin Shea - who I formed talibam! With in 2003, at the same time he was playing in fall in love with marc .... witnessing that band , and then talibam! And enos slaughter playing many gigs together in 04/05/06, was also affirming and

Just on March 9, at my last gig before pandemic hit, I saw marc and offered him trout option to bunk with me at my moms upstate house ... he paused and appreciated the option, and I always figured I would see him again at troost and remind him to come and hang and fish ...

The future is onward into the unknown, but marc Orleans held court on his terms and maybe was/is always four moves ahead , like any great chess player ..

Marc cut with a machete thru a lot of the record collector culture that aggregated some of us into commodities ,

As marc always put community first, above anything else

One tends to forget about people until you find out they are truly gone forever.

I had been discussing putting out a live Juneau LP for years but never got around to it. Seize the day everyone.

I met Marc when I saw an early version of Enos Slaughter play as a duo (Dave and Marc, duelling fire guitar solos) at a Terrastock 5 after party at the Sunburned space in Charlestown. I invited them to play my show at WFMU and they took me up on that offer a bit later. That session became their album Saloth Sar. In the years afterwards I would see Marc occasionally playing acoustic at the 7th Ave station of the F train, which he considered a secret spot for playing. He made me promise not to tell anyone I saw him there because he didn't want his spot blown up. He also didn't want to talk when he was playing - I got the feeling he liked the station more for the acoustics and spaciousness and its relative quietness than for audience or donations.

Marc was a sincere no BS person in a world filled with the opposite.So much so that some people didn't understand a person like him who was so dedicated to music purely for music's sake.In a better version of this world he would not have had to struggle so much to do what he was here to do which was play and make music.He was the kind of guy that when he wasn't playing a gig or busking he was practicing just to try to push his ability forward even if by a few inches.He was very direct in speech pulling no punches but it meant that you never had to worry about his intentions cause he would tell you flat out.In playing music with others his dedication to the creative act was of the highest caliber.He gave music his whole self and it showed in his ability and talent.Although he would probably never believe that so many people appreciated him for being who he was the reality is that many people did.
Marc you will be missed.

I met Marc just after 9/11 and he really helped me through the bleakness of that moment. He was getting into playing his new resonator guitar and was excited about the fact that the city had relaxed the permit requirement for playing music on the street, if I remember correctly. He would show up at my apartment and we would spend the afternoon playing in the farmers market, in a park or on a subway platform. His enthusiasm was infectious and gave me a much-needed energy boost and sense of purpose during those strange times. We'd long since lost touch, but I wish I could've somehow returned the favor...

Marc played to my films with Tom Carter, Laura Ortman, Mike Evans, Ryan Sawyer, John Keay, and so on...so many mutual friends, so many laughs and ideas tossed around. Marc would blow my mind on the pedal steel! and will always be in our hearts...Martha

He was the most dedicated musician or friend I ever encountered.
But like fuck I didn’t know he was so obsessed with chess; Or I had forgotten. I missed out on a great friend during a challenging time. I really can’t help but think that if I had reached out to him about chess during the times we were having; which I would have had I known. I mean I would have texted him and been like please play chess with me, online. I was lucky enough to have enjoyed his presence and playing while I bartended at Zebulon. I ran into him several times around Greenpoint before quarantine started and we would always have that ‘almost too long’ of a street reunion, both usually with instruments and groceries in our hands, either sweating or snowing.
08.05.2020 Nicholas.

I lost touch with Marc when we were still kids-he lived a house a wy from me when we were in elementary school- and I am sad that I missed the chance to reconnect with him. He was a smart, intense kid, and a good friend.

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John Widger

Just a slight correction...Marc originated from Los Angeles,California. At least thats where I first knew my step brother st the age of 5

Marc and I were best friends in middle and high school. We played soccer, went fishing in the river by his house, and listened to the Doors and Led Zeppelin (obsessively, of course).
When he started playing guitar, he played and played and played to the exclusion of eating and showering sometimes.
We were drinking and smoking buddies up until we went to different colleges. Our crew in HS was a memorable one, wouldn't trade a moment. Music music, and more music, only listening and watching for me, but Marc LIVED music. I appreciated how he could enjoy something so deeply.
Of course, I was not surprised to see him on Facebook, chronicling his picking in the street for money. His work with Sunburned was so raw and psychedelic.
I had no idea he discovered chess. I did as well, and would have liked to play a game with Marc. We only exchanged pleasantries online over the years, with no contact in the last several years.
Bless you Marcus Orleans. Thank you for being my friend.

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