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Two Nights of Times Square Umphrey's, Including a Birthday Show

2012-02-14T18:47:00.001-05:00

01.20

Jazz Odyssey > Booth Love > Rocker Part 2, Conduit > "Jimmy Stewart" > Conduit, Tribute to the Spinal Shaft > Passing > Utopian Fir

40's Theme, Der Bluten Kat > drums^ > All Night Long^ > Der Bluten Kat, The Linear > "Jimmy Stewart" > The Linear > Ringo

Divisions

The London Souls opened
^ with Jake on percussion

- JO was a bit heavy
- Booth Love had a great jam, very Floyd-ish at the end
- Heavy/bluesy jam in Rocker, with lots of hand signals from Jake
- Conduit had two or three sections to it, ending on a bit of a hip-hoppy vibe
- Happy Birthday to some guy before the Tribute ;)
- Really enjoyed the Tribute jam out of the breakdown, which had Joel on Rhodes and Jake repeating this riff; the band dropped out at some point to have Jake repeat on his own, before relaunching into a more dancey version of the same riff
- Photo: https://twitter.com/#!/Jwelsh8/status/160561075031511041
- Passing dissolved into Fir
- 40's Theme seemed a bit more patient than usual
- Photo: https://twitter.com/#!/Jwelsh8/status/160576419339051008 (Waful at the end of 40's)
- Der Bluten Kat was introduced as one of their earliest songs
- Photo: https://twitter.com/#!/Jwelsh8/status/160577810690347009 ("50 lighters!")
- Drums was really good, actually; not too long > All Night Long (could hear that coming pre-drums)
- Photo: https://twitter.com/#!/Jwelsh8/status/160580089929678849
- Second jam in DBK was one of my favorites of the night. Started a bit as a dancey Run Like Hell and then transitioned into this great Middle Eastern jam. Jake continued with the theme on slide and the drummers really drove the jam hard.
- The Linear was huge, at least I felt that way last night. Just great. Big and focused and heavy.
- Ringo was good, but nothing like the one from last year's Brooklyn Bowl.
- Divisions was cut from the second set and played as the encore. Strong version.
- Photo: https://twitter.com/#!/Jwelsh8/status/160594552149917699 ("All my thoughts divided.")
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01.21

Jazz Odyssey > Domino Theory > "Jimmy Stewart"* > Domino Theory, Intentions Clear > Voyager$ > White Man's Moccasins > Forks, August, Second Song > Puppet String

Miami Virtue > "Jimmy Stewart" > Glory, #Bridgeless > "Jimmy Stewart"* -> The Floor, Pay the Snucka, Hollywood Nights > Bridgeless

At Last$$, JaJunk

The London Souls opened

* with lyrics
$ first time played, Daft Punk
# with Bob tease
$$ first time played, Etta James, in tribute to her recent passing; with Jen Hartswick on vocals

- Jam out of Domino Theory was a bit of a 180 from the heavier focus of the song, taking more of a Yacht Rock vibe. Really enjoyable. The vocal stew that came out of the Jam had a bit of a different feel from the Yacht sound. Fans claim it was a repeat?
- Intentions Clear dissolved slowly with guitars and texture from Joel as the drums had a shuffling beat . . . before Daft Punk's Voyager emerged and took the room to another level. So much fun. And Waful was so on point with his lights.
- Still without a pause, White Man's Moccs appeared. And then out of White Man's, Forks emerged. As I have made known, I am a big fan of this new song. I love it's vibe and I think it fills a bit of a gap in UM's catalog (this linear song with a specific feel and atmosphere).
- Photo: https://twitter.com/#!/Jwelsh8/status/160921791290802176
- August had a little of pony goofing off before the known bass intro. This version of August featured a great rocking Stew. A rock riff, with the band breaking down a bit, Ryan picking up the riff on the bass, and then back into the jam.
- After band intros, UM covered TV on the Radio's Second Song for the second time. I wish the crowd was more into it, as I like this cover. Particularly the falsetto singing.
- Photo: https://twitter.com/#!/Jwelsh8/status/160925707709583360 (Waful painting the ceiling)
- Cut as the encore from the night before, Puppet String was an energetic closer
- Dominio opening the first, why not Miami for the second; really entertaining jam that featured some syncopation between Jake and BB, that turned "proggy and chunky" into a dance beat
- Maybe 20 minutes of Domino faded into a beautiful Glory -- so beautiful that after it was done, Ryan took to the mic and admitted to tears in his eyes, thanking Jake for the solo and song and the crowd for allowing UM to do what they do
- The Bridgeless > Stew > Floor section was really entertaining; the jam out of Bridgeless featured Jake scratching away on his strings and Joel laying on the Hammond, building to this thick funky jam; which then lead to the second lyrical Stewart from Brendan, that had a bit of a rap feel (and allowed for Kris to also jump in vocally); and then the segue into The Floor was incredibly smooth
- Pay the Snucka had a few moments of improv, small ones
- Hollywood Nights was great and rocking, almost felt like double-time (Bright Lights was cut before Nights); Jake was loving the vocal duties
- And of course the return to Bridgeless ended the show on a high note
- I always love when Jen Hartswick sits in with Umphrey's, and this was no different; a beautiful tribute to the recently passed Etta James
- JaJunk was a fun closer, with a small dancey jam; Jake was using his mic stands as a bow for his guitar and was playing with those sounds (he needs a real bow, I think)
- Photo: https://twitter.com/#!/Jwelsh8/status/160955451847098368 (Jake using his stand)
- Photo: https://twitter.com/#!/Jwelsh8/status/160958040630239232 (band thanking the crowd)

All in all, two wonderful shows from Umphrey's for the sold out crowd. They are firing on all cylinders right now, honestly. Showing patience where needed, communicating. Jams feel effortless. And just about any song can get blown wide open, which keeps things fresh and exciting. I had a wonderful time celebrating my birthday and Umphrey's birthday. Couldn't have asked for anything more . . .

2012 Winter Jazz Fest, Friday Night (01.06.12)

2012-02-14T18:42:00.003-05:00

I was not able to attend Jazz Fest last year, but I thoroughly enjoyed the event two years ago. So I was excited to go this year, even if it was only Friday.

Tickets (wristbands) were being distributed across the street from Le Poisson Rouge, and I headed to Kenny's Castways to start the evening off with a few songs from Ben Allison, backed by Jenny Scheinman on violin and Steve Cardenas on guitar. I really like Ben's playing, and, well, I love just about everything Jenny does. So it was a good way to start . . . After two tracks (Fred and Roll Credits), I headed across the street for some solo Medeski.

When I got there, it was certainly avant garde, solo piano. High paced for the most part. But then he started playing this didgeridoo-like think while playing the piano. He could control the pitch by sliding his hand along the length of the instrument. He then stood up, and started playing while he paced the stage, including moments where he lifted his foot to close off the end of the instrument. That section actually had more melody and structure than his previous piano work. Really quite interesting.

The ending, though, featured some more out there piano work that finally slowed down . . . to the point that he was playing the strings of the piano (there must be a term for this). The then took to what I think was a harmonium and placed that on the strings and started to get it going. Then, he took out his melodica. So he had the harmonium droning, the melodica, and the low end of the piano. Really something to see and hear.

(Before settling in for Medeski, I did grab a pint of Spontaneous Combustion, Six Point's brew for the Jazz Fest. Smokey, slightly sweet. An interesting beer. Happy I tried it . . . )

As soon as John was done, I worked my way closer with my sister and settled in for the next few hours. Up next was the Nels Cline Singers, featuring Nels, Y. Honda on keyboards, Trevor Dunn on bass (whom I have seen with Zorn's dreamers), and Scott Amendola. What I know of the Singers, I was prepared for some more avant garde playing. But to be honest, there was enough . . . structure? that it held my attention. My favorites were the more mellow B86/Inkblot Nebula, the nod to Sonic Youth Thurston County, and whatever the last song was that seemed to channel Bitches Brew and Eddie Hazel. Honda was a bit tough to hear, but Trevor and Scott were such an amazing rhythm section.

Up next was my second dose of Jenny Scheinman with her band Mischief & Mayhem. Cline and Dunn stayed put, and Jim Black was on drums. I moved even closer, leaning against the stage under Nels' guitar. Their set was really quite wonderful. As I have already mentioned, I am a fan of Jenny's music, regardless of the other musicians. I was able to see her with Frisell just a few weeks ago at the Vanguard, and was blown away. This time around, she was in a more of a leader. Although, I must say that it seemed like Nels took more of a leading role this time around compared to the few other times I had seen them together. Which isn't a bad thing -- he seemed to push Jenny a bit and she more than stepped up, being a bit more demonstrative in her playing. (The setlist was something along the lines of: Junius Elektra, A Ride with Polly Jean, Blues for the Double V, July 4th in 3/4 > Ali Farka Touche, ???, The Mite). I really enjoyed the middle eastern sounding Ali Farka Touche, which will be on their upcoming album to be released in March. And The Mite almost seemed like a carry over from Nels Cline Singers -- just that heavy and disjointed.

Up til that point the music was more than worth it. So the rest was just extra. Steve Bernstein's MTO was next to play the music of Sly & the Family Stone. It was similar to the set that I saw last year (with the Darcy James Argue double bill). It was fun, but a bit loose and not as impressive as the other sets. I did like having Medeski sit in as a guest right in front of me. (The band also included Dean Bowman on vocals and Peter Apfelbaum on sax, among others.)

As I was leaving, my friend Richard suggested I head back to Kenny's Castaways to see some of Rudresh Mahanthappa. Part of going to a festival is deciding between music you know that you will enjoy, and new artists. Thankfully, I had a push to check out something new. And I am so happy I did. Rudresh plays alto sax in this great, energetic fashion, with some blistering runs. Backed by a guitar, bass, and drums, the music hinted to his Indian heritage. (In doing some research today, I have found out that he has released music with Vijay Iyer. I would love to see that collaboration.) It was after midnight, and Kenny's was packed for Rudresh -- gotta love music fans in New York. After about three or four songs perched on the stairs, I headed over to The Bitter End for just a bit of Burnt Sugar, a "collective" that I hadn't seen for about four or five years.

Tiring out and hungry, I finished the night with a Minetta Tavern burger.

Noam and Friends, 12.15.11

2011-12-17T13:05:00.001-05:00

Progressive bluegrass. Nu-grass. Country. Americana. All of the above? No matter the labels, there is something about "that" music that I can not get enough of, especially in a live setting. It isn't a type of music I listen to every day, or even every week, but when I do it never hesitates to put a smile on my face. And in a live setting, the smile is often accompanied with my jaw on the floor.

I tend to define this family of music in a pretty broad spectrum, and it has been with me for quite some time. David Grisman's music does it for me, ever since those first few times seeing him over 15 years ago. The time I got to see Bela, Edgar Meyer, and Mike Marshall in Columbus -- the show moved me so much that one of the featured songs became our wedding song. Playing Strength In Numbers only CD on repeat, over and over. Bela and Edgar bringing the rain at the first Bonnaroo. Two of my favorite shows from this year, Alison Krauss and Gillian Welch, could even be thrown in there. And then those wonderful collaborations between Yo-Yo Ma and these musicians, most recently the Goat Rodeo Sessions with Edgar, Chris Thile, and Stuart Duncan. And speaking of Thile, this love of mine has grown to include the Punch Brothers and what sounds to my ears to be "baroque bluegrass."

This past year, the Brothers' banjoist Noam Pikelny released his second solo record, Beat the Devil & Carry a Rail. And it has lived up to all expectations -- from great guests to wonderful originals and new takes on traditional songs. When I saw that he was playing some intimate shows at the Rockwood Music Hall, I didn't want to get shut out. So I got a pair for last night's early set, which started at eight. We walked in about 8:10 and the band was wrapping up the opening track off of the album, "Jim Thompson's Horse." Now, this was my first time to Rockwood, and it is quite the small space. I should say that there seem to be two venues, or rooms, at Rockwood. (It is a bit odd, as it seems to be in the first floor of a more contemporary building, although the interior is made to look a bit old. Thank god it wasn't made into a bank or another drug store.) By the time we arrived, the venue was simply packed, and we never made it past the small set of stairs that led to the "floor."

Along with Noam, the band consisted of two of his Punch Brothers bandmates, Gabe Witcher on fiddle and vocals along with Chris Eldridge on guitar (and one vocal). Jesse Cobb was on mandolin and "genre" stalwart Mark Schatz was on bass. And guesting on vocals as well as some guitar was the lovely singer Aoife O'Donovan (who I was recently turned on to through the above-mentioned Goat Rodeo Sessions; it was a treat to hear her in person, especially on her original songs). All of the musicians were rather incredible. I am not familiar with Jesse Cobb, but I would like to be as his mandolin playing was top-notch. Gabe stood out quite a bit to my ears -- such effortless fiddle playing (and a good singer as well). The band moved through songs off of the album as well as a few well-placed standards (Buck Owens, for one). They even got Chris Eldridge to sing a song of his father's, the banjo player for the bluegrass band Seldom Scene. (Chris also shown playing Jerry Douglas's parts from "Boathouse on the Lullwater.") One of the highlights of the night was the Irish-sounding Milford's Reel, as the band handed off solo from one to the other.

Throughout the night, Noam was affable and funny, mixing great little commentary between the songs. And the humor only grew with the first encore, when he invited out Steve Martin for the duet "Cluck Old Hen." Now, I knew Steve was on the album, but it never occurred to me that he would show up. But there he was, cracking jokes ("Congratulations on selling out Madison Square, I mean, Rockwood Hall." "The show really was great. Now it is only going to get worse."), before launching into a tight and well played song. Such a great treat! After the song, Steve left the stage and the rest of the band came up and closed gathered around
one mic.

All in all, a wonderful night. We left smiling, as it was just what we needed that Thursday night. And we also wanted to figure out what might be next in that intimate space for us . . . It certainly won't be the last time we go to Rockwood. I am quite excited for the next time I see Noam -- maybe it will be with the Punch Brothers. Maybe it will be with Goat Rodeo after Aoife invites him on stage as he asked last night. No matter where or when, I know it will be music to fill me with joy.

#MMJatMSG

2011-12-15T10:42:00.000-05:00

My ears are still ringing a bit from last night's My Morning Jacket concert at MSG.

To be quite frank, I thought the show started off rather "standard." I had decided to go a bit spur-of-the-moment, as a friend had an extra; so for a bit I was sitting alone up to the right of the stage. The sound was a bit fuzzy probably due to the volume, and I just wasn't feeling it. I really love Victory Dance, but it just seemed to be slightly one-note for the next few songs. (Needless to say, I was not as excited as Aaron was following his Tweets.)

But somewhere around Steam Engine or Out of My System, I took a walk, met my friend, and joined him and his wife in Section 2 just off the floor in the back. The sound improved, I was around friends, and the band seemed to pick up speed (to my ears). Dancefloors really marked when the show took off for me -- loved the Magheeta, wish I could have heard Bryan Jackson on flute for Dondante, and the closing five songs were just about perfect and set me into another level (Smokin From Shootin, Run Thru, Touch Me I'm Going To Scream Pt. 2, Off The Record, Gideon).

I like the lyrics to Bermuda Highway, so that was nice to hear for an encore, just Yim and an acoustic. As soon as I started to hear Bottle, by Gil Scott Heron, I became the most animated fan in Section 2. And this time, you could hear Jackson on flute (along with the horn section)! I had last listened to the song after hearing of Gil's passing a few months ago, but I recognized it almost immediately. (On the way home, I realized he played on Gil's original studio version, which made the event even cooler). Black Metal > Holiday was the perfect way to end the night (I'll Be Home for Christmas was so-so musically, but a fun walk-out).

All in all, a great night, and I am quite happy I went. The show had a nice arc for me, and I actually don't mind the slow start as it made the end even that much better. Seeing MMJ fill MSG with their music would not have been expected when I saw them at a small venue called Rosebud in Pittsburgh over eight years ago. But fill it they did.

The Sea and Cake Breezing Through the Bowery

2011-11-10T00:37:00.003-05:00

Superb, as my friend Aaron described last night. The Sea and Cake put on a great show, as to be expected, last evening at the Bowery Ballroom. This was my fourth time seeing the band out of Chicago, and each time I think I enjoy listening -- and watching -- and more.

With quite a bit of variety to their setlist (only three songs off of the new album), I love that they were able to dip back and play songs off of, what, eight albums? As I mentioned, they are a band which is fun to watch, as each member of the band are characters. From Sam singing with his eyes closed, focused. Archer, the "professor," making odd little faces as he rips off these great little riffs. John McIntire, attacking the drums with this measured chaos. And then the bassist holding it down, almost separate from the other three. It was great to see them in a place as intimate as the Bowery, where you can notice these types of things (as well as get the negative, like the incredibly annoying screamer in the left-hand balcony).

They are a band I could listen to every day of my life.

I grabbed a setlist off of Archer's case:

Weekend (Car Alarm)
On a Letter (Car Alarm)
The Staircase (Car Alarm)
Window Sills (Car Alarm)
Middlenight (Everybody)
Afternoon Speaker (Oui)
Up On the North Shore (Moonlight Butterfly)
Midtown (Oui)
Exact To Me (Everybody)
Crossing Line (Everybody)
A Fuller Moon (Car Alarm)
Inn Keeping (Midnight Butterfly)
The Argument (Fawn)
Leeora (Biz)

An Echo In (Glass)
Lyric (Midnight Butterfly)
Parasol (Nassau)

instrumental (?; not on the setlist)

I should add that Brokeback was a great opener, sounding slightly as if Tortoise was tackling Ribot or Zorn. Really enjoyed them.

David Byrne, Bogata, and Change (Street Sense)

2011-11-01T13:31:00.003-04:00

http://www.street-sense.org/streettalk/2011/10/31/david-byrne-bogata-and-change.html

Memories of a Camping Palace

2011-10-28T18:51:00.000-04:00

The other day I got to thinking "Where would I rather be, if I wasn't here?"

I was transported to a state park in Pennsylvania, probably Clear Creek. Yesterday's weather - a bit chilly, damp - kept pulling me back to memories of camping. These were memories captured by all five senses. From the smell of the fires and the wet leaves, to the chill in the air, seeing one's breath, the specific touch of the plastic mattresses on the bunk beds when you reached out from your sleeping bag, the taste of water from a bota bag, that great taste of "gorp" (peanuts, M&Ms, and raisins) . . .

It makes me nostalgic, longing.

And thankful for those amazing experiences, so early in life, that I can now carry with me to call back on when needed.

Street Sense (new contributor)

2011-10-27T18:08:00.001-04:00

I just wanted to let you know that I will be starting to contribute to Street Sense, a (traditional) urban-focused blog that two old co-workers started. Joe graciously allowed me to start writing, and I have started this week.

http://www.street-sense.org/streettalk/2011/10/26/design-for-the-other-90-cities.html

I realize my vow to post once a day over here hasn't worked too well. Hopefully my contributions to Street Sense will be more consistent.

Thanks!

An Evening With . . . Gillian Welch and David Rawlings

2011-10-23T13:57:00.003-04:00

On the closing day of Bonnaroo 2004, Laura and I decided to split up and see different acts. I went off to see Yo La Tengo and she went to Gillian Welch. When we met back up again, both of us couldn't have been happier. YLT put on a great set, closing with an energetic cover of Sun Ra's "Nuclear War" -- I was of the opinion that it couldn't have been topped. L, on the other hand, came back raving about Gillian and her set. After last night's sold out show at the Beacon, I can see where she might have had a point.

Gillian (and David) are touring in support of her first new album in eight years, The Harrow & The Harvest. I had really enjoyed what I had heard of the album, feeling it was quite well rounded. I was looking forward to hearing her live take on the new music as well as hearing select older songs that have stuck with me ("Red Clay Halo," "Look at Miss Ohio," "I Want to Sing that Rock and Roll," "Revelator").

Although they had played the Beacon on a number of occasions, she told the crowd, last night was their first "An Evening With . . . " And it was most certainly "an evening with." Upon taking our seats, I first noticed how sparse the stage was. A square carpet, with a small table in the back for water. And just four mics -- two vocal and two for instruments. That was it (except for what later turned out to be a mic off to the right of the carpet). Having seen how packed the stage is for, say, the Allman's, this was a unique sight.

They took the stage a bit after eight (the crowd seemed to be late arrivals, maybe expecting an opener). Gillian walked out carrying a banjo and her acoustic (no pick-ups), and David came out with his smaller arch top guitar and a small . . . amp? Not sure what the small box was that he placed on the table. They opened up the show with "Tear My Stillhouse Down," off of her album Revival, setting the tone for the evening. I actually did not realize it would be a two-set show until she announced that they would be taking a break after the set-closing "The Way It Goes" off of her new album (a song that I hear on WFUV almost every day; it really is a great song). Between the opening and closing, the set featured a good mix of old and new material, including "I Want to Sing That Rock and Roll" that featured a nice solo from David, getting all R&R on the crowd.

