Yesterday was my birthday. For the first time in five years, I celebrated it my favorite way of celebrating, going out with one friend that I love to do something I love. Gen and I went to see Tomoko’s Post Bop Gypsies.
Category: Live Music
For my birthday Carey not, Carey asked what Broadway show I wanted to see. Without hesitation I said, Come From Away He was able to get tickets for the day before my birthday. I’m disappointed that tickets were available. It should be sold-out for months in advance.
Yesterday was a long day, I went from therapy and seeing my psychiatrist in Harrison all the way down to Brooklyn to see The Kennedys at Jalopy. I had a lot of time in between so I decided to go to Mile End for Poutine.
July Blips
I went to John Platt’s On Your Radar. This month’s artists were The Brother Brothers, The Wiggins, Sisters, and Joshua Garcia.
Today I finish the Saga of the New Bedford Folk Festival; the literary heir of Moby Dick. I pick up the epic tale on Sunday morning.
I’m home from the New Bedford Folk Festival and filled with tales to tell. It’s been a while, but this was worth waiting for. It would be nice if I remembered what happened; at least I have my marked schedule, so I can fake the music. The story you are about to read is true, the memories have been changed to protect the idiot. That’s me.
Huzzah, I’m starting to write in the morning, late morning, but just before 11 AM. I’ll consider that a victory. If I can think of something to write about it will be another. Here’s a real victory, I made my plans with Mike to go to the New Bedford Folk Festival. We have missed the […]
Since I last blogged I’ve been to two concerts, therapy, and had adventures in phones and air conditioning. My life isn’t all that exciting but calling things adventures helps.
Kataklysm
I did make it out of the house, just in time, to see Kat Quinn at the Sidewalk café. I made it there in just an hour, that was exciting. Dan saved me a seat. This was Kat’s farewell show, she’s moving to LA. My usual joke is to say that it’s because she hates me, but as you’ll discover, that just won’t work today.
Yesterday I went to the Caramoor American Roots Festival. I always go but this year considered not going because I didn’t want to be out in the sun with my skin still recovering from last week’s burn. I didn’t want to go if it rained. I lucked out, the weather was just what I needed overcast.
