Saturday we set off in search of the recommended Bauhaus coffee shop, where they made a nice macchiato. The books were more for show than to be a bookshop, but I found an Atlas of 1962 and showed the World’s Fair page to my dad. He remembered being twelve and reading about the monorail and thinking that it was straight from the future. World’s Fairs are funny things, leaving strange artifacts from the past’s future in cities all over.
I got to tango to live music for the first time, which was great. The triangle needs a tango band; it’s too bad that bandoneons are so hard to come by and cost an arm and a leg, since you need both arms to play.
After the contra dance I heard about a good local act at blues bar, and tagged along with Maya and Quincy. By the time we got there I could barely hold my head up, let alone dance, but I enjoyed the music from the corner. An older guy leaned over and asked if Q & M were professional dancers, and said that they should be paid, since they were more entertaining to watch than the band.
Sunday I found my favorite street act of the weekend, The Bad Mitten Orchestre. I didn’t realize that their name is like badminton, ha. Then I found Genevieve, who has somehow been far from me for seven or eight years. If you have a good friend that been far for far too long, find any excuse you can to remedy that soon, like now! We talked about all of the different levels of communication that happen between two people, and how all that time seemed like more of a superficial distance when compared to the deeper levels of communication that were still very present, natural, and strong.
The first political song endorsing a candidate this season that I heard was this reggaeton jam: Continue reading
Japanese girl singing voice + French and Japanese lyrics + Commodore 64 + Gameboy + 8-bit music =
Download four tracks [64CHAOS_TimeS_vbr_mp3.zip] from http://www.64chaos.com/?p=download&id_cat=2
Why didn’t anybody tell me about http://www.rockbox.org/? If you aren’t afraid of working with the command line and screwing with ipod firmware, I recommend it.
ogg vorbis playback
drag & drop (no more itunes!)
Also, Gotan Project‘s new one, Lunatico, rocks.
Here are my favorites from Shakori Hills and MerleFest:
dancing to the Red Stick Ramblers (listen to The Main Street Blues),
having my mind rhythmically blown by Luminescent Orchestrii (listen),
slammin with the Can Kickers (listen),
zydeco dancing with Katharine Whalen *crush*,
jamming around the Sugar Hill campfire with Woody’s granddaughter,
singing Turn, Turn, Turn with Pete Seeger,
falling in love with the Ditty Bops (watch, listen) (they are doing a LA-to-NYC tour on bicycle and invited everyone along! i’m there.),
listening to Floodie & Sadie’s duet ,
seeing Emmy Lou, Doc Watson, Flecktones, and Gillian (three times) live (finally!),
but mostly chillin and reconnecting with amig@s, cuz that’s what festivals are for.
Awesome and a half: its-carrboro.mp3, and here is a taste:
… I’m shoppin at Tha Weave * – the total is twenty
He don’t pull out a Jackson, you know he’s droppin’ Plenty
At the Farmers Market I buy my spinich
For the prez I want Dennis Kucinich … [full lyrics]
* I think that it is spelled “Da Weev,” but beyond that Brian and Billy get mad props for actually putting this together.
Moguranpia folk concert flyer
(translation in the notes)
I saw this ad for the first time when my student showed it to me at school…. Wish me broken legs!
Eminem – Mosh
) — i watched it this morning, and was fairly impressed with the animation… the song is good if you ignore the self-imporance, but the video is better. tho a little late… but who knows? maybe the timing is perfect.
The sun came out! Incredible. After class I headed straight for the square with my banjo, and got comfortable with the people ignoring me (just as before). I fought my nerves, and even sang a little bit… I don’t reeeeally know the words, but I know some of them, make up the rest. It felt good.
Then something happened… somebody stopped and watched me. He showed interest in me for me, and even gave me a smile and a giggle. He stood there for a couple minutes, but then his dad made him get back in the stroller. And all the hopes for humanity in the city now lie with a child, a toddler not old enough to know what feeling pissed and bored is all about.