They returned after a short break. At some point in the second set, Gillian told the crowd that she really likes second sets, as we have gotten to know each other. This became quite evident, as they were a lot looser and open with their playing. Including a long and jammy "Revelator," with David just going off at least three times. While I can't remember the song, there was a sweet little number in which David played banjo, sharing a mic with Gillian; and between verses, Gillian stepped off the square and did a little soft shoe in front of the mic that was laying on the stage. Loved it.

Other than "Revelator," the highlight of the evening for me had to be when David sang his song "I Hear Them All" (off of David Rawlings Machine's A Friend of a Friend, from 2009). It seamlessly segued into a full version of Pete Seeger's "This Land Is Your Land." I had goosebumps as the crowd joined in on the chorus; knowing Pete was in town for OWS, it was just enough of a nod to what's going on right now. ("As I was walkin' - I saw a sign there / And that sign said - no tress passin' / But on the other side .... it didn't say nothin!" got a huge roar from the crowd, which was a decent mix of old well-to-do NY liberals, younger hipsters, and music fans. All incredibly respectful and quiet, which was lovely to see.) The second set closed with a rousing "Caleb Myer."

They came out for two encores, including one I was hoping for, "Look at Miss Ohio." But the last song of the night was a bit of a surprise, a cover of Jefferson Airplane's "White Rabbit." Done perfectly, I might add.

A few months ago I had seen Alison Krauss and Union Station at the Beacon, and I didn't think it could have been beat for musicianship, intimacy, and genius of music. Well, last night's show with Gillian and David came close -- playing similar music, similar instrumentation, but with their own flair, depth, and sound. I'm so happy I was in the crowd last night with L, rather than at a venue across town . . .

Edit:
Here is the setlist, courtesy of Gillian (@gillianwelch)

US vs Ecuador, In Person

2011-10-12T15:50:00.000-04:00

Ugh, that was frustrating. The first National team game I get to see in person and the team just didn't look solid. It was fun to be *at* the game, but the game itself was sloppy.

Here are some quick thoughts:

- A lot of noisy Ecuadorians were there in their bright yellow; they would cheer whenever their player moved forward with the ball.
- #7 in the yellow was a cock the whole game.
- I was really impressed with Chandler and Gooch; the only real bright spots on the field (other than Howard). Great to see Gooch with a step, and Chandler was making runs and defending as he should.
- Beckerman was annoying me; he is a liability. And don't know who is worse/better, Spector or Williams. Edu kept slipping.
- While I want to like Altidore, he can't do anything receiving the ball every damn time with his back to the goal.
- Bradley brought a spark to the game, imo. He runs, which can't be said for everyone. Good on offense, gets back on D. Same can be said for Shea; I have liked him since his first game under JK.
- I want to like Aquadelo and Buddle; just need to find reason to.
- Beasley, while not running his tail off, seemed to be in the right place at the right time. Comes with experience.

Autumn

2011-10-03T13:42:00.000-04:00

Camping
Soccer (running out to Eye of the Tiger)
Friday Night Football (we were terrible; the soccer team scored more points, but we still went)
The Smell of Burning Wood
Sweaters
Hot Chocolate
Pumpkins
Cider

Frequency

2011-09-30T18:01:00.000-04:00

Hello reader(s).

Starting today, I will attempt to blog at least once a day. I hope. I think I could stand to have more of a schedule in my life along with an outlet for thoughts.

Last weekend, I traveled back to Moon Township with my sister to celebrate our father's birthday. (Part of the celebration was watching Notre Dame hold on against Pitt at Heinz Field.) Any time I travel back to Pittsburgh I can't help but feel a bit of What If? mixed in with general missing and rem-in-issing. What if we stayed? What if we had bought a house? I try not to let myself linger on those questions too long as they simply aren't . . . helpful or healthy.

But I do allow myself to miss. Like I posted months ago (Missing), there are places I miss, restaurants, streets I imagine in my mind. And then there is a general feeling of the City, ideas that aren't as concrete as a CD store. A way of looking at one's life, a speed, rhythm, values. Those qualities all feel so different from those in New York. There really isn't a right and wrong, but there are feelings that can't be ignored.

So, what's next? We shall see. Just wanted to start this off . . .

Brooklyn Bowl, Night Three

2011-09-09T12:28:00.003-04:00

Thu, Sep 8th, 2011
Brooklyn Bowl, Brooklyn, New York

Set One
Nipple Trix > Booth Love*$ > Miss Tinkle's Overture, Morning Song, Room to Breathe, Tribute to the Spinal Shaft, Mantis Ghetts > Live and Let Die

Set Two
Red Tape$ > "Jimmy Stewart" > Puppet String, Ocean Billy$ > Gulf Stream, The Bottom Half > "Jimmy Stewart"** > The Bottom Half, Shine On You Crazy Diamond

Encore
The Joker^, Hangover^^

Notes
* with One Nation Under a Groove jam
$ unfinished
** with lyrics
^ first time played, Steve Miller; with Biz Markie on vocals and Steve Molitz on keys
^^ with Steve Molitz on keys

Pic
Red Tape. Blue lights. http://twitpic.com/6i2sp6

My quick thoughts . . . Nipple Trix is a great way to open the show, and the Booth Love had a nice jam to it (including the P-Funk). Thinkle's was standard rage. The Morning Song/Room to Breathe combo worked alright, although both have a smiliar stand-alone feel. Tribute had the jam of the first set, that is for sure; about ten minutes alone, it is a must-hear. The Mantis Ghetts was a perfect follow up, grooving the crowd after the facemelt. And then the cover to close was fun.

The "Stewart" of the week so far, if you ask me, was the Red Tape. Expected? Maybe. But still perfect . . . and I liked the Puppet String coming out. Ocean Billy had some jam that seemed unique to my ears, and count me as a fan of Gulf Stream. Groovey, positive and I like the love Jake shows to the fans. But that's me. The "Jimmy" in The Bottom Half was short but good to hear. Shine seemed to have a drawn out beginning, or maybe it just felt that way. As a friend said this morning, that needs to get blown open.

The encore? Awe-some. Biz Markie? Seriously? I mean, I had heard it might be a possibility. But I still didn't get my hopes up. And he nailed The Joker, and Steve Molitz definitely Molitz-ified the Hangover to success.

More fun than night two, thinking about it. Not sure if it beats night one musically. Once again, Joel was all over the show if you ask me. Maybe MVP of the run so far?

Brooklyn Bowl, Night Two

2011-09-08T12:55:00.002-04:00

Wed, Sep 7th, 2011
Brooklyn Bowl, Brooklyn, New York

Set One
Catshot* > Wife Soup, Sociable Jimmy > Forks, Go to Hell, Wappy Sprayberry > I've Got a Feeling, Cemetery Walk

Set Two
Cemetery Walk II$, Resolution$$ > Hajimemashite, Miami Virtue**, JaJunk, Andy's Last Beer, Plunger > I'm On Fire > Plunger

Encore 1
The Fussy Dutchman > Waiting Room

Encore 2
The Song Remains the Same%

Notes
* repeated Jazz Odyssey named by fan
$ with Demolition Man jam
$$ with Roundabout teases
** first time played, original
% played for Brooklyn Bowl owner Pete Shapiro, who requested "Led Zeppelin" for his birthday

Pic
@jwelsh8: Yah. Miami Virtue live was a success. Killed it. The visuals . . . @jeffersonwaful #umphreys http://twitpic.com/6hmrmp

Fun show last night. Maybe not the flow of the night before, but there were certainly some highlights. Quite liked the jam in Sociable Jimmy along with my first live Forks. Wappy Sprayberry had a nice jam into the Beatles song. Fun to end set one with Cemetery Walk I, and open the second with II.

The song of the night had to be the Resolution. Resolution > jam > Resolution > jam (lots of keys) > jam > Haji . . . Well done. I think the Miami Virtue debut was well played; that song is going to be a monster. JaJunk was nice and fierce.

And you can't go wrong with the double encore.

S2 and Night Three coming up!

Brookyn Bowl, Night One

2011-09-07T13:32:00.000-04:00

Some quick thoughts.

Really great show last night, wonderful way to kick it off. Lots of rock and some really nice jams.

Tue, Sep 6th, 2011
Brooklyn Bowl, Brooklyn, New York

Set One
Bright Lights, Ringo > Spires > Ringo, Hourglass, Making Flippy Floppy > White Man's Moccasins, Domino Theory*

Set Two
Not Fade Away^**> Glory^, 40's Theme, Out of Order > The Triple Wide > The Floor, The Linear -> Phil's Farm

Encore
No Comment -> 2nd Self

Notes
* first time played, original
^ with Bob Weir
** first time played, Buddy Holly

Pics
Bright lights, big city, small stage @jeffersonwaful #umphreys http://twitpic.com/6h53fe
The Lighting . . . http://twitpic.com/6h5il0
. . . The Designer http://twitpic.com/6h5ixa

Bright Lights > dance jam > rock jam
Ringo had a jam that sounded like Show Biz Kids to my ears
Making Flippy Floppy had a wonderful dark and percussive jam
Domino Theory was tight for a debut
Not Fade Away was fun, and had a little jam (lots of Joel on organ); huge ovation from the crowd
Glory was short and sweet :)
OoO > 3x > Floor was a great run
The Linear was great, and the Phil's Farm had a huge bounce-back jam in it
(Gonna have to relisten for those Divisions teases that were mentioned)

Three more nights!

Bon Iver, August 9th, 2011

2011-08-12T18:53:00.001-04:00

In his new song "Holocene," Bon Iver sings " . . . and at once I knew I was not magnificent." From the yells and exclamations between songs from the sold out United Palace Theatre on August 9th, I have a feeling that a majority of the 3,293 fans in attendance would beg to differ. From the opening notes of "Perth," the first song on the new album, to "Skinny Love" (kept the fan favorite for the end), the audience was attentitve to the point of silence during the run of songs -- and boisturous with their appreciation in between.

Over the course of the night, Justin Vernon and his supporting eight musicians showed that Bon Iver was a full band, not just a pseudonym for an acoustic guitar-playing woodsman. The nine-piece started things off by playing the first four songs off his new album Bon Iver, Bon Iver in a row. One way to emphasize a new release. With these four songs, they worked to create waves of music to help carry Justin's falsetto. Violins, guitars, keyboards, percussion, a full horn section. All used to layer these wonderfully full sheets of sound. The set really took off with Rob Moose's violin solo in Hinnom, TX, leading to the segue into Wash. This was followed up by the intense Blood Bank (off of the EP of the same name) and then a wonderfully playful Bjork cover, Who Is It. I am not familiar with the origina, but I really like how Justin sang the song ("Who IS it? Never let you down."), accompanied by beat-boxing, violins, and keyboards. (YouTube, from a few days before.) The set closed with a moving For Emma.

I knew we would probably get the 80s-laden Beth/Rest as an encore -- I didn't mind it, although I can't speak for everyone in attendance. I certainly don't think it is a bad thing to be compared to Howard Jones or Phil Collins. Before Wolves began, Justin asked the crowd to sing along with the chorus, and just before ending, scream as loud as you can. The singing was much more successful, with the crowd repeating "What might have been lost . . ." over and over. The screaming quickly turned into applause though. This was followed up by Skinny Love, with Justing playing a beautiful (old?) guitar and the other eight musicians standing behind him, clapping and stomping in unison (a la the Colbert performance).

While I wish I would have had the chance to have seen Justin in a more intimate setting, just him and guitar (well, other than that one time I saw him create a soundtrack for a silent movie), I really enjoyed how the nine musicians on stage were able to create a rich atmosphere of music to accompany Justin's voice. Similar to how Sam Beam approached his last Iron & Wine album, adding horns and extra instrumentation to his sparse music, Justin worked to make his music richer without losing its inherent quality. While Sam's choice seemed to lean a bit more R&B and soul, Justin's has been a natural progression from his earlier, simpler and haunting songs.

One Set:
Perth
Minnesota, WI
Holocene
Towers
Beach Baby
Hinnom, TX
Wash.
Blood Bank
Who Is It [Björk]
Michicant
Re: Stacks
Flume
Calgary
For Emma

Encore:
Beth/Rest
Wolves (Act I and II)
Skinny Love

(Thanks to brooklynvegan for the setlist; here are their photos and review from the show: link.)

An Angel at The Beacon

2011-08-04T18:11:00.001-04:00

Amazing. Truly.

Sitting in the front row of the balcony at The Beacon on Tuesday night, L and I were witness to a wonderful concert by Alison Krauss and Union Station. A great mix of songs, from her angelic numbers -- both old and new -- to follow-the-leader instrumental breakdowns. The setlist also included some Oh Brother highlights as well as Dan Tyminski-led stories, featuring his wonderful voice (L was so happy when she heard Jerry's opening notes to The Boy Who Wouldn't Sow Corn). There was even a mini solo set from Jerry Douglas, his dobro filling that beautiful space. From our seats, the instruments were quite clear (although the vocals needed a few songs to get up to speed).

The encore featured a few numbers of Alison and various combinations of Union Station all gathered around one mic -- a nice treat, harkening back to the roots of bluegrass with unamplified instruments and voices singing as a collective.

Angelic voices . . .

Edit: The New York Times review of the show.

The Drink Was Pink

2011-07-18T17:50:00.000-04:00

We went to the free Pink Martini concert at Summerstage in Central Park last night, and had a great time. Always great when you are pleasantly surprised and your expectations were blown out of the water.

A close friend from High School came up from DC to go to the show; she had seen them a few times and didn't have a bad thing to say about their shows (in all sense of the word). They have this mix of classical/lounge/swing/cabaret/musical. Hard to describe, lol, but all the musicians were all very good, and the singers were quite enjoyable (some woman named Storm Large was quite a sight; Ari Shapiro from NPR was surprisingly suave and good; NY "icon" Joey Arias came out for the encore).

Wonderful Sunday night here in the City.

Quick Thoughts on the US vs Mexico Game

2011-06-27T11:30:00.002-04:00

(Hey all. I am going to try and post more. Stay tuned . . . )

Really frustrating game. To go up 2-nil over the Mexicans *should* have been enough, but that back line just failed along with the midfield in defending the quick breaks and through-balls. I think the killer was losing Cherundolo so early in the game almost doomed the US. He was one of the best players in the whole tournament, if you asked me. Strong on defense, making great runs up the side. To lose him and then have Bornstein come in weakened the already questionable D (Goodson is clumsy and awkward, just tall; Bocanegra is a good captain and leader, but does not have the speed; Lichaj is lacking experience; Bornstein is not good).

Bradley, even though he scored the first goal, wasn't too strong on D after having a really good tournament. And things were working between Dempsey and Donovan after they switched positions; it is easy for Landon to get lost during the run of the game.

The highlight had to be the return of Freddy Adu, if you ask me. Able to possess the ball, make plays, great vision, take direct kicks. He provides a spark on offense that I don't remember the US ever really having.

Missing

2011-05-08T16:50:00.000-04:00

Tessaro's
Fat Head's
Eleven
Paul's
Dave & Andy's
Si Senor (in the USX Tower)
Whole Foods on Centre
115 Tory Road
The Strip
The Gulf Tower
Shadyside, Friendship, Squirrel Hill, Regent Square . . .
The Foundary (RIP)
Graffiti (RIP)

Just one of those moods.

Alive

2011-04-07T12:58:00.001-04:00

Hello all.

I am sorry for the long delay between posts. I fully intended to post photos from my trip to Ukraine . . . and I haven't even uploaded them yet. This semester -- these past four months -- have really gotten away from me.

I am alive. Trying to stay focused and together. The last week before our final presentation, followed by another project and preparing two publications. I can slowly start to see the light in the tunnel, but just barely. All I know is that I am currently *in* the tunnel.

Thanks to everyone for their support. Almost there.

Still Smiling: Umphrey's in Times Square Last Night

2011-01-29T13:52:00.000-05:00

Really great show last night. The Sold Out crowd was excited from the get go, and brought some great energy to the room (after a few years, it was wonderful for UM to sell out the Nokia/Best Buy).

After a relatively short Nemo, the rest of the first set had highlights in each song. Great dancey jam in Wappy, of course, segueing into my first live Wellwishers. Huge jam in 2x2, with a great solo from BB; Nothing Too Fancy also featured a really strong Brendan solo (MVP of the first set). I was hoping for a Hajimemashite and the mash-up with Bittersweet Symphony was a treat. The closing Rocker (II) was big and rocking.

I loved the second set, taking off from the Glory back into Plunger. First live Mantis Ghetts was a treat; I think they could really pull this one out and take it places. The Roundabout was really tight; nailed. The jam of the night was the In the Kitchen. Thick, funky goodness. I found out it was based around a theme written by Kris a few years ago; there is this great jazzy riff that they return to, mixed up with a great danceable jam (without being untzy). The expected return to N2F had a nice drawn out beginning. The intro to the closing The Floor featured a drawn out Middle Eastern-sounding Taurus jam. Bridgeless as an encore always brings the energy.

All in all, a great night. It was too long since UM was here in New York, and the crowd let the band know they shouldn't have to wait too long. And, well, the band is back Monday night. Brooklyn Bowl was announced from the stage last night, went on sale today at Noon, and sold out already. Should be great!

Blizzard of January 26, 2001

2011-01-27T21:28:00.002-05:00

Last night, well, this morning, a small group of us were in studio too late too early into the semester. We were working on a presentation -- that was eventually cancelled -- for a small research seminar. We had watched the snow come down all day from safely inside Avery Hall, and as each hour clicked by, we all had a sinking feeling that: 1, it would be hard to get home in the middle of the early morning; and 2, there was a good chance of the meeting getting cancelled. We were right on both accounts.

After realizing that bus service was suspended, I tried to catch a cab. Thankfully, that did not take too long -- what took long was the actual commute, which ended up being about an hour long and included me getting out of the car to push and dig out the tires on more than one occasion. But I made it home . . .

These photos were taken as I walked from Avery Hall to Broadway to start my little adventure. Enjoy!

Songs for the Stranded

2011-01-26T14:15:00.001-05:00

I was asked by a good friend to compile a list of my Top Ten deserted island songs. She knew this would be hard for me, so I thought that maybe as I think about it, I can post ten with the date and time. So as it changes, I can adjust accordingly.

January 26th, 2:13 pm

Buildings and Bridges, Ani DiFranco
Coyote, Joni Mitchell
Foolish Heart, Grateful Dead
Jane of the Waking Universe, Guided By Voices
A Love Supreme (complete piece), John Coltrane
Part I (The Koln Concert), Keith Jarrett
Rebubula, moe.
Space Wrangler, Widespread Panic
Stage Fright, The Band
Untrustable, Built to Spill

Thursday Night Big Band Jazz

2011-01-08T18:10:00.000-05:00

I just wanted to share some quick thoughts about the great show the other night. The New York Jazz organization Search & Restore hosted a celebration of reaching their fund raising goal. Things started off with an eight-piece from Richmond, Fight the Big Bull, who had shared a bill with Darcy James Argue's Secret Society the night before in DC. Bass, drums, guitar, horn section. Their music had this great pace to it, droning almost, building to some great peaks (reminded me a bit bands like Mogwai, in a way). They closed their set with a cover of "The Night They Drove Old Dixie Down" as a tribute to their hometown.

After a setbreak filled with The Band, Darcy James Argue's Secret Society was up next. I should say Grammy-nominated Secret Society. They were coming off their first trip to DC the night before, including an early evening set from the Kennedy Center (it was streamed online). The setlist was as follows:

Xeno, Phobos, Dymaxion, Induction Effect, Obsidian Flow, Transit

Xeno seemed slightly off, for just a few moments, but after that, the set was great. Tight, energetic, focused. Each time I see Darcy and his group I am more and more impressed. There were a few new members (I learned that trumpeter Ingrid Jensen is teaching somewhere, thanks to Steve Bernstein; there was a new pianist; and Monica Von Kleist was not on woodwinds). As usual, Darcy was chatty; he sure loves his stories behind the titles, lol. Although, they sure fit the music.

Steve Bernstein's Millennial Territory Orchestra closed the night with a set of Sly and the Family Stone related songs. Bernestein started the set talking about his difficulties leading up to the show -- maybe as a disclaimer, maybe to get it off his chest. One of those included the fact that they wouldn't have too much time to play (not sure how accurate that was). So for how enjoyable the set was, it never seemed to take off as completely as I am sure it could have. I was quite impressed with the players on stage, having never seen MTO before, as well as the guests. Steven Bernstein was on leadership, trumpet, slide trumpet; Clark Gayton on trombone; Charles Burnham on violin (loved his work); Doug Wieselman on clarinet and tenor saxophone; Trey Band alum Peter Apfelbaum on saxophones as well as Erik Lawrence on saxophones; Matt Munisteri on guitar; and Ben Allison on bass (big fan). The guests included Kenny Wollensen on drums, Uri Caine on keys, Dean Bowman on vocals, and Ollabelle member Fiona McBain on vocals.

