Hitchhiker

HITCHHIKER is one of the most exciting and original bands on the scene today. Their sound is a combination of spoken word, pop, jazz, and world beat rythms.
They have been very fortunate to share the stage several times with the legendary David Amram, who is a pioneer in combining poetry and improvised music. (Amram did the first jazz/spoken word performance with Jack Kerouac in New York City in 1957) They have also played with Bashir Attar of the Master of Musicians of Jojucha, as well as the late Rob Buck of 10'000 Maniacs.
Some of Hitchhikers performances include; The Knitting Factory in New York, The Poetry Project at St. Marks Church also in New York, The Viper Room in Los Angeles, CA., Theatre of the Living Arts in Philadelphia, PA. etc....
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THE NEW YORK TIMES-Art D'Lugoff-
Beatnik Reunion In the Village
Hipsters with graying ponytails and beards gathered yesterday in their ancestral home-Greenwich Village- to feel the beat of their long-ago generation and resurrect some vanished icons: JACK KEROUAC, MILES DAVIS, ALAN GINSBERG. "I would say this was the cultural hub of America,"said ART D'LUGOFF, the former owner of the Village Gate jazz club, as he sat in the back of the Le Figaro Cafe in Greenwich Village.
He had been listening to DAVID AMRAM play the French horn as 29-year old DANIEL CHAUVIN read from Kerouak's "On the Road" the bible of the beat generation. Mr. Amram performed the same role for Mr. Kerouac at Le Figaro 41 years ago. "This is where the folk music movement evolved, the anti-Vietnam movement evolved,the civil rights movement evolved," Mr. D'Lugoff said. "All over conversation and coffee."

LOWELL TIMES-CONCERT REVIEW:
"Tales of Beatnik Glory," Ed Sanders and Hitchhiker, Saturday night, Smith Baker Center, Lowell,MA
With Buck using Robert Fripp-like effects, joujouka master Basir Attar on Morrocan flutes and string instruments, and Tony White chiming in with Alto saxophones and Tenor saxophones, Daniel Chauvin chanted/sang a long poem he seemed to pull from the cool evening air.
Chauvin, whose inspired performance and stage manner conjured up just a bit of Jim Morrison, retreated to a drum set to blast away or keep time every now and then.
There were some chilling moments, some melodic periods that floated through the piece, but it wouldn't have mattered if it was all guttural skronk.
It captured perfectly the spirit of Kerouac's spontaneity, and delivered on the night's inherent promise. It was a dare that paid off.