I am often tempted to start my blog with “Good Morning Campers!” Do you know why? I’m thinking of Tommy’s Holiday Camp. I’m hearing it in Keith Moon’s voice. That doesn’t explain why I feel the desire to start that way. The answer to that is that I’m a weirdo. Sometimes things are simpler than […]
Category: Live Music
Yesterday I had my best day in four months and it pretty much feels like the best day ever. I’m like a sailor on shore leave but instead of indulging in booze, women, and tattoos, I went for music, friends, and Thai food. Albeit the friend I spent the most time with is a woman, […]
Yesterday was the first streamed edition of John Platt’s On Your Radar. I was the one that suggested streaming to John and so I feel somewhat responsible for it, which leads to anxiety and self-doubt. A great load was taken off me when Rob Hinkal agreed to run the tech end. He’s great at that […]
My life is so boring now that I should do some creative writing. I did write a poem while in the bathroom at 6:30 AM. I’m surprised I remember that I wrote it; I forgot until this moment. I recorded it as a voice memo on my phone. I think this is the first time […]
Road Trip RUNAtic
Dateline Upper Darby: Last you heard I was on a bus to Philadelphia. I made it alive! I know that sounds like an epic achievement but please hold your applause until the end of the entry. LORi picked me at by 30th Street Station, we did a few shopping stops and headed back to her […]
I slept late yesterday and didn’t have time to write. Then I went out last night and didn’t get home until it was too late to write. Now I’m going out early today and don’t have time to write, yet I’m writing. This means I’m not going to write nearly as much as yesterday deserved. […]
Your Humble Diarist awoke from uneasy dreams to find himself transformed into a sleepy awake person. It was not the dreams; it was my usual combination of digestive and breathing issues. But one of the dreams was uneasy. I was Rodin’s Thinker, and somebody placed me in the bed, and I rolled on my side […]
Yesterday was the second Tuesday of the month and that means John Platt’s On Your Radar. I didn’t discover any new music, why? I’m knew all the performers, Robinson & Rohe, Mosa, and Fred Arcoleo. I have a commuting idiot story, I had to meet Carey before the show at Penn Station. That’s convenient as […]
Last night I went to see Diana Jones at Kathryn’s Space, my eighth concert in nine days. One of those was an all-day Irvington Folk Festival. That’s a lot of music, even for me. Good thing it was all great music. Luckily there were not too many conflicts, I could have seen TMBG last night, […]
Bye Bye Love
I traveled 43 miles by train yesterday. That seems short but it’s what the Google Maps summary says. I might be misinterpreting it. It was a peripatetic day. As most Fridays do it started with therapy, or more accurately getting to therapy. Yesterday that means walking half a mile and taking a bus half a […]