Things started out with Stand! with Bowman singing; the set then included McBain on a beautiful Que Sera Sera and a wonderfully reworked Everyday People. Dean sang a few songs I didn't recognize, I will admit (there was no Thank You 4 or I Wanna Take You Higher, I don't think).

All in all, a great night. I would go back to Littlefield again. Pretty much a warehouse, but intimate, good beer . . .

Quick Thoughts on Phish Last Night

2011-01-02T19:28:00.000-05:00

I hadn't seen a show in 2010 due to being at school and just a bit busier than 2009 all around. So last night was my first show since the MSG run in 2009. And I had a blast. Sure, there wasn't too much exploring going on, but it was more about song selection for me last night. I was happy with just about every song that was played except for maybe Twist (which ended up being alright, slightly boring). My Soul was a great opener, giving Laura some of the blues she loves; Tube brought the funk. I am a huge Runaway Jim fan and was hoping I would get that one (along with Guelah and Crosseyed). The pause during Divided was deafening, eliciting a great smile from Trey. What else . . . Walk Away was a treat and Reba got as pretty as I hoped it would.

For the second set, I was hoping the Crosseyed went a bit more out there, but it was good to hear. And as everyone has already mentioned, the Simple turned out to be quite a strong version, including the "song" at the end. Sneakin > Makisupa was quite fun. And the Bowie was a bit messed up at the beginning, to my ears, and ended the set a tad early.

All in all, quite a fun night. Really happy I went, and thanks to Scotty B for letting me know about the re-release and Phil N. for getting an extra pair.

The End of 2010

2010-12-31T21:38:00.000-05:00

I just wanted to take a quick moment to Thank my readers for bearing with me throughout 2010 (and stretching back to 2009). 2009 was not really a good year for me, as some of you know. 2010 was better -- I found work with my friend Nick, and I was admitted to Columbia's Graduate School of Architecture Planning and Preservation, so that I can work toward my Masters of Science in Architecture and Urban Design. Quite a mouthful, huh? And as 2010 winds to a close, two semesters are successfully under my belt, with just one two go. Now, my life may have been shortened by the all nighters that I had to pull, and the stress I endured, but I pray that it will be worth it. (And after seeing both of my grandmothers healthy and at their full capacity -- at 89 and 93 -- I hope that I am not yet halfway through a full and prosperous life.)

Laura and I are having a quiet night filled with home cooking and laundry. We will celebrate 2011 tomorrow at Madison Square Garden with my phriends. It feels nice not to *have* to force some sort of celebration tonight, to be quite honest.

Throughout the past few weeks, over break and to celebrate Christmas, I have had the joy of spending time with all of my family -- my sister from across the East River, my brother from the opposite side of the country (Vancouver) and my giving and loving parents in Pittsburgh. We have shared plenty of food, laughs, love and joy, and time with our extended family. Some shopping, lots of music, a couple of games, a hockey game . . . These trips are always too quick, and don't happen enough, so each one feels like it needs to be cherished and stretched as much as possible. Thankfully we had six days, without any travel issues to speak of. Couldn't ask for anything better.

Off to put laundry in the drier. And eat some wonderful pasta. And relax . . . Two hours and . . . 22 minutes left in 2010. Looking forward to a wonderful 2011.

Albums of the Year

2010-12-15T01:00:00.002-05:00

It wasn't as if I wasn't listening to music this year -- I have actually listened to a lot of music while in Studio -- I just don't remember too many complete albums that came out in 2010 that I would list . . .

Broken Social Scene, Forgiveness Rock Record
Jonsi, Go
Pat Metheny, Orchestrion
Punch Brothers, Antifogmatic
The Tallest Man on Earth, The Wild Hunt
John Zorn, Alhambra Love Songs
John Zorn, Ipos: The Book Of Angels vol. 14

Great Weekend for Sports

2010-11-23T12:04:00.000-05:00

I was able to go to the ND v Army game at Yankee Stadium on Friday night and had a wonderful time. As I have made known, I am not a Yankees fan at all, but it was pretty damn sweet to see a game there (I actually liked the new stadium much more than the old one, which I had visited once). There is a rich history to the ND/Army rivalry taking place at Yankee Stadium that dates back to the 30s and 40s, with Heisman winners and National championships. They made a point of mentioning how George wanted these types of games played there and it was a shame he was not still around.

It was a "home" game for the Irish, so the full band was there along with the pa announcer. After Army's first drive I was worried the game would be like the Navy one, which I also attended, but the team made adjustments and pretty much dominated. The first time since the 1988 championship year that ND has held teams to no touchdowns two games in a row. And freshman qb Rees looks more than capable. Kind of exciting after such an up and down first year for Kelly. Mostly down, lol.

On top of that, the ND women's soccer team beat North Carolina, the 1st seed, in the NCAA tournament. Nice revenge to get to the semis.

ND hockey swept Michigan State.

Liverpool won 3-nil. Chelsea and Arsenal lost (which, unfortunately, was helpful to Man U as well.)

And the Stillers. Trashing the Raiders 35 to 3. Strong way to rebound from the disappointing loss to the Patriots the week earlier.

Only low point was the ND men's soccer team losing to Dartmouth in sudden death OT on Sunday.

Missing Work

2010-11-19T00:40:00.000-05:00

The beauty of being able to forget responsibilities, just turn them off for the night.

Freedom to go meet Laura after work.

Sit in a restaurant for as long as I would like, while it is dark and brisk outside.

The commute, with other commuters, reading a book for leisure.

Getting paid (of course).

16th Anniversary of My First Phish Show

2010-11-16T14:29:00.000-05:00

My first Phish show.

11.16.94:
http://phish.net/setlists/?d=1994-11-16

Found a review I wrote and posted to rec.music.phish:
http://groups.google.com/group/rec.music.phish/msg/07f2b21485adb5d9?dmode=source

From the Spreadsheet:
http://www.mediafire.com/?sharekey=e64969679d601a07ab1eab3e9fa335caa209f77df00a693d

"I'd Rather Be Teaching"

2010-11-11T17:57:00.000-05:00

My family's history was shaped by a strike -- that of the Air Traffic Controllers in 1981. My parents, brother, and I had recently moved to Pittsburgh from Buffalo, so that my father could be a controller at Pittsburgh International. In 1981, seeking better working conditions as well as a pay reflective of the importance and stress of the position, the organization went on strike. Well, rather than acknowledge their demands, Reagan declared the strike to be a "peril to national safety" and after 48 hours, terminated their positions. Over 11,000 controllers, I believe. As you can imagine, this had a great and immediate impact on a young family that just moved. And as as six-year old, during my formative years, the impact was great.

(for more information, you can peak at Wikipedia.)

A few years later, the Moon Area teachers went on strike for a few weeks. I was in third grade, and I remember my mom giving me little assignments to do while we were out of school. My mom wasn't teaching at the time, but I know my parents were in support of the teachers (we also had the flexibility of a stay-at-home mother). Well, 25 years later, the teachers are once again striking. And my mother is one of them. It has been four days, and it doesn't look like things will change before the weekend. I know that in this political and economic climate, it is easy to look down on a union, especially when a small raise and benefits are part of the equation. But the teachers have been working without a contract, first of all, and that should be resolved sooner rather than later. Secondly, it should be made known that raises were given to the administration at a rate double what the teachers are looking for, and Moon has a supervisor that receives bonuses for the success of students in her district -- like that actually has something to do with her, and not the striking teachers.

As my mother's sign said the other day, she would rather be teaching. She is a teacher, through and through -- even when she wasn't working professionally, she taught me and my brother and sister at home, both formally and informally. It is what she believes in, and it is who she is. She doesn't enjoy striking, standing out in the cold, instead of working with her second graders, helping to shape them. But she believes in her fellow teachers and the importance of having the School Board acknowledge their efforts and sacrifices. It is disrespectful to expect them to be working without a contract. I am proud of my mom, and her colleagues. And I hope things are resolved as quickly as possible.

For more information, please visit http://www.moonea.org/.

PS: Over the past few days, I was "discussing" the issue with a "journalist" from the Beaver County Times. I thought I would share our back and forth.

@jdprose: Do striking Moon Area teachers really think taxpayers sympathize w/them? GO BACK TO WORK. STOP HOLDING FAMILIES HOSTAGE! #bloodfromastone

Me: @jdprose Do you really think that the teachers enjoy striking? http://www.moonea.org/Home.html

@jdprose: @Jwelsh8 I think they enjoy gr8 taxpayer-funded salaries & benefits nobody else in the real world gets & want more when everyone's got less

Me: @jdprose Teachers aren't in the real world? You don't think teachers deserve their salaries? You do know that they are without a contract.

@jdprose: @Jwelsh8 if they think taxpayers care if they ONLY get 3% raises & lucrative bennies then yes they're in a different world. They wrk 4 free?

Me: @jdprose You do know the Board has a 5% raise? And the Super' gets a cash bonus for test scores for students that she doesn't teach?

Me: @jdprose I do not think that 3% is extreme at all. Nor do I think you are taking the importance of teachers into account.

@jdprose: @Jwelsh8 I dont understand the importance of teachers? What an idiotic comment. I'm actually dumber for having this debate w/you.

Me: @jdprose And you actually write for a newspaper? Way to keep it civil and mature. Enjoy your narrow points of view.

Six Hours, In Studio, On a Brisk November Night

2010-11-10T03:57:00.001-05:00

11.09.10
10:03 pm

Camarillo Brillo, Frank Zappa, Over-Nite Sensation
[great way to start]
You Were Wrong, Loose Fur, Loose Fur
Spanish Bombs, The Clash, London Calling
Saint Simon, The Shins, Chutes Too Narrow
Redemption Song, Joe Strummer & the Mescaleros, Streetcore
Stop Breathing, Pavement, Crooked Rain Crooked Rain
Sorry I Am, Ani DiFranco, Living In Clip
Run to You, God Street Wine, $1.99 Romances
second set, moe. 11.02.01
[skipped, as it is one track]
Dirty Old Town, Ted Leo & the Pharmacists, Tell Balgeary Balgury Is Dead
not labeled, Glen Hansard, 11.04.02
Free Man In Paris, Joni Mitchell, Shadows and Light
[Happy Belated Birthday, Joni]
Only Yellows, Geoff Farina, Reverse Eclipse
Zagzagel, Medeski Martin and Wood (John Zorn), Book of Angels Vol. 11
Lake Shore Drive, OHMphrey, OHMphrey
[such a strong album]

11:07 pm

Spires, Umphrey's McGee, Mantis
[look at that, Umphrey's related back-to-back]
Sleep Don't Weep, Damien Rice, 9
That's Us / Wild Combination, Arthur Russell, Calling Out of Context
[so love this album; one of those that I heard at my favorite record store in Pittsburgh, Paul's, and needed to have it]
Gregory C., Bill Frisell, Unspeakable
Possible Grendade, Brendan Canning, Something for All of Us
[paused for a while as my studio team met]
Straight No Chaser, Bruce Hornsby, Camp Meeting
Guero Canelo, Calexico, 06.11.04
[one of my favorite B'roo performances]
Morning Bell, Radiohead, Amnesiac
Knot Comes Loose, My Morning Jacket, Z

12:58 am

Nothing Too Fancy, Umphrey's McGee, 01.23.09
[a huge version, fwiw]
We're Going to War, Mark Knopfler, Wag the Dog soundtrack
(FF) > "Jimmy Stewart", Umphrey's McGee, 2005
[from an FF "Jimmy Stewart" compilation]
The Three of Us, Ben Harper, Welcome to the Cruel World
[bit of a contrast to the previous jam]
In Limbo, Radiohead, Kid A
[I really need to listen to this more]
It's the Nighttime, Josh Rouse, Nashville
One Big Holiday, My Morning Jacket, It Still Moves

2:00 am

Damage, Yo La Tengo, I Can Year the Heart Beating As One
[worked well following MMJ]
Eat For Two, 10,000 Maniacs, MTV Unplugged
[been AGES since I listened to them]
Beach Baby, Bon Iver, Blood Bank
Clampdown, The Clash, London Calling
He Doesn't Know Why, Fleet Foxes, Fleet Foxes
Maria Christina, Los Lobos, Good Morning Atzlan
Sombre Reptiles, Brian Eno, Another Green World
Coyote, Joni Mitchell and The Band, The Last Waltz soundtrack
[god, I love this song, and this version]
Waves, Yeasayer, All Hour Cymbals
New Hampshire, Sonic Youth, Sonic Youth
It Was a Good Day, Ice Cube, The Predator
[oh, YES! immediately reminds me of Freshman year]
Shack, Medeski Martin and Wood, Friday Afternoon in the Universe
Slave, Percy Hill, Color In Bloom
[giving me that boost I need . . . so much so that I played it twice]

3:09 am

Everything In Its Right Place, Radiohead, I Might Be Wrong
Hallelujah / I Know It's Over, Jeff Buckley, Mystery White Boy
May Nothing But Happiness Come Through Your Door, Mogwai, Come on Die Young
Career In Shaping Clay, The Most Serene Republic, Population
Well Alright, Spoon, Dark Was the Night
Brother, Pearl Jam, Ten (Rissue)

3:58 am

Another Movie for Studio

2010-10-28T22:02:00.000-04:00

Enlightening

2010-10-15T17:28:00.004-04:00

This is the Trey I love. I think you might this interesting and enlightening, even if you are not a Phish fan.

Visions of There

2010-10-12T17:02:00.000-04:00

I really am not sure how to explain it, but these past few months, particularly while sitting in Studio at school, visions of "places" flash into my head. Now, most are of Pittsburgh. Like just now, a few moments ago, it was of Friendship and Friendship Avenue, particularly of the park just behind the Hospital. Maybe I was in a car, or on a bus. Do I want to be there? Am I longing for another place? An escape? These visions are rarely about people rather than places. And not even places that I feel strongly for one way or another. Maybe it is a familiarity. Or a restfulness. These visions are fleeting, but I am left trying to grasp and hold on, as if they could actually whisk me away from this desk, this computer, this assignment . . . and drop me in a place of little concern, of comfort, of simple smiles.

Too Long

2010-09-29T13:23:00.000-04:00

Just wanted to post to say Hello. It has been way too long. I should have done a better job of writing, especially when I was on my short albeit appreciated break. Over which time I worked for my friend Nick as I could, relaxed, read a book (Motherless Brooklyn by J. Lethem; really quite good), and traveled to Pittsburgh by way of Philadelphia. In Philly, we say my (oldest) friend Matt and his wife Tammy, and met their adorable son Thomas for the first time. In Pittsburgh, we simply spent time with Mom and Dad, watched the Irish win (their only game, thus far), and experienced my beloved home town. Had a great hike from the Heinz Complex down past the stadiums to the new casino, and back again. I had never seen the North Shore and the water so busy: a Pirates game, kayakers, walkers, a boat that landed at D Day docked for tours, rib fest, river cruisers relaxing. Really quite surprising and impressive . . .

I am about four weeks into school, and am doing a good job of staying less stressed than last semester. Which was a goal I wanted to fully undertake. I am also helping ta a class of Urban Studies students, which I am actually enjoying quite a bit. I was hoping to dip my toes into teaching, so to speak.

Fall is upon us here in New York, and it makes me happy. I hope to be able to enjoy it as much as I can . . . And I really will try to write more. Promise.

Thanks to those couple of you who still pay attention. :)

In Urban Design School . . . So I Make Movies

2010-09-29T13:14:00.002-04:00

Here is the second, well, third movie I have made while at Columbia. I am really enjoying working with After Effects, to be honest. I just wish we had a bit more time to finalize some things and add a bit more content, along with edit the audio just slightly. But either way, I think it is pretty cool . . .

Fifteen Years Ago . . .

2010-08-10T00:58:00.001-04:00

RIP Captain Trips. Jerome Garcia.

Fifteen years ago, I was cutting the lawn at my old Elementary school (Richard J. Hyde in Moon Township; named after a principal who was murdered in the 70s or 80s). This was my summer before Rome and I was doing yard work and general maintenance at the school with two lovely older janitor women.

I had come in for Lunch. We had wheeled out a TV into the gym and we were settling in when I heard about Jerry's death. Sent chills through my body, to be honest. I had just seen the Dead a little over a month before at Three Rivers Stadium and had a wonderful time in the rain.

The news hit me like a ton of bricks. For someone I had never met and had only seen live four times, I was (and still am) amazed about how closely he touched my life.

Update (Wish Me Well)

2010-08-10T00:47:00.001-04:00

I am sorry to all my loyal readers for not writing more these past few months. Not that there hasn't been anything going on -- quite the opposite, really. Just too much.

Here I sit in Studio, almost 1:00 am, with just about 45 hours left before we have to turn in our final project. And we are so far from having it done. So we are pushing hard, trying to make it work . . .

Please think of me and wish me well. I will try to write more later.

Thanks.

Six Hours of iPod Shuffle

2010-07-19T20:49:00.002-04:00

Studio 600 North, Avery Hall, Columbia Univerity
12:58 pm, Sunday, July 19

Elephant, Damien Rice, 9
Trouble, Ray LaMontagne, Trouble
Water No Get Enemy, Fela Kuti, Expensive Shit/He Miss Road
After All, Percy Hill, After All
(missed the title), Geoff Farina
Missing Two Minus Infinity, Joel Cummins, Common Sense
This Year, The Mountain Goats, The Sunset Tree
Radio Cure, Wilco, Kicking Television
Guava Jelly, Bob Marley and the Wailers, Songs of Freedom
August, Umphrey's McGee, Greatest Hits, volume III
Ocelot, Phish, Joy
The Loved One, INXS, Kick (incomp.; ran out of juice)

Autumn Leaves, Cannonball Adderly, Somethin' Else
Less Than You Think, Wilco, A Ghost Is Born (fast forwarded)
Introduction to a Coltrane album (skipped)
Olive Or Otherwise, Geoff Farina, Reverse Eclipse
The Girl from Ipanema, Joao Gilberto/Stan Getz, Gilberto/Getz
Of Course, Jane's Addiction, Ritual de lo Habitual
Anticipate, Ani DiFranco, Living In Clip
That's More Like It, Terje Rypdal, Vossabrygg Op.84
Africa, Toto, Yacht Rock
One More Robot/Sympathy 300-21, The Flaming Lips, Yoshimi Battles the Pink Robots (accidentally clicked the home button)

Gediel, John Zorn, Lucifer: The Book of Angels, Volume 10
Air Aid, Menomena, Friend And Foe
People Got A Lot of Nerve, Neko Case, Middle Cyclone
Glory, Liz Phair, Exile In Guyville
Stepped On a Crack, Spin Doctors, Homebelly Groove . . . Live
Afterward/Rag, M. Ward, Post-War
Youlogy, Volcano Choir, Unmap
Insignificance, Jim O'Rourke, Insignifcance
It's All Around You, Tortoise, It's All Around You
Tea, Medeski Martin and Wood, Friday Afternoon In the Universe
Let's Be Still, Yo La Tengo, Summer Sun
Probability Cloud (Reprise), Bill Frisell, History Mystery
Shake It Off, Wilco, Sky Blue Sky
Shining Star, Jerry Garcia Band, 11.09.91 (god, what an amazing version; making my night at 4:15 am)
Drive, Blind Melon, Blind Melon
Hide, Dinosaur Jr., Where You Been
Woods, Bon Iver, Blood Bank
Poster Prose, Ali Baba's Tahini, Rockstars & Lawnmowers (accidentally clicked the home button)

Stella By Starlight, Bill Evans, Conversations With Myself
Take Me Back, Keith Jarrett, Expectations
Handcuffs, Parliament, Mothership Connection
If Them Want to Hear, Femi Kuti, Africa Shrine
Blackjack, Tortoise, Standards
Where Did They All Go, Joel Cummins, Common Sense
Mr. Completely, Trey Anastasio, One Man's Trash
Pleasure and Pain, Ben Harper, Welcome to the Cruel World
Elevate Me Later, Pavement, Crooked Rain Crooked Rain
At Last, Neko Case, Fox Confessor Brings the Flood
Blistered Heart, Badly Drawn Boy, The Hour of the Bewilderbeast
The Dry Cleaner from Des Moins, Joni Mitchell, Shadows and Light
The Other One, Phil and Phriends, 04.16.99

7:22 am, Monday, July 20

Getting Me Through

2010-07-13T22:52:00.001-04:00

Going home to eat an amazing dinner cooked by my amazing wife (lovely Jamie Oliver recipe)

Listening to The Bamboos, "Like Tears In Rain," repeating for a few times

Thinking of Pittsburgh -- driving around, with my siblings and wife, particularly Bloomfield, and Lawrenceville, and Friendship, windows down, no cares or worrries or stresses, just smiling and laughing

Need to find these sort of things for the next week/month/year . . .

