Prepared.
Ten times out of ten, I wear a poncho and look ridiculous. But every once in a while, as I slough past the dripping Brooklynites, I feel like a champion.
Source: adriennes
With Adrienne at the Radio Head concert I got some quality time on the couch with Netflix. It’s certainly no “Hobo with a Shotgun”, but it hit the spot.
My first encounters with Indian music came from George Harrison when I was on a strong Beatles kick in 6th grade. At the time, I wanted to move on to explore more from Ravi Shankar, but when I went to the Sam Goody record store to ask for it, they didn’t have any in stock, and didn’t know what I was talking about enough to even special order it.
My how times have changed! CR invited me out to dinner tonight to Branded Saloon in our neighborhood after reading that they had good burgers, and we ended up in the back room where two great acts were about to perform. The first was Adnan Sabir, who was excellent and dreamy, the second was a group with bansuri, tabla, and sitar. I love that we can just go out looking for beef, and end up with an impromptu evening of great music.
It was also topical, since this week I’ve been getting into Vijay Iyer’s latest record, which includes Indian-flavored guitar and tabla.
This is the triumph and tragedy of NYC: excellence everywhere, so it is not enough to fill the room with fans.
This guy enlivened my trip home on the 2/3 train last night. I don’t know if it was the bubbles, or the “help me pay for my nursing degree at ECC Newark” plea, or that it was late and I was weak, but I actually enjoyed the performance and gave him money. Very little of course, but I never give money to subway performers. He is charismatic and clever (song choice, schooling plea, time of performance, etc), and I wish him good luck.
We couldn’t buy a stand, but with some rope and Internet knot-guidance, we set the hammock up anyway
Service Dealy indeed.
Eight years later, I finally have room for my big Moroccan carpet
In Stockholm I took a picture of a new design (to me at least) for Burger King. The manager was not pleased.
Adrienne took a little break on today’s bikeride along the Göta canal
Adrienne was pretty pleased with the trip to Tivoli
