Tree Sample

I sat for an hour trying to put up a large gallery of similar trees but my internet connection is Flaky McFlakerton of Flakesville.

I sat for an hour trying to put up a large gallery of similar trees but my internet connection is Flaky McFlakerton of Flakesville.

I’ll have a gigantic winter tree series up soon. In the meantime, here’s a conceptual piece from the 14th Street subway station and the Life Underground series. I posted a few photos from here before. It’s funny how sometimes people post this stuff and just say “crazy.”

Here is Sweet Pea from a good angle. She is a 16 year old truck who just wants to eat til she croaks. I love her.

Liveblogging from Think Café near NYU. Blurboxer is sitar and upright bass. I think (ha) this is their first gig and it works great as coffee and soup music. The clean improvisation pieces sound wonderful but the electronic effects sound overmodulated. Yet again, I blame the nonexistent sound guy.
Update: I was informed the speakers are blown. Don’t get me started.

I saw a number of friends’ bands over the last couple of weeks and thought I’d give them all reviews and plugs.
Spanglish Fly, Feb 19, Rose, Brooklyn — I’ve known the leader of Spanglish Fly, trumpeter Jonathan Goldman, for about eight years as he played on the corporate softball team I coached. He led a New Orleans style jazz band for a few years, then lived in New Orleans for a few years and came back and formed this band. These guys are bringing back the boogaloo sounds of Spanish Harlem in the 1960s and 70s mixing mambo, soul, latin jazz, and funk typified by supergroups like the Fania All-Stars. They’re playing live a lot and are highly recommended! See link above for schedule.
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I’m pretty sure I posted a photo of the gobbling gargoyles before. You can read about them here. I also posted a bunch more snow pictures in the February Blizzard Pix gallery. It’s true you can have too many snow pictures as I edited out plenty.

Someday, all the countries and insurrections that want weapons will have to buy them on TV.

My cat, Sweetie Pea, is Mrs. Cranky Pants. I guess that happens. She’s the twin of the dude from last year. At the same time, she’s more of a truck than he was. After this, I have to post a real picture for the cat internets.
I’ve been spending more evenings at the Manhattan School of Music. I can’t say enough great things about this institution. They have a whole other level of performance instruction Juilliard doesn’t touch!