Ah, shucks . . .

2010-06-30T18:50:00.002-04:00

So, last night, starting around 2:40 in the morning. Scratch that. This morning, I put my iPod on shuffle and I kept track of every song that played for about four hours. Just, well, because I am like that. This morning, after two-and-a-half hours of sleep, I accidentally turned off my computer before logging on again. I had not saved the text file. Of course. I was so excited to post my song list and my thoughts as the sun was rising (after Tosca, before Bill Evans?). But alas . . .

I can say, though, that our critique/presentation got a "Sophisticated" although they wished we were "a little more outside of the box." I will take it. Much better than the last critique, at least in my opinion.

Sleep does not come, though, as we have another assignment for tomorrow. Wish me luck. I can't last too much longer . . .

USA! USA!

2010-06-23T14:27:00.001-04:00

USA! USA!
Still a bit shaky, even with following it on my iPhone listening to the students yell and cheer and swear from outside the classroom. God, that was hard to pay attention to the lecture today . . .

So awesome.

First shut out for the US in the World Cup? First time we didn't lose the third game of the first round? Something like that?

Yay!!!

Hello All

2010-05-28T11:10:00.000-04:00

Just wanted to share a quick update this Friday morning. It has been some time since I last posted -- things here have been a little busy with work, preparing for school, painting the living room, and some Umphrey's work (along with a few song histories for The Mockingbird Foundation and Phish.net). But those are all good things.

My parents are currently in town, as we all gathered to celebrate my sister's birthday as well as graduation from Brooklyn College with her second Masters degree. Quite a day, Wednesday was. It was capped off with a wonderful dinner at Barbuto, the "Jedi master" (Top Chef Masters) Johnathan Waxman's restaurant in the West Village. Very tasty food all around, and definitely worth a second trip back at some point.

Last night, we all went to see Denzel Washington and Viola Davis on Broadway in August Wilson's Fences. Powerful and amazing performances by both actors. My mother was interested in seeing the play, as were the rest of us, for a number of reasons: Denzel, for one; August Wilson and his focus on Pittsburgh, as another. Laura and I thought we had seen the play once before in Pittsburgh, but Emme seemed to think it was actually Wilson's The Piano Lesson, since I remembered a ghost. Laura and I have seen some pretty wonderful plays, musicals, and actors while here in New York. If we are going to be here, might as well make the most of it . . .

Not sure what plans are for today, but I might get my parents to Columbia while they are here. Dinner somewhere, of course. My brother arrives tonight at some point, but I am not sure when we will see him. Tomorrow, more food. Maybe at trip to the Museum of Design. Maybe the Whitney on Sunday. A nice, long weekend . . . leading to my first week of school!

I am not sure I will get around to full run-downs of recent events, but I should make quick mentions of Broken Social Scene and Jonsi a few weeks ago, Friday and Saturday nights. Both wonderful concerts in their own right. The collective positive energy of Broken Social Scene, with their hooks and layered indie pop. Jonsi took his more song-oriented album (when compared to Sigur Ros) and incorporated an awe-inspiring visual production; while Sigur Ros used the lights to simply enhance their emotional music, this concert was more of an equal distribution of figural visuals and his story telling.

The following week, a celebration of love and life as we traveled to Jamaica for a wedding of a dear friend. Relaxing, fun, relaxing, sunny and breezy. It was just about perfect . . .

So, that's it for now. I hope all of my readers are well. Talk more!

Quick Update

2010-05-03T14:55:00.002-04:00

I realize that most of you will have known this already, but I thought I should share never the less.

I will be attending Columbia's Graduate School of Architecture starting in June as part of their Masters of Architecture and Urban Design program. Coming from a bit of a teaching family, the idea of being a professor has always been in the back of my mind and I had applied to the program in January as one of the many options I was pursuing. Coincidentally, the day I applied I also accepted a position with my friend and classmate's firm. So, I fully intend to continue working for my boss Nick in a part-time capacity while I go to school (which is three semesters, Summer, Fall, and Spring), helping out where I can.

Needless to say, I am excited about going back to school -- less than a month away! A bit anxious, yes, but look forward to the opportunity. If any of you have any advice, feel free to share. Or, if you come across any grants or scholarships -- those would be great!

Sentinel Spectacle

2010-04-16T17:44:00.004-04:00

(Flickr, Phil Gyford)

They have caused discomfort, unease, and even the response of New York cops. Scattered throughout the Flatiron District (or NoMad as I have recently read), 31 bronze representations of artist Antony Gormley are making New Yorkers stop. Either to take pictures with, um, anatomically "represented" statues that are at street level. Or to crane their necks and identify the statues that are situated on the ledges of roofs around the neighborhood.

In talking about the statues with friends, most are disturbed. Michel, D'Ann. They do not like the association with those on the verge of ending their life. I, on the other hand, quite enjoy the public art. Maybe I am excited by the view these statues have of the City, jealous of their vantage point and jealous of their lack of a fear of heights. I also get a kick out of how they harmlessly disrupt daily life in this fast-paced "center of the world." I am usually quite the supporter of public art, now that I think about it. The juxtaposition of the uncommon with the mindlessly common. It forces people to look, and observe, and be aware of their surroundings. While I didn't see the Gates, I absolutely loved the simple structures in their unnatural orange color, giving scale and whimsy to Central Park. I love Banksy for how he plays with urban walls, and Shepard Fairey for his commentary.

To some extent, this appreciation for harmless disruption to our lives stretches to blizzards and storms, to subways getting flooded, forcing us to walk to work. I realize those types of events become more of an inconvenience than art you simply observe, but there is some connection in my mind.

Here are just a few links describing the artist, his work, and a recent disruption when a statue was observed on one of the Empire State Building setbacks.

Event Horizon Official Website
New York Times Article
Flavorwire Article
Scare on Empire State Building

Up New York Airconditioned Drains

2010-04-08T18:06:00.004-04:00

Atoms For Peace
04.06.10 - Roseland Ballroom, New York

One Set:
The Eraser*, Analyse, The Clock, Black Swan, Skip Divided**, Atoms For Peace, And It Rained All Night, Harrowdown Hill, Cymbal Rush

Encore:
All For the Best^, Fog^^, Everything In Its Right Place^^, Paperbag Writer, Judge Jury and Executioner, The Hollow Earth, Feeling Pulled Apart By Horses

Notes:
Flying Lotus opened
* with Christian Scott on trumpet
** with Flea on melodica
^ solo Thom, on acoustic guitar; first time played live (Miracle Legion/Mark Mulcahy)
^^ solo Thom, on piano

I realize it may be kind of odd to describe a song that is only an hour and a half long as a "marathon," but that is one way to describe Tuesday night's Atoms For Peace show at the Roseland Ballroom. Ninety minutes in total -- the full Eraser set along with the encore . . . even though we were probably standing for over four hours. Was it worth it? Probably. I think it is a good thing when you leave a show wanting to hear specific parts again, and you start searching the internet for recordings. But that doesn't overshadow the discomfort felt at times along with the instances of music where you were underwhelmed.

I know that "Only in New York" is over-used, but that is a fitting way to describe the second night of Thom and Co.'s tour. A few hours before the doors were to open, there was an explosion underground near Times Square, with flames bursting from manholes. According to the Huffington Post:

An underground fire caused chaos in midtown Tuesday afternoon, sending flames into the streets, shutting down Broadway shows, and leaving hundreds of tourists without a place to stay.

At about 4:30 pm a transformer fire burnt three 13,000 volt cables, causing a three-alarm fire. Over a 130 firefighters rushed to the scene to put out the flames . . . Among the four buildings that had to be evacuated was the Novotel Hotel after high levels of carbon monoxide were detected in the basement . . . FDNY Deputy Chief Jay Jonas told WPIX that the levels reached as high as 700 parts per million, which is enough to "kill someone with just a few breaths."

Tuesday night's performance of Jersey Boys was also canceled due to the fire.

I had encountered the fire trucks, ambulances, and firemen milling around 52nd and B'way on my way to meet Laura and Jonathan for a pre-show meal. About an hour later, when we got to 52nd and 8th, we were met with the same trucks and authorities -- as well as a two-block long line for the concert. The front of the Roseland Ballroom was not open, and all fans were being directed in through the back doors after about an hour delay. On top of those issues, the concert was a ticket-less event, so each attendee needed to swipe a credit card before heading in. Needless to say, it was frustrating. Thank god the weather was nice . . .

By the time we got inside, Flying Lotus was already on stage "spinning." What is the correct terminology when everything seems to be on a laptop or one of those CD "turntables?" Mixing? Whatever he was doing, it was relatively enjoyable. At times, it was danceable music; at other times, the sound coming from the speakers was more of a monotonous drone. The crowed erupted the two times he mixed in Radiohead -- he knew is audience. Unfortunately, the floor was already quite packed and we made our way up the left hand side as well as we could, inching past the balcony overhang to try and improve the sound (it helped a little). There was nothing I could do about the tall people, though. (The previous three times I had been to Roseland I was blessed enough to have access to the balcony; I think that is the only way to go at this venue.)

Atoms For Peace took the stage around 10:00, almost an hour later than the previous evening. In case you didn't know, Atoms For Peace is Thom Yorke, Flea on bass, Joey Waronker (Beck) and Mauro Refosco (Forro In the Dark) on drums and percussion, and Nigel Goodrich on guitar and Keys (Nigel is Radiohead's longtime producer). Prior to the night before, the band had only played once before, last October in LA.

The band's (short) set was Thom's solo album The Eraser, in order. I find his first solo release quite enjoyable -- the songs are more succinct than Radiohead's work, and have a few more hooks. I realized, as the show progressed, that The Eraser was something like a dance album for Thom. Especially with the rhythm section that he put together for this tour, especially with Flea. But even with the musicians supporting Thom, the songs in a live setting were a bit hit or miss. At times, the songs fell apart and lost their cohesion, with one instrument overpowering the other. The opening The Eraser was interesting, with Christian Scott sitting in on trumpet (New Orleans musician Scott covers The Eraser on his most recent release Yesterday You Said Tomorrow). I had a hard time hearing him until a few minutes into the song, when you could pick out the brass; a slight reprise/break-down was tacked onto the end. Other highlights, for me, were: The Clock with Refosco doubling Flea's bass by playing this whamola-like instrument; And It Rained All Night; and Harrowdown Hill, where the bass that you were waiting to hear from Flea was front and center (it's also a fun song to sing along to "We think the same things, at the same ti-ime." At the end of Cymbal Rush, when the band left the stage, Laura turned to me and asked if that was it. It really did feel short . . .

Thankfully, I found the encore to be interesting and entertaining, and helped me leave feeling a bit more upbeat about the concert (igoring the pain in my back and feet). The encore started with three solo Thom songs. The first was a cover I was not familiar with, although I enjoyed his acoustic guitar picking and thumping along with the heart-felt lyrics ("Say you love me, say you love me . . . "). I found out later that Thom covered the song on a tribute album for the writer, Mark Mulcahy. For the second and third songs, Thom sat at the piano -- Fog, a b-side, and Kid A's Everything In Its Right Place (another sing-along song). He invited the band back out for another four songs, almost equaling the length of the "opening" set. A Radiohead b-side (Paperbag Writer), new Thom songs (Judge Jury and Executioner and The Hollow Earth), and to close, a Thom b-side (Feeling Pulled Apart By Horses). It was almost unfortunate that it wasn't until Pulled Apart By Horses that I felt the band was really clicking, jamming even, with each musician finding their groove . . . and the house lights came up.

I usually find a way to enjoy the music, no matter how crowded the venue might be, or how much I notice my "lack of height," and the other evening is no different. I am happy I went -- I will always enjoy watching Thom do his little chaotic jig across the stage. I just wish everything about that night was just *that* much better . . .

I Was There

2010-04-08T10:25:00.009-04:00

Such a great photo. I find it quite surreal that I played hacky sack in just about that location over 15 years ago.

Spring Into, well, Spring

2010-04-01T12:34:00.003-04:00

Hello all.

(Started yesterday, April 1st)

As the sun starts to reflect off of the brick and glass across 26th Street from my office desk, I am becoming excited for Spring. And for good health. See, I have been dealing with a hefty cold for about a week now. It started off as a slight cough, and then quickly dropped into the realm of fever at night, aches in my joints, nerve endings that were alive. It was not fun. I still had my appetite, and it never turned intestinal, but it was the toughest illness I had to deal with in some time. I am still not right, but I like to think I am on the mend. And this weather is helping, as is the promise of Spring just around the corner.

What is also just around the corner is meat. Yes, meat. See, I have become a pescatarian for Lent. I will admit that I got the idea from Kevin Gillespie when he was on Top Chef; he mentioned that he gave up meat for Lent, not just Fridays, and it forced him to learn creative and interesting vegetarian dishes. So I gave it a shot, and so far so good, with just one more day left. I found lunches to be harder than dinners, actually -- for lunches, I often ate dishes with chicken or lunch meat, I guess. And I am pretty much a "sandwich guy." Dinners were a bit easier, as it is not hard to find meat-less Italian or Mexican dinners. Or Falafel, Shushi, plain Pizza . . . On Sunday, we have reservations at Aquavit for East Brunch and I am already excited for the Lamb and Pork offerings. And while it doesn't really go with the Easter "vibe," I am somewhat serious about getting a burger later that day. We shall see . . .

Does this mean I will eat less meat over all? I am not sure. We shall see. I really don't think I eat that much red meat to begin with (a burger every week or two, same with pepperoni on pizza); I know I ate much more chicken. But if I combine it with starting to work out again, and play soccer, it might just work out.
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I am now at home, Good Friday night, windows are open, listening to Donna the Buffalo. I am so ready for Spring.

Gainfully

2010-03-12T11:40:00.002-05:00

While I have dropped hints, and some people have found out through "social networking" sites, I wanted to let everyone know that I have found a job. I am now working with my good friend (and classmate), filling out his three-person firm. I've done more architecture these past six weeks than I may have had the previous ten years (as an urban designer). And I am loving it. The focus of the office is primarily restoration of apartment buildings in New York, with a particular focus on preventing water penetration.

Just wanted to take a quick moment to thank everyone for your support this past year. New apartment, new job . . . new year. Let's hope the good news continues.

Cold and Wet Morning

2010-02-25T10:44:00.002-05:00

There has been talk of yet another winter storm hitting New York City for a few days now -- it was supposed to have started last night around three, and is to continue through tomorrow. Well, we woke up to nothing on the ground, but giant, puffy flakes cobbled together falling straight down. It actually was quite beautiful, albeit quite wet due to their sheer size. Lucky for me, this was a morning where I actually was out quite a bit.

See, we are moving. Not far -- at all. For the past four years, we have been on the northwest corner of 76 and York. And we are moving to the southeast corner of 77 and York. Kinda crazy . . . So, the movers come on Monday -- we have been packing and slowly waking items over for about a week now. It actually helps with the stress, compared to April of 2006 when we moved eight years of stuff from Pittsburgh to storage to Manhattan. So this morning, I needed to go to the bank for a certified check; the management company charges a move-out fee as well as holds a deposit. A racket, I tell you. From there, I took the bus then the train (transferring, mind you) down to Wall Street where the management offices are located. I do not get to the Wall Street area too often, and I was struck by the surreal nature of the bollards, blockages, security tents, and overall disruption to the already maze-like streets down at the southern tip of the Island. Coupled with the wintry mix, it just made for an interesting lil' adventure.

Hopped a different train, and now I am at work. Umphrey's over lunch and again tonight -- excited. Although, I guess the City is not allowing buses in for some reason? Should be a bit of an adventure for them to all get her by car . . . We shall see!

(I know I say this a lot, but I still owe the blog some attention. Particularly, some brief mentions of restaurants we have had the pleasure of going to recently: The Breslin, Aquavit, and Dovetail. All quite wonderful in their own right . . . )

Snow Day!

2010-02-10T20:05:00.000-05:00

Hey all! I finally got my New York snow this year! Before Christmas, Laura and I flew to Minneapolis before the storm hit the City. And while we had plenty of snow in Minnesota, it was a different experience -- more relaxed, peaceful, in the tundra. I wanted to experience the snow here in Manhattan.

After much anticipation, we started to receive our snow last night and has lasted throughout the day . . . I left work around 3:30 and was able to walk through Central Park while it was still light out. And I was able to take a number of photos of the whiteness and beauty.

Here is the album:

http://picasaweb.google.com/jwelsh8/ASnowDayInCentralPark

Enjoy!

A Time For Reflection

2010-02-02T20:10:00.002-05:00

Last Saturday afternoon, we drove to northern New Jersey to attend a mass celebrated for an old friend. Brian Zelizo -- a Domer, music fan, and lover of Life -- died ten years ago last week after being removed from life support. He had been struck by a cab one evening here in Manhattan and was in a coma for a few days before his parents decided to let him pass along peacefully, offering up his organs for donation.

Brian's passing was the most difficult death I have ever had to deal with. Just a few weeks before, we had been laughing, smiling, dancing, and ringing in 2000 with 80,000 other Phish fans in Florida (including our mutual friend Amy and my brother). My memories of that amazing time are still clear to this day, from the traffic on Alligator Alley to his "tent" (he forgot his poles), to the eight-hour concert Phish performed starting at Midnight, to the drive home in that amazing sun on January 1st.

Brian and I had shared similar experiences before this trip to Florida. He was in the car with me and Laura as we bypassed studying for Jazz Fest in 1997, driving from South Bend to New Orleans over study week. Eighteen hours down and back, with music and architecture and food in between. A few months later, Brian joined my brother and I as we drove from Pittsburgh to Buffalo for Phish -- only to witness Ken Kesey-led madness as the Pranksters took over the second set.

But Brian was more than just a friend through music. He helped show me how to love life. All of it. At all times. I am not sure I will ever know someone who lived and loved life the way Brian did.

I often think of Brian and how our experience here in New York would have been different if he was here. Simply seeing his smiling face at the next concert. The thing is, I do see him. Quite a bit. In the faces of people I walk past on the street, or someone on the subway. It may be a smile, or a height and hair. But I do see him, quite a bit. As my sister said the other day, it is just Brian "watching out for us." I always try to look for cabs and open doors -- but sometimes forget. It is at those times that Brian is probably looking down (Carlin would correct me, lol), helping me get to 35, making it through these past few months . . .

I tracked down my email from ten years ago, asking Phish fans for their thoughts and prayers upon hearing of Brian's accident (rec.music.phish, thanks to Google). I am including it below.

I am writing to all of you to simply ask if you could take a brief moment out of your day to pray, reflect, or simply pause - a amazing friend and Phan, Brian Zelizo, has been in a coma since early Sunday morning, after being struck by a Taxi in downtown New York - I am sure he can benefit from any positive thoughts and karma.

He is a great lover of music, literature, art . . . and life. We have shared some amazing times together: driving from South Bend to New Orleans to experience the fun of JazzFest in 97, smiling to the zaniness of the Merry Pranksters at Darien Lake, and most recently, sharing in the amazing celebration of life down at Big Cypress.

Phish has always been a common bond between the two of us - we always have laughed, discussed, danced, and smiled with their music (I have always been jealous of his recount of 12.31.95 . . . ), so I thought I would send it your way.

Please forgive my cluttering of your mail-box - I just thought he could use some happy thoughts.

Thanks, phriends.

jeremy welsh

"I call Architecture frozen Music."
-Johann Wolfgang von Goethe, (1749-1832)

2010-01-30T15:59:00.003-05:00

I know Brian has been watching over us every day we have spent in New York. Thanks, Brian. Miss you.

2010-01-30T15:59:00.001-05:00

We are off to New Jersey to attend a memorial mass for my friend Brian Zelizo, who passed away ten years ago this week.

Let's Go Guins!

2010-01-26T10:37:00.004-05:00

(I am due a post about my birthday; it will come . . . )

So, I was invited to the Garden last night to see the Pens take on the Rangers (thanks Rick!). Really entertaining. The first period *flew* by, with almost no stops at all. The Pens were flying around the ice, and the Rangers did what they could to hold on imo.

AHL call-up Conner looked strong getting his first two goals of the year(both from Crosby); good to see him step up on the first line.

The Rangers's second goal was quite a fluke -- somehow the puck just squeezed itself in there past the skate of Fleury. But the Pens really came back strong. All grew from Malkin flying into their end off of the face off and drawing the penalty. He may not have been too productive (well, a goal), but he took it on his back for a few minutes.

Ended 4-2 after Dupuis' empty netter, sending all the "blue shirt" fans to the exits. I, of course, stayed until the end.

So fun to see! Especially so close. We had club level seats; back to the left of the Pens goal for two periods, just up off the ice (people taking your food and drink orders). I could get addicted to that rather easily. The chill of the ice, sounds of the blades and sticks hitting the puck. Such a different game live . . .

Captain America said . . . moe. is Fun

2010-01-23T00:38:00.002-05:00

moe.
01.22.10
Roseland Ballroom, New York, New York

Set One:
Timmy Tucker > Bearsong, Capt'n America*, Caveman**, Nebraska**, Happy Hour Hero^, Whipping Post^^

Set Two:
In Memory of Elizabeth Reed$, Shoot First**, Waiting for the Punchline$$, Real Morning Party&, instrumental**, East Nashville Easter**, Blue Jeans and Pizza&, Mexico$

Encore:
The Weight&&

Notes:
* with Danny Barnes on banjo and Marco Benevento on organ
** with Barnes, Benevento, and Jeff Austin on mandolin
^ with Benevento, David Sanborn on alto, and Butch Trucks on a second kit
^^ with Benevento, Sanborn, Trucks, and Austin on vocals
$ with Benevento and Trucks
$$ with Barnes and Austin
& with Benevento
&& with Barnes, Benevento, Austin, and Trucks
[Caveman is a Danny Barnes song; Whipping Post is Allman Brothers Band; Real Morning Party is Marco Benevento; East Nashville Easter is Yonder Mountain String Band]

Fun night tonight. As you can imagine, with all the guests, it wasn't a typical moe. jam/segue fest, but there sure were some nice treats. Tucker is always enjoyable, especially followed by a Bearsong. Happy Hour Hero had a great lounge vibe with the sax. The Allman's tunes to close the first set and open the second were quite good -- Whipping Post was sung by Jeff Austin, and featured solos by al., Sanborn, then Chuck; Lis Reed was longer with more jamming, including some nice stuff by Marco. Punchline took on a really bluegrassy feel. Real Morning Party was catchy. The instrumental was a ho-downy number.

Highlights of the night was the great little jam in East Nashville Easter followed by the Blue Jeans and Pizza with Marco.

Here is the organization moe. was raising money for: http://www.whyhunger.org/

Keaton and Chaplin, Kimock and Vernon

2010-01-22T18:12:00.001-05:00

Last night, Laura and I headed to the Merkin Concert Hall to see one of the concerts associated with the New York Guitar Festival. This particular series from the festival featured guitarists "scoring" old silent movies. We jumped on tickets early and were able to get fourth row, to the left -- we couldn't pass up the opportunity to see Steve Kimock and Justin Vernon (of Bon Iver fame). I actually thought they would be playing together; upon looking at the program, I realized that would not be the case. Kimock and his son John Morgan (drums) played along to Buster Keaton's "Cops." Then, Vernon and Chris Rosenau ("2/6s of Volcano Choir") wrote two original pieces to accompany a pair of Charlie Chaplin movies, "Easy Street" and "One A.M."

It was an interesting contrast of styles and sound. Steve and his son went about the task as an exercise in improvisation -- and actually was more "literal" in their interpretation of the music. They had clearly studied Keaton's humorous 18-minute movie, knowing when to crash the cymbals or play a descending run of notes. The music was light-hearted and danced along with Keaton and his wonderful facial expressions. As a score to a silent movie, I thought the piece was a success; but I actually did not find the music to be that interesting.

Rather than let the movie guide improvisation, Vernon and Rosenau spent almost a year composing two pieces for two guitars for both of the Charlie Chaplin movies, one around 30 minutes and the other was 15 minutes. The two musicians sat across from each other, flanking the screen, and played both acoustic and electric. They utilized loops, effects, and pedals; Vernon on a EBow for some of the second song. The music had the flavor of an instrumental Volcano Choir song, with the sounds subtly building and layering. In contrast to Kimock's direct relationship to what was on the screen, their two songs were more allusions to the movies, capturing of an overall mood, without direct reactions to what was happening.

All in all, it was quite a nice way to spend the evening. I am not at all familiar with silent movies, and this sort of "concert" directs your attention to the screen while you listen to the musicians. (I was enthralled with Keaton's face, for example.) It was the first time seeing Justin Vernon, and it made me want to see and hear more of his music live, especially the more layered music played last night (compared to the stripped down Bon Iver songs; while I love, don't get me wrong . . . ). One of those New York treats that I try to enjoy as much as I can.

Great American Music Band

2010-01-14T00:57:00.002-05:00

The other night, I stayed up way too late downloading shows posted by some kind soul over on a music message board (http://www.phantasytour.com/phish/boards_thread.cgi?threadID=2149878&page=1).

Countless live concerts of bands that I love.

Well, I came across this Great American Music Band show. I first heard this music as filler on my copy of the 1994 Dead Berkeley Schools Acoustic Benefit concert. Great musicians, with Maria Mauldar's nice voice. Just great stuff all around . . . Wanted to share this one in particular.

Great American Music Band
Pilgrimage Theater
Hollywood, CA
April 20, 1974

SBD MR > R > CD > EAC > FLAC > MP3

01. Intro & tune up
02. Limehouse Blues
03. Dawg's Bull
04. My Plastic Banana Isn't Stupid
05. Swing '42
06. Coloured Aristocracy
07. Rolling In My Sweet Baby's Arms (1)
08. Dawg's Rag
09. I'll Be A Gambler If You Deal The Cards
10. Midnight At The Oasis (1)
11. Sweet Georgia Brown (1)
12. Will The Circle Be Unbroken (1)

David Grisman - Mandolin
Richard Greene - Fiddle
David Nictern - Guitar, Vocals
Taj Mahal - Bass, Vocals
Jerry Garcia - Banjo
Maria Mauldar - Vocals (1)

http://www.mediafire.com/?gyzwzmzj5wo
http://www.mediafire.com/?wzmm3nzzmzi

New York Winter Jazz Festival, Night Two

2010-01-11T00:22:00.004-05:00

While I quite enjoyed the surprises of the night before, I was excited for the expectations of Saturday night's offerings at the New York Winter Jazz Festival. And for the most part, all of the bands I wanted to see were at Le Poisson Rouge. Sure, there was some down time here or there, but as I quickly found out, I was more excited to save my spot and soak in the venue's offerings than fight possible crowds at the other four venues.

Carmen Consoli: I listened to some of Carmen's music online before heading down and I was interested to hear her mix of jazz and folk, with lyrics sung in Italian. The songs that I saw featured just Carmen on acoustic guitar -- simple, beautiful songs. "Nice" is a good description.

Ben Allison: While I was not familiar with Ben's music, I was excited to see the first of two of Jenny Scheinman's appearances at LPR Saturday night (I believe she also played a third gig at Bitter End). And I ended up enjoying every single minute. The mix of trumpet (Shane Endsley), violin, and guitar (I recognized guitarist Steve Cardenas from when he played with Jenny and Nels Cline), with the amazing rhythm section of Ben and Rudy Royston on drums produced some wonderfully playful and upbeat music. I believe the setlist was something like: Kramer vs Kramer vs Godzilla, Platypus, Green Al, theme from movie Philadelphia (with guest singer; a figure in the NY Club scene I was not familiar with), and Man Sized Safe (dedicated to Dick Cheney). Green Al, off of Ben's most recent album, may have been one of the best songs of the weekend, seamlessly blending the melodic instruments across this great bluesy melody, with Jenny plucking on her violin to trade licks with Cardenas to her bowing her instrument along with Endsley's blowing.

Occidental Brothers Dance Band International: I was still riding high from the last performance when the Occidental Bros took the stage. My sister and I had moved to the stage's lip, settling in for the long night, and I was excited to hear some African jazz. Ironically, a portion of the crowd sat down -- for the dance band. I should have taken that as a bit of a sign. Hailing from Chicago, the Brothers had also brought with them Samba Mapangala, a Congolese singer. I liked the guitar tone, the sax player was capable, and the bassist was quite good -- the music just felt a little thin (especially when compared to all of the other music I heard).

Jenny Scheinman & Jason Moran: Another set I was excited for -- and once again the musicians left me smiling and shaking my head. Having collaborated on Jenny's album Crossing the Field, there was clear relationship and understanding between the two musicians. Jenny took the lead on violin for a majority of the songs while Jason provided tasteful color on the piano. It was fun to watch Jason "trick out" the Yamaha piano for certain songs, particularly with an EBow. Due to where we were, it felt as though Jenny and Jason were playing just for me and those to my right and left at times. Truly special. Setlist included Bouy Song, Ana Eco, Frog Through His Head Back and Laughed, and That's Delight.

Lionel Loueke: To be honest, I had thought about trying to skip out to another venue during Lionel Loueke -- I was not too familiar with his music, and it seemed to be the only slot. But due to our perfect location for Vijay Iyer, we decided to stay put. And I am quite happy I did, as Loueke put on an interesting set. His playing was as diverse as the nationality of his trio (Loueke is from Benin, his drummer is Hungarian, and the bassist was Italian and Swiss) -- on his unique guitar, with its various effects, Loueke would flow in and out of African sounding rhythms into runs free of structure. Some songs he would sing along to; others, he would tap the body of his beautiful wooden guitar to make it sound like a talking drum. I enjoyed most of his set; the parts that I did not immediately enjoy were at least quite interesting. I did not regret leaving to see anyone else.

Vijay Iyer Trio: If there was a "headliner" at the festival, Vijay Iyer and his trio seemed to be it. With his critically acclaimed 2009 release Historicity topping a number of "Best Of" lists, I think quite a few people were excited with the opportunity to see him perform. Needless to say, the crowd pushed forward ever so slightly as the stage was getting set up. I must admit that my knowledge of his music was somewhat limited -- I have a Fieldwork CD (actually believe I reviewed it for Jambands.com years ago) and knew of him from various articles. Up until last night, I had found his playing to be a bit "angular." His playing isn't overly soft or sensual, but rather a confident communication of an idea (if that makes sense). Live, I thought he was quite emotional and dynamic, enjoying himself, appreciating the contributions of his bandmates. It was a great pleasure to watch, seeing how his fingers moved across the keys, maybe doubling up on one in particular as he moved up or down; how he worked the pedals; where he leaned into the instrument, or pulled away. His setlist was: Galang (according to Vijay, this was the first time his nod to M.I.A. was performed live; he jokingly said the ending gives him tendinitis), Historicity, Big Brother, Dogon AD, Helix (I think) > Segment for Sentiment #2. I should add that both Marcus Gilmore on drums and Stephan Crump are great players. Particularly Gilmore, who should this great mix of relaxation and touch along with confidence and power. As the band went over their allotted time slot, I could see two organizers off to the side becoming a bit distraught. Things were moving so well up to this point, with bands starting on time, they seemed to be concerned. I, on the other hand, wish Vijay could have kept playing -- the last five or so minutes of the set were quite beautiful. Over the closing notes, he thanked the crowd, saying it was the best one he had ever had in New York. (Side note: I had never had so many cameras surrounding me before, pointed over my shoulder or next to my hip.)

Bitches Brew Revisited: As all of the gear was moved into place for Bitches Brew revisited, I can see why the organizers were worried about time. A new drum kit (up until this point, all of the drummers were using the same kit), congas, a small PA system, Rhodes, turntables . . . all for a 40-minute set. I still remember when I first heard Bitches Brew -- the openeness, sounding as though it was recorded in a warehouse, patience, Miles's horn punching through the fog. For over half an hour last night, I got to hear it played live. What made the set successful, to me, was Marco Benevento's work on the Rhodes and Antoine Roney on bass clarinet. To my ears, they nailed their parts on the opening Pharaoh's Dance and set the tone. Of course Graham Haynes coronet was spot on -- as were his effects on the small PA, creating the well-placed echoes. Sitting over on a stool, James Blood Ulmer added the perfect tone on guitar. The rhythm section was comprised of Lonnie Plaxico on bass, Cindy Blackman (of Lenny Kravitz fame) on drums, and Adam Rudolph on percussion (also quite good). And over at the far end of the stage was DJ Logic, adding just enough turntablism to remind us we weren't in 1970. It was fun to watch Haynes count off the beginning of Bitches Brew to Benevento and Plaxico, getting it just right. As the band faded out the title track into nothing, they were met with yells for "Spanish Key" -- clearly, the crowd wanted more Miles.

Marco Benevento Trio: I was getting quite tired by the time Marco took the stage again -- this time on piano. With the previous performance pushing things back by almost an hour, I was about ready to head home (taxi this time, compared to the cold night before). I stuck around just to get some Reed Mathis and Benevento collaboration.

All in all, an amazing eight hours of music packed into one night. As artist after artist kept proclaiming from the stage, "Someone said jazz is dead?" Let's hope these sort of events happen more than once a year -- it would make many people quite happy.

New York Winter Jazz Festival, Night One

2010-01-09T16:26:00.001-05:00

Just some quick thoughts before getting ready to head out again tonight. Really a lot of fun last night, having three venues all within a block with music going on. Fun to do a festival here in New York (even if it was freezing out . . . )

Darcy James Argue's Secret Society: Great four-song set to open the Festival (Transit, Xeno, Ferromagnetic, Obsidian Flow). They just seem to get better and better each time I see them -- punchier, more confident, even some swing to their playing. Looks like Darcy picked up some new players, too.

Ben Williams & Sound Effect: Ok, straight-ahead jazz of Rhodes/sax/bass/drums. Zinc Bar was packed, warm and cozy. Those at tables seemed to be in for the long haul.

Joel Harrison Sextet: Could have skipped Ben Williams, I think, and would have enjoyed Joel Harrison more. The few moments that I saw had a bit of a Mahavishnu vibe, coming from the violin player. Upset, too, since I missed Donny McCaslin on sax (one of my fave's in Maria Schneider's band).

Briggan Krauss: Out there, mostly noise, but when it came together it really was great. First time seeing Kenny Wollesen on drums (rather than vibes) -- so entertaining to watch. The trio worked best, I think, when Kenny toned it back and used his hands on the drum kit.

Jeremy Udden's Plainville: One of the surprises of the night. I was a huge fan of the sound of this band, especially combining soprano sax with banjo and accordion (it reminded me at times of the Tin Hat Trio and Rob Burger). Laid back, dreamy at times, with maybe a nod to indie pop. Really great stuff.

Matt Wilson's Quartet: Second surprise of the night. All four players were quite good, and Matt Wilson clearly has fun behind the drums. Jeff Lederer was a standout on saxes along with the trumpet player. Highlight was the original Raga (great middle eastern vibe) and then the cover of Two Bass Hit. The playful School Yard Thug was enjoyable, too. Loved the energy.

Bobby Previte's New Bump Quartet: Not too much of a fan, to be honest. I though it lacked quite a bit of dynamism -- Previte's playing was just one-note. Hard, not much touch. The most interesting (best) part of their set was when they invited Matt Wilson and his horns up on stage for the closing number. But other than that, not too impressed.

Mark Guiliana's Beat Music: I left during their opening tuning and meandering, having started fifteen minutes late. While I wanted to last for Jamie Saft's Whoopie Pie and Peter Apfelbaum's band, I knew it would be tough. Especially with a set of what Guiliana was presenting. So I headed home and saved up for tonight . . .

23 Albums that Represent My Musical Interests

2009-12-30T16:17:00.002-05:00

First thought about focusing on ten, but I knew that wasn't going to work. And I am not sure this even covers it . . .

Beastie Boys, Paul's Boutique
The Beatles, White Album
Bela Fleck and the Flecktones, Live Art
John Coltrane, A Love Supreme
Miles Davis, 'Round About Midnight
Ani DiFranco, Living In Clip
Bob Dylan, Desire
Grateful Dead, Terrapin Station
INXS, Kick
Italian Instabile Orchestra, Litania Sibilante
Keith Jarrett, The Koln Concert
Kronos Quartet, Pieces of Africa
Led Zeppelin, Physical Graffiti
Metallica, Master of Puppets
The Mighty Mighty Bosstones, Don't Know How to Party
Joni Mitchell, Hejira
Pearl Jam, Ten
Phish, A Live One
The Sea and Cake, One Bedroom
Sigur Ros, Ágætis byrjun
Paul Simon, Graceland
Steely Dan, Countdown to Ecstasy
Frank Zappa, One Size Fits All

Past Eleven New Year's

2009-12-30T10:39:00.002-05:00

For the first time in six years, I won't be making the trip to Chicago to spend the New Year's with my friends Umphrey's McGee. Just didn't think it was possible this year, unfortunately. To think that I was so excited and filled with "hope" in January; now I am filled with "hope" for a better 2010.

1999: Phish, Big Cypress
2000: Pittsburgh?
2001: Minnesota
2002: Phish, MSG
2003: Umphrey's, Chicago
2004: Umphrey's, Chicago
2005: Umphrey's, Chicago
2006: Umphrey's, Chicago
2007: Umphrey's, Chicago
2008: Umphrey's, Chicago
2009: New York City

Quick Thoughts on Avatar (the movie)

2009-12-30T10:28:00.003-05:00

While in Minnesota for Christmas, I went to see Avatar with the in-laws. I was not planning on seeing the movie, to be honest. Just lukewarm on James Cameron (still have never seen Titanic), and what I had seen/read about the movie prior to last week came across as a little hokey. But all in all, I am quite happy we picked this over, say, The Blind Side.

Visually, amazing - everyone is agreeing with that. Even sans 3d (that showing was sold out). The story works pretty well on a number of different levels (it should be noted there are clear agendas).

I did find some scenes/details to be slightly disconcerting at first. And it might all be a bit "too much" - draining, a tad long. But there is a part of me contemplating seeing it in 3d, so that counts for something. :)

PS: Endor, anyone?
PPS: Princess Mononoke parallel. To go with the recurring Dances with Wolves and Fern Gully references I keep reading.

Albums of the Year

2009-12-11T17:41:00.001-05:00

I think . . . I know there are others that I would probably have ranked if I just listened to them more (Grizzly Bear, Phoenix). But I gotta look at those I had in my player(s) a lot.

Iron & Wine, Around the Well
various, Dark Is The Night
Volcano Choir, Unmap
Yo La Tengo, Popular Songs
John Zorn, The O'o

Extra:
Neko Case, Middle Cyclone
Jim O'Rourke, The Visitor
Umphrey's McGee, Mantis
Wilco, Wilco (the album)
John Zorn, Stolas: Book of Angels vol. 12

In My Ears

2009-12-10T10:44:00.002-05:00

Just downloaded this show and I thought I would share it with everyone. Definitely worth a listen, even if you are not a fan of the Fleet Foxes. Really great show, with a number of nice covers. I think his voice and this music go well with this gray, wintry weather.

http://www.sendspace.com/file/faaavh

FLAC > 256k MP3 via Max (for Mac)

Robin Pecknold
Neumo's
Seattle, WA
2009-07-11

Taper: Jackson Barnes
Source: SP-CMC-8 (AT943) > SP-SPSB-8 (@ 95Hz) > NJB3
Lineage: NJB3 > USB > WAV > Adobe Audition > CD Wave > Flac (8)

Setlist:

01. Intro
02. Katie Cruel (trad)
03. False Knight on the Road (trad)
04. Silver Dagger (trad)
05. He Doesn't Know Why
06. Oliver James
07. Two Headed Boy (Neutral Milk Hotel)
08. Albatross (Fleetwood Mac)
09. Oh Sister (Bob Dylan)
10. Early In the Morning (B.B. King)
11. The Book of Love (the Magnetic Fields)
12. Icicle Tusk
13. Mykonos
14. Tiger Mountain Peasant Song
15. Blue Spotted Tail
16. Encore Break + Requests
17. Dreams (Fleetwood Mac)

Notes: J. Tillman (background vocals and drums) on various songs
Skyler Skjelset (bass) on Albatross and Dreams
Robin's sister joins on the ending chorus of Dreams

Please Support:
Fleet Foxes / Robin Pecknold (aka White Antelope)
the Vera Project (theveraproject.org)
All Ages Movement Project (http://www.allagesmovementproject.org/)

Current Listening: Gianluigi Trovesi

2009-12-09T09:14:00.001-05:00

I was first turned on to Gianluigi Trovesi through the Italian Instabile Orchestra (whom I have fluffed on here before), but his solo stuff is also worth checking out. From his interpretation of Kurt Weil to his more traditional Italian "folk" music to his jazz amalgam, just really wonderful woodwind playing and refreshingly creative and alive music.

A bit of a David Grisman look-alike, I was lucky enough to have seen him perform a solo show, just him and saxophones (plural) at the small Univ. of Pitt "Public Health" auditorium. Maybe twenty of us were there? A special night, for sure . . .

Phish at the Garden, Night Three

2009-12-05T01:21:00.003-05:00

Really quick, as I am sleepy.

After the fourth row middle Wednesday and fourth row Page on Thursday, I was further back tonight, in line with the front "railing" of Front of House. While you don't get to see the guys' expressions, it was nice to be able to fully take in the lights (and then glance back at Kuroda working his magic, with Warren Haynes looking on).

First set seemed one dimensional to me -- lots of rock and pedal-down kind of songs with really only Reba to add some "beauty" (I guess Glide could be thrown in there). The first four songs actually felt like four openers. Not to say that songs were not played well, or that they didn't excite the crowd (as both were true); I just wasn't as excited as maybe some others. Dinner and a Movie was a nice treat. And I liked First Tube, but not the Sand that I was hoping for.

Observed that Guyute was pretty much in the same slot as Time Turns Elastic was last night.

The second set was a completely different story. Just about perfect, imo. (I was told that tonight was actually a setlist; the previous two were "songlists.") Enjoyed everything -- the songs flowed well, from Scents up to the New York-centered Rock & Roll back down to 7 Below (with memories of seven years ago) up with the woos of Twist and then the goodness known as Mike's Groove. Horse Silent to breathe, and the YEM to wrap it up. Capped off with a fitting Stones cover.

(It didn't hurt that I got to listen to some of Weekapaug through SBD headphones! as I was at the Board from Hydrogen through YEM. Pretty f'n sweet . . . )

Certainly a great three nights. So happy to have been able to see these shows to cap off my Phish 2009.

(I wanted to quickly thank Herschel for the amazing tickets; the experience would not have been the same.)

Phish at the Garden, Night Two

2009-12-04T10:02:00.001-05:00

While I felt the first night rode off of more of a "rock" vibe, feeding off the energy of the Garden, last night's was a bit more groove and funk oriented (and we were definitely feeling it). While some of the "funk" could have gone on a bit longer, I certainly did not leave wanting.

I am always a big fan of the Punch opener (for some reason it was off my radar; I am stuck in a Buried Alive rut, lol). The Number Line was very well played; at one point, Laura grabbed me and said it reminded her of the Dead. I have to agree; Trey just seems to channel Jerry or something during that song. Laura got a Boogie On at Jones Beach, and she got one again last night. A bit short, but was full of Mike's bubbly tone (that I heard in Light the night before). Stash was well played. Time is still better with the NY Phil, but I don't mind the ending. And I thought that Back On the Train, Julius was a nice way to end the set (by the closing refrains of Julius, I had forgotten about any let downs that may have occurred).

Jam of the run so far, imo, was the Down With Disease. Explored many different areas, from the "standard" DWD jam to some blues rock to some spaciness; it was really nice to see them venture out a bit. I wrote "gooeyness" in my book. I am a fan of Piper, so I was happy to hear it, even if it was relatively standard. And the Fluffhead was well played and was a crowd pleaser. During Fluff, these two people just in front of us were holding up "Cities" signs. I turned to the other Jeremy and joked that they were just going to stop Fluffhead and go into Cities; so when they started up Cities after some discussion, my jaw dropped, lol. I am not sure if they saw the signs, but that didn't stop the two fans from jumping up and down, receiving high-fives. I feel as though the Cities ended a bit early (the Haley's certainly did, imo), but I enjoyed the Free. (I quite enjoy the Billy Breathes songs, mostly for Trey's playing; but I am always reminded how interesting Mike can be. Both Taste and Free were good examples of that last night.) Bowie was a strong way to close, and Zero was just rock.

All in all, I had a great time last night. As did Laura -- it was great to see her getting down with a huge smile on her face. Maybe it was the seats mixed with the funk and "dirty organ" that she likes so much, but it made for a great night. It is certainly special to share something as fun and exciting and meaningful as a Phish concert with Laura. Makes it that much better . . .

Nice to enter night three with no expectations . . .

Phish at the Garden, Night One

2009-12-03T01:07:00.001-05:00

About ready to head to bed with the rain hitting the window, but I wanted to share some quick thoughts. Light was the highlight of the night, imo. Great jam, nice and long, went a few different places. Peaches was a definite treat as well. Hood was good, Slave had standard prettiness. Need to listen to Tweezer again . . .

Trey looked like he was having a blast all night, from Chalkdust on. Dancing and smiling and doing little leg moves. Eating it up (letting little grins sneak out as he was waiting during the Divided pause).

Good show, not great. Excited to see what Thursday and Friday have in store for us . . .

Photos to be uploaded in the morning.

I should add that it was very loud. Well, being in the fourth (f'n) row might do that to you. Hopefully I can sleep off the buzzing in my ears. (If only I got those earplugs made for me when I had a job.)

Graceful? Civic Art?

2009-11-10T12:21:00.003-05:00

I was first made aware of this recent NYTimes article through a Tweet by @NewUrbanism. It is entitled "Graceful Interchanges, Now Doubling as Civic Sculpture". I will admit that I was slightly biased before even reading the article, but it did little to change my mind. The premise seems quite forced to me, to be honest. "Just because" doesn't make it right -- just because people use interchanges as landmarks doesn't give sinuous pavement positive attributes. And the comparison of graceful, safe, and to-scale traffic circles to four-leveled grotesque highway interchanges is simply illogical.

Saying Hello

2009-10-31T17:47:00.002-04:00

I just wanted to take a quick moment to say Hello. I am due to post; I have realized that for some time now, but I just wasn't able to sit and write as I had intended. Last week was just one of those weeks -- not too great. Rainy, cold. I felt at times that I just couldn't focus . . . Hopefully next week will be different. And I can write about those things that have been on my mind. Bruce Springsteen's last show at Giants Stadium. A trip to the Met. Seeing the musical Fela! last night.

I will say that I had a great time this afternoon acting as photographer at a toddler/infant Halloween party. There is something about being surrounded by little ones (that don't come with any responsibility, mind you) that just fills me with smiles. So that is a good thing . . .

That's it for now. Go Irish! And Go Pens.

Inside all of us is a Wild Thing

2009-10-17T10:22:00.002-04:00

I grew up on Maurice Sendak. In (Montessori) kindergarten, I won a contest after designing a wild thing, stuffed with paper. My prize was a gift certificate to the Pinocchio Book Store in Pittsburgh -- I got an Ed Emberley drawing book and I think something on dinosaurs. I also received a copy of In the Night Kitchen -- with a signed bookplate! His works combined creativity and imagination, a focus on escape or other lands, with such wonderfully detailed illustrations. All of these things continue to hold my attention.

So when I heard that Where the Wild Things was going to be made into a movie, written by Dave Eggers of all people, I couldn't wait for its release. Throw in Spike Jonze, Gandolfini, Keener, Whitaker . . . man. The drama over its supposed darkness and the fight over what version to release only heightened my interest. That Spike and Dave had Maurice's full support gave me confidence.

After focusing on my portfolio and some cover letters, I decided to go to the 4:00 showing this afternoon. Not that I would have had no one to accompany me -- because I am sure the opposite is true -- I simply felt moved to go today. And going alone seemed fitting, with the story's focus on loneliness. For the most part, I was surrounded by parents (or nannies) and kids. Although there were a fee other adults sans youngins.

All in all, I think the movie is quite successful. Visually, it is spectacular. The movie lives up to Sendak's creative vision in its own way. I believe we have Jonze and the Henson Workshop to thank for that. The wild things are incredible, as is the scenery and the creative "sets." And for a first time actor, one who is on screen for just about the whole movie, Max is quite good. And all the voices are each perfect. Now, I have heard criticisms that the movie is too "wild" and too adult. But I think if you are going to take a picture book that has ten sentences and make it a 90-minute live action movie, it needs to be exaggerated. The characters, their emotions, the scenery. It needs to fill the movie -- without losing the story. And I feel this movie does that. (I was not all that surprised to see Tom Hanks listed as producer, along with Sendak. I am sure their commitment help get this accomplished.)

I am excited to see it again with my family or close friends. Even though there is this focus on feeling alone and out of place, it comes back to family. As it should.

Tuesday Musings

2009-10-06T12:58:00.000-04:00

- Glancing through Rolling Stone this morning, I came across a little article on Norah Jones' new album. In the article, they mention a song about pirates (or, well, pirates is in the title). Through association, I listened to Rickie Lee Jones' album "Pirates" this morning on the way to work. It actually was a perfect choice, matching the sun and brisk air. While that is the only Rickie Lee album that I have, I am content with those offerings. Every song is this nice little perfect pop package.

- I make a point of fighting through a crowd in the subway to go up the right-hand stairs. On principle.

- I am quite excited this morning to read this news: "The film version of The Girl with the Dragon Tattoo has a US distributor, will open here early next year: http://is.gd/40ilI. I have really enjoyed both The Girl With the Dragon Tattoo and its sequel The Girl Who Played with Fire (enjoyed the first so much that I bought the British version of the second, not wanting to wait for the American publication). And this weekend, I hope to have the third in my hands. This version of the book has done quite well in Europe, and I am excited to see this interpretation. I am not sure what this says about my faith in Hollywood, but I think I would much rather see a European version of the books than an American remake.

- I am sure this has been discussed before, but oysters are a funny "food." I am growing to like them, but I can't really figure out why. I am not experienced enough to necessarily "taste" the different types. And really, what are you tasting? The condiments, the salt water . . . They are almost just a carrier for other tastes, with a focus on texture. What other food is like that? Celery?

- We took a trip to Connecticut last Sunday to visit old Pittsburgh friends who had relocated to New London. It is nice to get out and drive, especially at this time of the year. Some trees were turning color, others were still green, so there was a nice contrast along I-95. This weekend, we plan to head out to do some apple and punkin picking -- two weekends in a row should be quite nice.

- Thinking a little of that music conundrum: Do you want the music you listen to to be *your* secret. Keep it intimate and small. Or do you actually wish the musicians the best and hope they grow and succeed. I guess this can apply to authors and visual artists as well. That possesiveness that is so rampant in internet culture. My band is better than your band. I loved way back when when we could see this band with only 80 other people.

No Country for Old NetFlix Rentals

2009-10-01T17:22:00.002-04:00

Finally, after maybe a year (gasp!) I got around to watching No Country for Old Men. I had wanted to see it -- and that didn't disappear, but Laura didn't have much interest and I just sat on it. And sat. And sat . . . Until today. Thank god I finally watched it. I really, really enjoyed the movie. Having read The Road, I could clearly see McCarthy's writing come through the Coen's vision. Well done. Now, maybe I should read the book.

SPOILER (Just in case there are some who have waited longer than me . . . )

Just a few questions/thoughts. Was wondering if anyone else has given thought to the symbolism of socks. White socks, changes socks in the bathroom, changing socks in the hotel room. Just noticed lots of socks.

How far did the transponder work? From when Moss moved from the Motel to the Hotel, how did Anton follow him? Did the Mexicans have a transponder, finding Moss at that Motel before the three of them were killed?

And I am guessing that the Mexican in the suit called his associates with the hotel after getting information at the bus station, beating Anton to Moss?

Thoughts On the Irish

2009-09-28T17:13:00.001-04:00

I was hoping it was going to be an easier win for the Irish. But with Clausen hobbled and Armando not seeing a snap, we didn't do too bad at all. Hopefully it will be one of those character-builders. If we can get by Washington next week -- it will be tough -- and then make the most of the week off, we should head into the USC game healthy and confident.

Not Sure About Crocs . . .

2009-09-23T14:28:00.002-04:00

I read that Mario was going to be at the Food Emporium on 59 and 1st this afternoon, signing copies of his new Grilling book as well as providing samples of some sauce is is licensing. So I took the bus down, as I had other errands to run, and walked in. There was no line, three clean-cut guys serving this penne and pasta, and Mario sitting at a table with his book and around four or five handlers milling in the back. There were more in the entourage than there to see him. So I tried the sauce -- pretty good, actually -- got the book, and had him sign the new one and Molto (which I had brought). He signed both with this nice, bright orange maker. He looked a little tired, shorter than I was expecting, but had a big smile on his face. Was completely friendly, we talked about his butter and sage sauce along with the new bottled arrabiata, and I was on my way.

Wondering if it ever got any busier . . .

(His feet were under the table. Never got to see his Clogs, or lack there of . . . )

Quick Irish Thoughts

2009-09-20T16:40:00.003-04:00

I am feeling quite a bit of relief after yesterday's win against the Spartans of Michigan State. I was shocked to hear that the last time the Irish beat Michigan State in Notre Dame stadium was my freshman year of school. That was as streak that needed to end. Thankfully, it happened yesterday.

Sadly, though, it came with the loss of Michael "Pink" Floyd. I certainly think that the loss of Floyd will hurt them -- one of the best receivers in the country. But if Tate can hold on to a few more balls, and Clausen continues to use the tight end and the other young receivers, the offense should keep moving along. The line looks so much better than last year -- one sack in three games, and huge games for Allen. They just need to stop blatantly holding . . .

The D is another thing. I have no idea what Tenuta is doing up there in the booth, but he needs to change things around. Quickly. Purdue should be ok, but Washington will be quite tough, and the we have USC. Sure, they aren't putting up points, but they are still USC . . .

I have more confidence than after last week, but it is thin.

The moments all glow, frozen and free from time.

2009-09-17T16:16:00.004-04:00

09.12.09
Trey Anastasio with the New York Philharmonic
Stern Auditorium / Perelman Stage, Carnegie Hall, New York, New York

Concert:
First Tube, The Inlaw Josie Wales@, Brian & Robert@, The Divided Sky, Water in the Sky@, Pebbles & Marbles*, Guyute (Orchestral)**

intermission

Time Turns Elastic, Let Me Lie@, You Enjoy Myself*

Encore:
If I Could@

Notes:
benefit for the New York Philharmonic and the Kristine Anastasio Manning Memorial Fund
@ Trey on acoustic guitar
* no lyrics
** complete, with "orchestral" My Friend My Friend beginning; no lyrics

I have enjoyed becoming reacquainted with Phish's music over these past six or seven months. I will admit that after Coventry (2004), Phish did not take up a substantial percentage of my play counts. Some reminiscing here or there, but even that was limited. But since Phish's return to the stage on Three-Six-Nine (and the four shows I have seen), I have enjoyed being reintroduced to their music. While that music may not have been as adventurous as in times past, there was a sense of rebirth or renewal. The songs were fresh and alive, the band was smiling and focused. Trey's performance Saturday night with the New York Philharmonic fits in to that arc perfectly.

Laura and I had seen Trey with an orchestra once before, as part of his closing of Bonnaroo 2004. While we were hundreds of yards back, sitting on stools in the mud, tired and drained, we actually quite enjoyed that set of music. There was something quite relaxing -- even fitting -- in hearing the Nashville Chamber Orchestra fill the air. The type of music and its softness made those who wanted to listen strain to catch the subtleties. You had to focus on what was being played. It was while rehearsing for this concert that I believe Trey met Don Hart, the eventual co-composer of Time Turns Elastic. Now, I had heard the Phish debut of Time Turns Elastic at Fenway. While I appreciated the song, it was not one of those on my list of "Wants" that I bring with me to every Phish show. If it was performed like Saturday's, though, with the Prelude, that would be a different story.

We arrived at Carnegie Hall on Saturday night with just a few minutes to spare. We had been north of the Bronx and were relying on the train to get us to Grand Central on time (it did). Thanks to a good friend, we were able to swap out our seats in the upper balcony with a box to the left. This was the first time either Laura or I had been in a private box at a concert hall, so that in and of itself was special (own doors, coat hooks, eight chairs all crammed in with varying heights). We reveled in the view. (I should admit that I was not as elated as I had hoped due to some unfortunate football results -- but as music often does, I quickly forgot the negative and was taken to a different place.)

As soon as we took our seats, I began to soak in the atmosphere. While not rowdy or disrespectful, there was an electricity that is absent from other performances I had seen in the Stern Auditorium. The crowd was comprised of all ages, people were dressed up and down -- suits and ties and ties with tie-dyes. Because I was busy looking around, I didn't take a moment to page through the program and notice that the "setlist" was published. Once I found that out, I tried hard not to look -- I wanted to be surprised like with a "normal" Phish show.

The lights went down and the symphony took the stage (roar), followed by the concert mistress (roar), and then Trey and conductor Asher Fisch walked out (deafening roar). Smiles all around -- including the members of the symphony. If they weren't convinced it was going to be a unique evening for all involved, I am sure they were by then. Normal Carnegie Hall etiquette was set aside (not completely dismissed, mind you, but slightly out of mind). The First Tube was a nice surprise. I had listened to Trey's performance with the Baltimore Symphony Orchestra from May 21st earlier last week, so I had heard an orchestral version. But nothing prepared for how well it would sound in person. Trey alone between the violins and the conductor, in his recognizable stance, dressed in a dark suit and suede boots. His playing was the quietest I had ever heard coming from his electric guitar -- maybe he was conscious of the possible clash between an amplified instrument and the orchestra. Or maybe just wanting to play below. Either way, it was tasteful, and made his solos that much more effective. The Inlaw Josie Wales and Brian & Robert were little gems of songs. Maybe not as unique as some of the others, just due to their simple nature, but it was still wonderful to hear Trey play his acoustic in such a precise manner. The Divided Sky was simply beautiful.

One of the highlights for me had to have been the Pebbles and Marbles. This song was meant to be played with an orchestra. And I particularly loved the extra bounce given to it by the horn section (an all-horn big band version would be perfect; Trey is friends with Maria Schneider, right). The Guyute was just about perfect as well, with the fitting My Friend My Friend opening, and then how the strings jump into the chase/jig section. A great way to close the first set. Intermission was filled with smiles, huge cheers, shaking of heads (and the smell of marijuana in the bathroom).

For the second, I especially enjoy Time Turns Elastic's Prelude, especially the last few moments before the "Phish" section; that has to be my favorite part of the composition, where it drops into that "bluesy" melody. Reminds me of Porgy & Bess. Since I was concentrating and more focused on this version, I also was made more aware of the lyrics focus on the changing seasons. The album cover and its streaming colors started to make sense to me. Joy was, well, a bit better in this setting. You Enjoy Myself, as to be expected, was the highlight. Just the anticipation of how it was going to be handled. How the trombones playfully recreated the "Boy, Man, God, Shit" section. Turning to Laura asking when the tramp would be brought out. Even the vocal jam at the end, sung by Trey on the lip of the stage in such a gentle manner. The If I Could encore was just icing on the cake, to watch Trey and Fisch take their deep bows; see Don Hart come out for this acknowledgment; the smiles on the orchestra's faces. A wonderful night of music all around.

Just want to conclude by saying the concert was particularly moving for Laura. In High School, she had actually played on that stage with her symphony. She understood the grandeur and history of that room, and what it means to play in Carnegie Hall. She was also privy to the rituals of an orchestra -- when the crowd gives a standing ovation, the full orchestra stands, the shaking of the hand with the concert mistress, when to clap and when not to clap. It was fun to whisper with her during each song, to see the joy and excitement in her eyes as "her" world meshed with "mine" in such a beautiful and seamless way. I am happy we were able to experience that together.

Thoughts On the Stillers

2009-09-11T13:01:00.001-04:00

Well, the Stillers sure enjoy playing with their fans like a yo-yo, don't they? The game was typical Steelers football. Amazing at times, from both Ben and the defense, and infuriating at others -- no running game, heart attack-inducing Ben decisions, giving up big plays on D. They definitely need to get their running game going -- maybe Tennessee's defense is just that good? Happy to get out with a win, and it was surely entertaining . . .

Can't imagine Chicago is going to be easy.

Some Thoughts on Tom Robbins

2009-09-10T16:05:00.002-04:00

A few months ago, Tom was kicking off a tour for his new "children's book for adults/adult's book for children," B is for Beer. Cute book, really easy read. I think it was pretty successful as a mix of who Robbins is with a conscious effort to make it suitable for kids. I was able to see him read from it and answer some questions at the Union Square Barnes & Noble's.

Along with B is for Beer, I have read four of his books. My favorite has to be Fierce Invalids Home from Hot Climates (love the nun), followed by Jitterbug Perfume (great characters, mixing Bacchus, immortality, beets, and perfume), Villa Ingognito (nods to Apocalypse Now and the circus) then Still Life with Woodpecker.

What I am attracted to in Robbins work is this willingness to reach into the absurd, mixed with his incredibly complex characters, humor, and sexuality. My favorite author has to be John Irving, who does a wonderful job with the complex characters, humor, and sexuality; Robbins tosses in a bit more of the absurd and takes it to some great places.

What became clear during the Q&A after the reading was that Robbins' philosophy in life is all-encompassing, and comes through quite clearly in works of fiction. He is able to wrap together his philosophizing, with his distrust of government and religion, capped off by hitting is over the head with characters who are as gray as gray can be. There is no black and white in his world -- just as there is not black and white in our world. We are complex beings.

One idea that stuck with me was his brief discussion of contemporary fiction. He said most works today are a focus on domestic issues, describing how the cookies are burning. But we already know that the cookies are burning. What he likes to do with his fiction and his doses of philosophy is hopefully offer some examples of how to turn off the oven. I liked that a lot.

Random Musings on Modern Music

2009-09-04T15:53:00.003-04:00

This may be a bit difficult to follow as the context will not be apparent, but there has been some discussion a bulletin board about the music of jazz saxophonist Anthony Braxton. And what it means to be "good" music versus "bad." I just wanted to share some of my thoughts. I hope they make sense removed from the thread. Or, maybe, it fits with the modern jazz theme . . .

Well, I think you need to look at it on two levels. Appreciation, and Enjoyment. The assessment of Enjoyment comes easier. While there are certainly bands that I have grown to Enjoy years after first dismissal, I think it is safe to say that Enjoyment can come on first listen (and usually does). Something about the music is appealing to your ears and you want to keep listening. It gives you joy, or some other emotion that you want in your life (maybe that is sadness).

Now, Appreciation I think takes more knowledge. You need an understanding of how to write music, or play music, or what it takes to present what you are hearing. You may not Enjoy it, but the knowledge allows for Appreciation.

I have not been able to listen to the link that you have posted, but I can kind of guess what it may sound like from my knowledge of Braxton and how he writes, along with the fellow posters' descriptions. I am guessing it isn't something I will want to listen to on a regular basis, but if I am willing to put the time in, I may come to Appreciate it. But that doesn't mean I will like it, you know?

(The "Over one's head" description of art is a tough one for me. I went to school and studied to be a Classical architect. We learned about beauty and proportion, commodity, context. While I do Appreciate certain pieces of Modern art, whether that is painting, music, sculpture, it is usually when I am able to relate to a section and ignore what I may not "get." But when it moves towards the realm of a giant black canvas or what is essentially noise, I struggle a little bit . . . )

___

Sidenote: I believe it was on the recent PBS special about Oliver Sacks book, but some researcher went to some remote village that had never heard Western music -- at all. And he played pieces that were decidedly happy, sad, angry -- due to major/minor, a crescendo, etc. And he asked the indigenous people to identify the "tone" of the music by pointing to faces that represent (world-wide) emotion. And overwhelmingly they supported the "Western" interpretation to the music. Proving that there are inherent qualities in music that cause certain feelings, regardless of culture or an understanding. (Much like proportion, the Golden Section, etc.). If a piece of music lacks any triggers, it becomes harder, I think, to understand it and find ways to relate to it.

Phish: A Most Un-sexual Experience

2009-08-26T16:29:00.001-04:00

A bit of an interesting read:

Phish: A Most Un-sexual Experience

Stew, Spike, and Strange

2009-08-26T14:24:00.002-04:00

Even though I unfortunately missed Passing Strange on Broadway, I made a point of grabbing tickets (four; me, Laura, Emme, and her friend Jake) for a showing of the Spike Lee documentary at the IFC Theater. Thank god that I did, and not just because the showings had sold out (the line was huge!). I found Spike's capturing of Passing Strange to be incredibly successful, mixing intimate shots of the sweat dripping off the performers faces with views from the back of the stage, with Stew (writer, lead) silhouetted against the background of the last performance's audience. The success of musical must have been sharpened through Spike's lens of intimacy, as the mix of story, lyrics, melody, emotion, and weight of the last performance all heightened my own emotions last Saturday. I hadn't felt like that at a movie in I don't know how long. Thanks for that . . .

Discussion on the Civic Arena

2009-08-18T14:42:00.004-04:00

I wanted to share a discussion I have just started with a good friend and Pittsburgher. It brings up interesting topics such as urban renewal, preservation, urban responsibility, and learning from history.

I'd like to know what you two think should be done . . .

http://www.popcitymedia.com/features/arena0812.aspx

Just curious.

Phil,

My old firm had put together a full master plan that would fit into the space vacated by the Arena and its parking lot. As I think is clearly stated by Sala Udin, quoted in the piece, there is a perfect opportunity to re-stitch the Hill District back into the City of Pittsburgh. I am sure you don't need to be told of the history of the Hill, but it was like Harlem. Vibrant, full of jazz and life and food. Name a jazz artist and he or she probably played in the Hill. But as times progressed, it was viewed as "blighted" and provided ample space for the Arena. And by strangling it from the rest of the City, it really did die (two other examples are East Liberty's "outdoor mall" and the Allegheny Center on the North Side). I think that any opportunity to try and fix this massive Wrong should be thoroughly investigated.

Sure the Arena had some engineering behind it -- but oh well. It is now outdated and I think we would really struggle to find a viable reuse for the building as well as for the surrounding land. I do not think the trade off would be worth it, to be honest.

Unpublished Umphrey's Review

2009-08-18T14:13:00.005-04:00

Here is a review that I wrote for Umphrey's last DVD release, Soundstage Presents. The review was left unpublished, so I thought it was time to share it with the world. I hope you enjoy.

Soundstage Presents: Umphrey's McGee - Live (2009)
E1 Entertainment U.S.

From 1974 through 1985, Chicago's public television station WTTW offered a live music program that featured artists such as Bob Dylan, Bonnie Raitt, the Doobie Brothers, and Harry Chapin. Soundstage was reintroduced sixteen years later and added the Dave Matthews Band, John Mayer, Robert Plant, Wilco, Sonic Youth, and Alison Krauss, among others, to their illustrative list. And in August of 2007, Chicago's own Umphrey's McGee entered the WTTW studios to record a set of their own.

Since the recording, Umphrey's has entered the studio, recorded, and released an ambitious studio album (Mantis). With a band such as Umphrey's, who can switch genres as quickly as with the next verse, one might think that a DVD from 22 months earlier might come across as an archival release, a snap shot of where they were instead of a current representation. Rather, the Soundstage DVD successfully offers a glimpse into Umphrey's current musical focus, especially when compared to their previous two full-length DVD releases. Live From the Lake Coast was recorded in 2002 and showed a youthful albeit exuberant band (with original drummer Mike Mirro rather than current drummer Kris Myers); Wrapped Around Chicago, filmed in December 2004, had a focus on the energetic "circus" that is a New Year's run in their hometown. Soundstage, filmed in High-Definition and mixed in Surround Sound, shows a mature and confident band, communicating on stage and succeeding where they take chances. The numerous angles and patient editing allows for the viewer to observe in detail the music as it is created.

While the original PBS airing of the Soundstage performance was edited down to an hour, the DVD is over two hours long and is the complete performance, in order (except for the absences of The Triple Wide and a few false starts to the song Words). The highlight of the DVD is the pairing of Out of Order and Great American. Out of Order represents the progressive side to Umphrey's, as they seamlessly blend disparate sections into a fully realized composition. The Great American, on the other hand, is an open and patient version that highlights the band's ability to play simply beautiful music. Halfway through the song, guitarists Brendan Bayliss and Jake Cinninger switch from acoustic guitars to electric to provide some color without losing the overall feel. One other standout is an experimental version of Walletsworth, a song that is usually quite pedestrian. This version opens itself up with some frenetic interplay between keyboardist Joel Cummins and Cinninger, showing a disregard for any thoughts of playing it safe for public television.

It should be mentioned that the title of this series is fitting, as it does appear the band is indeed playing on a rather large soundstage, rather than a theater or club. And while the numerous video screens and digital curtains that are suspended in front of a glowing backdrop provide a visual interest behind the band, the overall setting does come across as a bit sterile.

As a glimpse into efforts that are more recent, Umphrey's has included two bonus tracks on the DVD taken from their December 30, 2008 performance at The Auditorium Theatre in Chicago. The first track is the live debut of Made to Measure, a song on their Mantis release. This version features jazz saxophonist Joshua Redman, who has played with the band on a number of occasions since 2004. The second song is the aptly named unreleased instrumental Wizard Burial Ground -- think progressive metal with a nod to the 80s.

On first glance, one might question Umphrey's McGee's most recent DVD release. The majority of one set, originally played and recorded for broadcast on PBS, from a large soundstage outside of Chicago. But Soundstage Presents: Umphrey's McGee presents the band focused and experimenting, in command of the stage and music, in crystal clear sound and video.

Here is a glimpse into the performance, a snippet from Ocean Billy.

Been Too Long

2009-08-06T10:50:00.002-04:00

I am sorry for the delay in writing, all my loyal readers. Ahem. It isn't as if there is nothing to write about, because there is actually a ton. A trip north out of the City to visit the Storm King Art Center, followed by another Wilco show; a trip home to Pittsburgh for about six days visiting with my family and a number of old friends (which included mortgage burning, s'mores, drive ins); a trip to Central Park to attempt a few selections from Mark Bittman's 101 Simple Salads for the Summer Season; a few trips into my old office to help out with marketing and graphics. What else . . .

But I guess, for now, I will quickly share that I had a dream about Lance Armstrong last night. I guess it was brought on by reading his Tweets since the Tour de France, replying to a few of them, and not hearing back, lol. It seemed as though we were just hanging out, chilling. This was over the course of a long period of time, it seemed. And at one point, we were talking about some town or village somewhere. Lance was actually using hand gestures to describe the way the streets intersected -- kind of cool, actually. But for some odd reason, we were standing in a small bedroom where my sister was sleeping and I remember her briefly waking, prompting us to take our conversation outside.

Fun.

Hoodoo voodoo / Chooka chooky choochoo

2009-07-16T00:48:00.005-04:00

I went into Monday night's Wilco show at Keyspan Park without any real expectations. The only thing that I was anxious about was getting out to Coney Island in time to see as much of Yo La Tengo's opening set as possible. I had listened to their newest album a few times when it had first surfaced, and it enjoyed it well enough. And I have found that with Wilco, it is easier not to expect much -- setlists will be similar, banter might have the same ring, but no matter, what, they always have a way of making me leave with a huge grin on my face. Last year at McCarren Park, they did it with horns and Kingpin. This year, I need to thank Nels and friends I think.

Met Jake in SoHo and we jumped on an N, then Q, and headed out to Coney Island. It sure is way out there . . . After running into two friends, we joined the throng of people and made our way around to the back of Keyspan Park, where they were letting in those of us with Field Tickets. As tickets were getting checked, I could hear the sound of Autumn Sweater wafting through the air. It only heightened my desire to get in.

Unlike Fenway Park for Phish, concert goers were allowed on the infield at Keyspan Park. Actually, that is where the standing-room area was, on the infield (covered by this plastic "floor"). The stage was somewhere behind second base, facing home plate and the stands. We worked our way around the crowd and found a spot pretty close to the left and in front of the soundboard (maybe 20 people back?).

Due the early start, the crowd was still relatively thin for YLT. Everyone else missed out, in my opinion. I quite enjoyed what I saw of the set, which covered the breadth of their catalog, with couple of new songs (Periodically Double or Triple and Nothing to Hide, I think) and oldies. Nothing stood up, though, to the stadium-shattering monster that was The Story of Yo La Tengo. When Ira wants to wrestle notes out of his guitar, there is nothing that is going to get in his way. And boy did he wrestle -- spinning the tuning pegs, hunched over, upside down, stretching and coaxing . . . Couldn't have asked for a better closer to their set, even though it might have scared a few in attendance.

Yo La Tengo ended their set at 8:00 on the dot, and exactly 30 minutes later, as the crowd continued to fill out, Wilco took the stage. If I would have glanced at some of the earlier setlists, I am sure I would not have been too surprised with what they had played. Wilco (the song) opener should have been expected -- debuted on The Colbert Report, I believe, a few months earlier? I thought that the older songs were played a well as I have heard live, and the new songs stood out if only for their "lightness." They just didn't, well, rock as hard as the older songs. Maybe that had something to do with my unfamiliarity, or just the overall tone of Wilco (the album). (The only standout might have been Bull Black Nova, which I think I read was described as a mini Spiders. Kaz?)

Since we were Stage Right, my focus was primarily on Nels -- I have been a fan of his for some time now, both as a member of Wilco and with his jazz work (especially with Jenny Scheinman). It is always enjoyable to watch his focus and mastery of the guitar, switching out each song to get just the right sound or tone. At one point, he was playing this miniature twelve-string guitar while he held a lap guitar in front of him, changing within the same song (Deeper Down?).

I remember Handshake Drugs rocked quite hard. And as to be expected, the one two of Impossible Germany and Jesus Etc. in the middle of the set was just about perfect. Nels' solo in Impossible Germany was longer than I remembered it -- and was just perfect. Solo of the night. And, well, Jesus Etc. is possibly my favorite song ever. I'm Always In Love is a fun crowd pleaser, as is Hate It Here. To close, Jeff put down his guitar and strolled the front of the stage singing Hummingbird, like a crooner. It was a nice touch.

Heavy Metal Drummer was to be expected as an encore -- the rest of the two encores, for me, was completely unexpected. It started with Feist coming out to sing You and I. (I later found out she sang that song with them the following night on Letterman.) It might be easy to say that Feist makes everything, well, sweeter. I think it would be hard to admit that You and I isn't simply a wonderfully sweet song. It was great seeing her sharing smiles with Jeff and John Stirratt. Now, it was a nice novelty to have her and Ed play tambourines and sing back-up to California Stars and You Never Know -- I sadly couldn't hear their contributions all that clearly. (The best part of having Feist play percussion on Hoodoo Voodoo was seeing the perpetually sweaty Glenn Kotche grinning ear to ear as she stood on his riser over his left shoulder.)

In my mind, as I walked into the venue Monday night, I quickly played with the idea of Yo La Tengo sitting in on Spiders (Kidsmoke). Honestly. I thought it was far fetched, mind you, but it seemed the be the song with the best fit. So as Jeff invited all of Yo La Tengo on stage for Spiders, I just about flipped. James McNew joined Mikael Jorgensen on keys, Georgia grabbed some maracas and stood next to Pat Sansone, and Ira took a spot on the far corner of the stage. And we were off. Now, it probably was a little unreasonable to expect some sort of 20-minute freak-out. And while the version wasn't all that different, it certainly had a much fuller sound with everyone pitching in (was just waiting for Ira to step up slightly; he appeared to let Nels handle most of the crazy build in the middle.) Certainly worth a few relistens.

The Late Greats was an expected second encore. And the acknowledgement of Wood Guthrie's neighborhood and the writing of Hoodoo Voodoo just down the street was a nice touch to end the night. And the little duel between Nels and Pat was fun to watch -- it is like a big dog just toying with the little puppy. You know he could crush him with the slightest move, but he enjoys the play.

If I was to relisten to the show, I am sure I could be a bit more critical. But sometimes that just isn't worth the effort. I enjoyed the hell out of the show Monday night. And the guests were just icing on the Coney cake. It will be hard not to get my hopes up for Saturday night at Dutchess Stadium -- but hey, I am sure they will do something that will keep me smiling all the way home . . .

My photos can be found here.

Yo La Tengo:
(walked in)
Autumn Sweater
Periodically Double Or Triple
From A Motel 6
Nothing To Hide
Tom Courtenay
The Story of Yo La Tango

Wilco:
Wilco (the song)
I Am Trying to Break Your Heart
Shot in the Arm
At Least That's What You Said
Bull Black Nova
You Are My Face
One Wing
Handshake Drugs
Deeper Down
Impossible Germany
Jesus Etc.
Sonny Feeling
I'm Always in Love
Can't Stand It
Hate it Here
Walken
I'm the Man Who Loves You
Hummingbird

1st Encore:
Heavy Metal Drummer
You And I*
California Stars**
You Never Know**
Misunderstood
Spiders (Kidsmoke)$

2nd Encore:
The Late Greats
Hoodoo Voodoo**

* with Feist on vocals
** with Feist and Ed Droste (Grizzly Bear) on backup vocals and percussion
$ with Yo La Tengo

Medicine for Melancholy (thumbs up)

2009-07-09T11:34:00.002-04:00

I went to BAM last night with my sister to see Medicine for Melancholy (part of their AfroPunk festival). While I do enjoy small movies like this one, my interest was initially piqued simply because of Wyatt Cenac. I have been a fan of Wyatt's since he joined the Daily Show (didn't realize he earlier wrote for King of the Hill) and was excited to see his range in a movie. And he did not disappoint in the least. I thought he was convincing as his character and sprinkled in just enough of his humor. And there was definite chemistry with the beautiful Tracey Heggins, his co-star in the movie. The concept certainly isn't new, but I don't think that held the movie back. And I absolutely loved the way the filmmaker shot San Francisco -- lots of great views of that beautiful City, both in the day and at night, in an over-saturated light (almost black and white). There is a clear emphasis on "what it means to be Black in San Francisco," but I do not think it weighs down the film too much.

I should mention that Emme and I had a great dinner at The Smoke Joint. Very tasty pulled pork, mac'n'cheese, good beer . . . Nice way to start the night. Have always wanted to try the Ft. Greene restaurant, and it certainly did not disappoint.

A Recovery Week and the Long Weekend

2009-07-03T11:00:00.005-04:00

After the focus that I attempted to give the LEED exam last week, and then the unfortunate/disappointing/disrupting movement of my test from Monday to Sunday, then not passing by only a few points, I didn't enter this week in the greatest of moods. Maybe if the US soccer team was able to hold on against Brazil in the Confederations Cup Final, I might have been a bit lighter on my feet. But they couldn't even help. So, it is nice to have a Friday "off" if only because it means that L is home and we can just hang out this morning. Eating, making salads for the Park this afternoon, watching tennis . . .

I did have a good Wednesday with Emme, though. I wanted to make sure I saw the Gustave Caillebotte show at the Brooklyn Museum before it closed this weekend. He has ranked up at the top of my favorite painters list for some years now -- I quite enjoyed the urban focus to his Impressionist paintings. He had a nice mix of reality and ease, showing a changed Paris or glimpses of industry with a bit of a light brush. I first met Emme on the Lower East Side where she was getting fitted for a bridesmaid dress -- unfortunately, the shop was an hour late. It didn't dampen our spirits, though, and we made our way to Brooklyn. The museum was quite quiet on a Wednesday afternoon -- compared to, say, the closing of the Annie Leibovitz exhibit, when the line to get in wrapped outside on that cold January day. There wasn't even anyone waiting to pay. We made our way through the odd and unfortunate entry sequence at the museum (after all that they paid, and the nice design of the entrance, you would think they could have hired a space planner) up to the fifth floor.

While the exhibit did not feature Caillebotte's three most famous works, I found it to be quite extensive, ranging from a few urban scenes, to landscapes I was not familiar with, to some great paintings of rowers that captured incredible light on the water. Most of the paintings were from private collections (not, say, the Musee d'Orsay or the Chicago Art Institute, where you can find his well-known pieces). What I enjoyed the most, I think, was the background into Caillebotte, especially into his life as a yachtsman. Paired with some paintings of boats were actual models of hulls that Caillebotte designed, yachts that were graceful and sleek, beautiful curves of wood (one of the yachts was even a medal winner in the 1900 Olympics). You are so used to hearing about troubled artists -- it was refreshing to read about someone who filled his years doing things that made him happy. He was a patron to his friends and fellow Impressionists, he sailed, painted what moved him regardless of the critics.

(I have photos on Facebook of some of the paintings; I will try relink here)

We ate a late lunch at a good burrito restaurant on Flatbush, and Emme headed off to her second-to-last Graduate school class of the year.

Today, we are planning to go to Central Park for Lunch. Tomorrow, a trip to the Jersey Shore. Stay tuned!

RIP King of Pop

2009-06-25T18:50:00.004-04:00

Michael shaped part of my musical listening, that is for sure. I still remember getting the Thriller album on vinyl. Jacket folds out to show Mike and the tiger.

Hopefully he has found peace . . .

I Want You Back, Umphrey's McGee (our wedding)

A Monday Out of the Apartment

2009-06-19T16:09:00.009-04:00

I just wanted to touch base this overcast and muggy Friday. First of all, the weather so far this summer has been the oddest in the four years we have been in Manhattan. I think there were better days in May, maybe April. When you can see the sun, wear shorts, and enjoy being outside. The rain, the clouds, mugginess minus the pay-off has just been less that satisfactory. Especially when you are home looking for excuses to get out of the apartment.

Like on Monday, when Lisa Hannigan and her band set up in the children's section of the TriBeCa Barnes & Noble to play a short, free set. All songs from Sea Sew, of course, but still lovely to be right in front of her, during the day, with kids around. And for free. Got to talk with her briefly afterward -- she remembered meeting me before (blush). I am in the process of uploading photos, so I will make sure to share as soon as they are there. And I get to see her tonight at The Gramercy Theatre. Four times in a few months makes me smile.

(more photos)

After a Whole Foods salad, I decided to walk north along Greenwich and Washington Streets to The High Line, which had just opened up a few days before. All of the discussion about and planning of The High Line seemed to happen since we had moved to New York, so I was excited to actually see it come to completion. And, well, my focus in urban design and redevelopment certainly added an extra level of interest. The walk north was actually quite interesting for me -- it is fun to be able to explore Manhattan in a neighborhood and along streets that I had yet to travel. And that part of the City, even though it is so close to Downtown and SoHo and the Holland Tunnel, is actually quite quiet on a Monday afternoon. There were blocks where I had the sidewalk to myself. And Calexico (in my ears).

Shortly, I noticed an abandoned section of train above me to the left. The intersection of the tracks and the buildings provided for some interesting spaces just above street level.

I reached Gansevoort and the entrance to the elevated train line. While I was expecting someone to regulate the number of visitors, there were just three people sitting on a table, clicking their counters. The only regulation that happened was instructing those with bikes to use the numerous racks underneath the stairs (no bikes allowed).

I found the park to be incredibly successful. In its simplicity, choice of materials, "wild" landscaping, and variety of experiences. While the park is currently only eight or nine blocks long, it sure felt longer. You walk under, or through, two buildings. There are moments when you are elevated over a road looking east, or north. Twists and turns provide views south, even back towards the Statue of Liberty. The park is a completely realized design, from what I can tell, and a success.

(more photos)

As soon as I got home on Monday, the skies opened up. And it seems like it hasn't stopped raining . . . Hey, at least I got out of the apartment.

Upper East Side Supermarket Comparison

2009-06-16T18:09:00.006-04:00

I am finally getting around to posting the results of Jen and My First Annual Upper East Side Grocery Store Prices Comparison. We did the research a few weeks ago, visiting six grocery stores in about 90 minutes. I then went home and created a spreadsheet, adding Fresh Direct into the mix. I have laid out a spreadsheet, and have color-coded our results, with Green being the lowest price per category and Red the highest. That Eli's comes across red from embarrassment was no surprise to us; there were small surprises, though, on the low end.

Feel free to post any questions or suggestions for our next go-round.

City of Champions!

2009-06-14T21:30:00.003-04:00

Still smiling. God, I am so happy . . .

- 5 and 0 all time in game Sevens on the road
- Fourth sports team to come back from down 0-2 to win on the road; first since '71
- Last team to win game Seven in the road since '79 Pirates

City of Champion(s)

2009-06-12T18:24:00.002-04:00

First, let's go to China Jack for some inspiration.

Go Grins!

Next, I would like to repost this blog post from The Pens Blog:

This team had many dark days in the past.

Michel Briere, a promising rookie with a very bright future, played only one season before he tragically died in a car accident.
The team finished last in the league in both 1983 and 1984.
Mario Lemieux was diagnosed with Hodgkin's disease.
David Volek.
The rats in Florida.
Chapter 11.
Jaromir Jagr and Frantisek Kucera were traded for Kris Beech, Michal Sivek and Ross Lupaschuk.
In 2002 the team missed the playoffs for the first time in 12 years.
They finished last place once again in 2004.

But the idea that the Penguins would suit up in a different city was by far the lowest point for any fan of the franchise.
It was especially cruel considering that, fueled by Sidney Crosby and Evgeni Malkin, the Penguins were once again competitive.
Just as things started looking up on the ice, they started falling apart off of it.

But, obviously, the story didn't end with the Penguins moving to Kansas City.
___

No matter where you look, you see people that are doubting the Pittsburgh Penguins.

They point to Detroit's 11-1 home record this postseason.
They tell you that 12 of the 14 game sevens in Stanley Cup history have been won by the home team.
They state that the Red Wings' experience and skill will be too much for the Penguins to overcome on Friday night.

To be honest, when you look at the numbers, those people are right.
When you look at historical evidence, those people are right as well.

The Pittsburgh Penguins will be in the fight of their lives on Friday night.

But, to state that they will fail just because the odds are against them is ludicrous.
If you've read this far you have already seen how many odds the Pittsburgh Penguins franchise has overcome to get to where they are today.

But everything we just said is only historical evidence.
In the grand scheme of things something that happened ten years ago has no relevance today, even if the players were wearing black and gold.
All that matters is what has happened to THIS team, the 2008-2009 edition of the Pittsburgh Penguins.
If you want to talk about facing down adversity and succeeding, this team is an outstanding example.

During the offseason the Penguins lost a lot of talent.
Marian Hossa, Ryan Malone, Gary Roberts, Ty Conklin, Adam Hall, Jarko Ruutu and Georges Laraque all suited up for different teams to start this season.
The media immediately jumped all over it.
They said that the turnover was too much.
They said that the Pittsburgh Penguins could not possibly succeed without those players.
When Sergei Gonchar injured his shoulder in the preseason the world had already written this team off.

The Pittsburgh Penguins opened the season with one of the best records in franchise history.

And then there was the "runner-up jinx."

The Penguins and their fans were repeatedly told how difficult it would be to succeed after losing in the Stanley Cup Final the year before.

And those warnings were correct.
It was difficult.
It was extremely difficult.
In fact, by February it looked like the pundits were right.
The Pittsburgh Penguins were in tenth place in the Eastern Conference.
Michel Therrien had been fired.
Ryan Whitney had been traded.
Everyone assumed that the Pittsburgh Penguins would miss the playoffs.
They had their "I told you sos" ready.

The Pittsburgh Penguins finished fourth in the Eastern Conference.

They were told they could not match the Philadelphia Flyers and their six 25 goal scorers.
They defeated them in six games.
After dropping the first two games in the Verizon Center, critics gave the Penguins no hope against the Washington Capitals and "the best player in the NHL by far."
The Penguins beat the Capitals 6-2 in Washington in game seven.
Cam Ward was the hottest goaltender in the playoffs. His record again the Pittsburgh Penguins was stellar.
The "Cardiac Canes" fell in four games.

The Pittsburgh Penguins then entered a familiar scenario.
They lost the first two games of the Stanley Cup Final in Detroit.
The world was ready to start engraving the Red Wings' named on the Cup.
The Pittsburgh Penguins fought back and evened up the series.

Then they lost 5-0 in Detroit in game five.
You could ask every sports commentator in the world what their thoughts were and 99% of them would have said "Detroit in six."

Friday night is game seven.
___

Over the last few days Penguins fans have been given a million reasons why the Red Wings will dominate tomorrow night's game.

None of them matter.

Every time this team has been told they can't, they respond with one phrase:

Yes We Can.

I feel the feeling I forgot

2009-06-06T15:40:00.001-04:00

Since it had been raining all day in New York, I made sure to drag out all of our rain gear before picking up Laura in SoHo before we got on the road. That included pants, jackets, and extra plastic bags for the seats (she already was wearing her Wellies). And even though we were in the uppermost part of the venue Trey-side (Sec 26, Row L), we stayed relatively dry throughout the whole show. It wasn't until 2001 that Laura flashed me a look that said "Ok, now it is really getting damp." Thankfully, the funk forced us to get down and warm up before the beautiful Slave to the Traffic Light closer (we heard A Day In the Life walking out . . . )

As I have made clear, I am struggling a bit in comparing show to show to show. It is my natural instinct to automatically start putting this version up against that, what was "better." And one would think that having seen three in six days, it would be easier. But maybe it can be attributed to the five years, or simply that I am taking each as it comes, as I can't tell you which show was "better." I know that I didn't mind any of the songs in the first set last night. (I didn't want to hear every song in the first set, but I wasn't irritated with any of the song choices as I was with the first set on Tuesday.) And the second set actually had some flow and structure to it that was missing in Tuesday and Fenway.

Someone somewhere called Wilson. I was holding out for Tube, but it was a good call to try and get the soaked-but-spirited crowd involved. First Buried Alive of 3.0 was short and sweet. I was taken aback at first when I heard Trey launch into Kill Devil Falls -- twice in the same three-night stand? -- but I quickly let that pass and enjoyed hearing it again. I thought that the last part of the song (after the pause) was quite rippin'. I honestly don't remember much with the AC/DC Bag. Standard? The I Didn't Know was a repeat for me from Hampton, but Fishman seemed to put a bit more effort into last night's vacuum solo. As a fan of My Friend My Friend, it was a treat to hear it. It was played pretty well, actually, for being one of the more "composed" songs.

It was during Ya Mar where things last night started to get really good. Trey was clearly enjoying himself, smiling, tweaking the lyrics (calling out to Leo, "Mike's grandpa"). Maybe his fingers were finally warm. Nice solos from Page and then Mike. My favorite Phish album is Billy Breathes, and I enjoy hearing just about every song off of that album -- Phish offered two last night, one in each set. I thought that Theme was played well and pushed ever so slightly. Although, the band saved the best for last. Well, second to last, actually. Highlight for me has to have been the Boogie On Reggae Woman. Nothing adventurous or overblown, this version just got everyone moving and grooving in the mist. Deep, deep bass from Mike during this song with some great funk-laden keys from Page. At some point in the jam, Laura yells out "I ain't afraid of no ghost!" A few moments later, I heard what she was talking about with the Ghostbusters teases (proud husband, lol). Really fun. And the Melt that followed was no slouch, either. I was hoping to hear this song last night, and this one ventured into some dark chaos. Laura asked me if it was normal for Phish to venture into that territory. Maybe not as powerful as, say, Cypress Mike's Song, but for 3.0, it was notable.

All in all, a good first set. Certainly without the lulls of JB1. And enough "movers" to get those of us in the nose-bleeds out of our seats, dancing off the rain.

I was still holding out for a Tube, or maybe a Crosseyed & Painless. Guys in line for the bathroom were calling a 2001 opener. But after a 30-minute break, the band came out and Mike began banging and rumbling on his bass -- Down With Disease. Fenway's version was rocking Type I all the way through, and simply added to an otherwise packed first set. This version, while also essentially Type I, seemed to carry a bit more weight as a Set Two opener. And maybe since it segued into another song. Either way, I quite enjoyed this version. And I really liked the segue into Twist. Possibly the smoothest of 3.0? I wasn't at Thursday night's show, but there was mention of a brief Oye Coma Va, I believe? Well, Twist had a full on Oye Coma Va jam. First Page, I think, then Trey, slipped out of it slightly, then everyone was on board before finishing up Twist . . . and it dissolved into the twinkling beginning of Piper. Such a sucker for Piper; although, I think I will always compare to the '98 Prague version. This wasn't that forceful, or far ranging, but I am not at all complaining. Backwards Down the Number Line has completely grown on me -- the jangly Dead-like melody, the chorus interlocking with Page and Trey. Happy to hear it last night -- and sing along. Free, the second Billy Breathes song and a repeat from Fenway; good version, pushed maybe slightly?

I am going to have to listen to Twenty Years Later again, but I kind of dug it on first listen. Maybe it is in a minor key? Something about it is a bit dark. Trey rattles off a number of fictional (?) situations that he has dealt with -- add it to the growing list of introspective Trey tunes. The way the chorus is delivered reminded me a bit of Bug, with that off-beat rhythm. Interesting, maybe not the best song to follow Free. The closing 2001 > Slave to the Traffic Light was good. Trey seemed to struggle a little bit with the notes on 2001, but it had a nice build to it, getting a little funky. Slave, on the other hand, was simply beautiful. Really well done to my ears. Funny how you realize you were missing something only after it reappeared -- Slave is like that.

As I mentioned, Laura and I took off during A Day In the Life. It sounded fine as we walked way, excited to beat the rush and remove our soggy rain gear . . . I left last night not upset that I am missing Camden on Sunday (I had a lawn ticket), but excited for Connecticut and SPAC later in the summer. I am really happy that I was able to see Phish this week, and am even more happy with how they are playing and looking and seemingly enjoying themselves on stage. As Laura and I talked about it in the car, it is almost as though they have returned to graduate school or something after gone through a number of years in undergrad. They are focused, and know what works and what doesn't. They aren't perfect, but there seems to be this cautious wisdom to their playing.

Or maybe it was just late in the car . . .

For the Price of a Cab Ride . . .

2009-06-04T10:18:00.002-04:00

My friend Phillip asked me at some point last night How many people do I think would have been at the winery without the internet? Twenty, thirty? It was a rainy Wednesday night with no concerts scheduled for the new, upscale wine bar/concert venue, City Winery. But last night, around 10:00, I received an email that a message board was all, well, atwitter about a Twitter sent out by a magazine. See how that works? Phish was supposedly at City Winery. It was Mike, the bass player's birthday, and with the night off, I thought that it could very well be true.

Well, Phish didn't play. But it was still more than worth it . . .

06.03.09
Mike Gordon, Billy Kreutzman, Scott Murawski
City Winery, New York, New York

Set One:
Doin My Time, (arrived . . . ) Eyes of the World > Cumberland Blues

Set Two:
Peggy-O^, Tore Up, Come Together > Skin it Back, US Blues, Express Yourself, Quinn the Eskimo > Mercury Blues

Notes:
Mike's birthday
(Mike playing a new bass given to him for his birthday by Page before show; red with this flame cut out)
^ with Tara Nevins (Donna The Buffalo) on vocals

Phillip and I arrived during Eyes of the World to find Steve holding a table for us near the back. Throughout the rest of the first set, the venue just became more and more packed. The wonders of technology. I thought the music was perfect. Fun and loose and a bit ragged. As we were sitting there, we talked about the appeal of trios for all of those reasons. Billy had that slightly reckless confidence; Scott is a really good guitar player; and birthday boy was doing his thing, rocking this crazy looking bass. Eyes into Cumberland was great; always been a fan of Donna the Buffalo and Peggy-O was a pretty little number; I had *just* told Steve and Phillip how I wanted to hear Skin it Back when the song started. And it was worth the cab ride alone to hear Mike sing Express Yourself . . .

Fun stuff.

This time will be different/until I do it again. (Phish, Night One Jones Beach)

2009-06-03T21:39:00.001-04:00

As I was leaving Fenway Sunday evening, I was slowly starting to feel it, what it was like to see Phish "back when." I did not attend Coventry, so my last 2.0 concert was the pre-Coventry show at Camden. It was a solid Phish show, with definite highlights (early set YEM > Ghost, Sneakin Sally). As I caught the ferry to Philadelphia, I was convincing myself that I was ok with never experiencing that again. Fast forward almost five years to the Hampton Coliseum when I stood for three hours with this giant grin on my face. My happiness focused on simply seeing those four musicians on stage again. Now, I have discussed my feelings about Hampton as a "Phish show" and the business-like attitude as they seemingly crossed songs off a list. Sunday, at Fenway, my feelings began navigate from spectacle to show. And last evening, at Jones Beach, I am convinced I felt it again.

I realize we can nit-pick the songs and the transitions (be happy, there were segues!), as there certainly were hiccups. And the improvisation is still lacking, at least compared to what most Phish fans expect. But something about Trey's focus and energy, and how the music got me moving, hit me where it hadn't for five years. I am sure my proximity to the stage helped, and the loud and clear sound, as well as the casual nature of the day (thanks Phillip and Lily). But it was the music that hit.

After a late lunch, we left the City around 5:15 pm, opting for the circuitous route than the more-direct-with-more-traffic. Who knows if it saved us any time, but after we passed JFK, it was smooth sailing and we hit the furthest lot around 7:30 or so. Beer in hand (well, in a cup), we joined the procession to the venue hassle free (other than the balloon vender behind the bush). For all the warnings I read about Jones Beach and the cops (and then the sound), the trip was completely harmless and uneventful.

As we made our way to the venue, we encountered many fans and scalpers alike with extra tickets. We even had three or four extras with us that we knew we wouldn't be able to get rid of. So just before reaching the check point, we ran across some guy with three tickets aloft. "Free, take 'em." Since my ticket was in an upper section, I took a look at where these tickets were -- Section E. So I upgraded myself, just to the right of the soundboard, immediately behind a "corporate" box. Certainly one reason for my spirits . . .

After sitting through some Neko Case and I believe Al Green, the band came out around 8:10. I have always been a huge fan of Runaway Jim openers, but for some reason this was off of my radar, so I was pleasantly surprised with the opening notes. Relatively short (seven minutes) it served its purpose. Foam was another surprise, and I couldn't help but think of my first show fifteen years ago when that song also was the second song in the first set. The first of two new debuts came next, Stealing Time from the Faulty Plan. I quite liked it; on second and third listens, I think it reminds me of a slowed down Birds of a Feather; to others it sounds like 46 Days. Either way, I think it is Trey's lyrics that stand out: "I've got a blank space where my mind should be." Along with the second debut of the night, Kill Devil Falls, it is clear Trey is looking to the last few years for inspiration for these tunes (more so than the three debuts at Fenway).

A nice driving Timber Ho! followed, along with a crowd pleasing albeit standard cover of Cities. Driver, a song I haven't thought about for years was a short treat; its lyrics have always made me smile. The first "jam song" of the evening, Reba, was great to hear. About sixteen minutes long, this version featured the obligatory fan-led glow stick war along with "some great Trey" (as I wrote in my book). For how much Mike was up front in Fenway, Trey was front and center last night. Possum, Farmhouse, If I Could was an interesting triumvirate to close the show. It is almost as though the three songs should have been flipped or something, if I was writing the setlist. With that said, though, Farmhouse got me to stare at the stars above me and the If I Could was longer than I was expecting. There was some nice back and forth and held up well as a set closer.

Set break featured what sounded to be some Mingus big band. All in all, I enjoyed the first set. It was about 80 minutes long, featured some songs that were surprises, a new one I quite liked, and I was dancing. Successful.

If I was happy with a Runaway Jim opener, then I was thrilled with Mike's Song. Again, it harkened back to my first show, which opened with Mike's > Simple. The eight-minute Mike's was really good, from what I can remember. I wrote "Jedi Trey! Awesome." Trey focused, bending and squeezing notes out of his guitar for a great jam. Although, that playing wasn't carried completely through with a bit of a forced transition into Simple along with a lyrics flub. I will say, though, that the song became turned quite pretty in its jam. The segue from Simple into Wolfman's Brother -- a song I was hoping for in Boston -- was smoother. And the Blues-based jam coming out of Wolfman's was great, I thought . . . until Fishman cut it to an early halt. Right in the middle of Trey's playing, Fishman pushed his nose in with the fast intro drumming to Weekapaug Groove. At that, Trey and Mike shared a glance and had to gather themselves for the transition. It just seemed completely out of place as I was caught up in the jam. And while I knew it was Weekapaug he was playing, in the back of my mind, I was hoping it was Brother. It could have worked -- Fishman pushing through with that odd quick drumming, capturing the off-kilter song that is Brother. Just wishful thinking. Not to take away from Weekapaug, as I am a fan, but it just didn't sit well. Circus Comes to Town really brought the energy down, but I thought that the lyric "never thought I could make it this far" was fitting.

The second debut of the evening followed, Kill Devil Falls. Some fans had heard a new song soundchecked at Fenway and it was identified as this song. But it is a surprise that it garnered enough attention to be requested from the crowd. But according to Trey, someone did request it. And Trey complied. "Thank you for listening and thank you for requesting. The thanks are all yours." To my ears, it sounded as though it was a sped up 46 Days. That rock or rockabilly sound, with maybe some Stones mixed in. "This time will be different/until I do it again." "Stared at the ceiling for over a day/but none of my questions are answered this way." Made me think of Trey in a small room with lots of time to think . . . Maybe I am putting too much into the lyrics.

The Harry Hood late in the second set was the longest song of the evening. It became a bit spacey, complete with Trey staring off past the bleachers. And I remember Page using some interesting keyboard effects during the "pretty section." It seemed as though the band was actually trying some new ideas in the middle of Hood. While I appreciate their efforts, I am going to have to relisten to assess their success. Hood had a soft segue into Loving Cup, which proved to be quite the rocking version. The choice of Suzy Greenberg as an encore just solidified this fan's feeling that "back when" is inching closer to now . . .

"I stepped right up to the cliff side . . . this time's gonna be different." Lyrics from Kill Devil Falls. I am starting to realize that as a fan, I am longing for something that was and hope it will be. But with everything that Trey and the band was dealing with those last years before Coventry, I am sure they want it to be different. I guess we need to wait and see how the two are resolved . . .

2009-06-02T21:36:00.001-04:00

Really nice first set tonight at Jones Beach: Runaway Jim, Foam, new, Timber, Cities, Driver, Reba, Possum, Farmhouse, If I Could