For a couple of days now, the pace at work has slowed a little bit, enough that I can safely lope through the LJ archives without feeling overwhelmed by the work I'm not doing. I like that I've got enough of a history on LJ that I can use it like I use my paper journals: to see how I was doing last year at this time, or the year before that, etc. It's comforting to re-read my history; "See, you lived through those things, and you can live through whatever else comes your way." I am quietly forming my own mythology, shaped from the events in my life, physical and emotional. I am trying to make sense of everything.
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The wind battered NYC for most of the night last night. I went to bed in pajamas, socks, and a hat because it was so cold in the apartment. It's still really cold. I need to call my landlords and tell them to send some heat up.
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It occurs to me that I never posted about the Lyle Lovett concert at Carnegie Hall. It was a difficult night, but a great show. If you've ever been to a Lyle Lovett show, you know that his band (not his Large Band this time) comes out onstage, and they're all handsome men dressed in nice suits. There is no set, there are no stage antics. Just some damn fine musicians playing great music.
He sang most of the songs from his new album, and he played some old favorites like "Give Back My Heart," "If I Had a Boat," "That's Right (You're Not From Texas)," and "Pontiac." There were others. I wish I'd written them down when I got home so I'd remember. He played "If I Were the Man You Wanted," which I'd had in my head all day that day. ("If I were the man you wanted, I would not be the man that I am.") Somehow, I knew he'd play it, given the person I'd be sitting next to during the show.
When he played the opening notes of "Wallisfield Road," a woman a few rows in front of me scuffled to the aisle and started dancing her heart out. I was so happy for her -- she had a great time. Even with a few snooty concertgoers turning their noses up at her.
Towards the end of the show, he welcomed to the stage the Harlem Gospel Choir for a rousing rendition of "I'm Going to Wait" and "I'm Going to the Place." The audience was on its feet, and I have never clapped so much in my life. I'm talking hands-above-my-head-gospel-clapping. They finished and cleared the stage, and when we cheered them back on, the choir sang the first note of "Church." My Lord. I have never heard such an amazing version of that song. It was spectacular. I was laughing, cheering, singing along, and so were most of the people around me. For a moment, I was happy to be there with CG, because I don't know anyone else who would have appreciated the show as much. He introduced me to Lyle Lovett, and for that I will be forever grateful.
There are a lot of things to be grateful to him for. And it's getting easier for me to acknowledge those things, and still move on. There are more words about this, but I'm still waiting for them to come out coherently.
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December 5th. The Bottom Line.
JOHN HIATT
SUZANNE VEGA
DAR WILLIAMS
$60.
It's a Save the Bottom Line concert, which I'm guessing means that the artists are doing it free or for a small fee.
I'm going, aren't I? How could I not?
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The wind battered NYC for most of the night last night. I went to bed in pajamas, socks, and a hat because it was so cold in the apartment. It's still really cold. I need to call my landlords and tell them to send some heat up.
~ ~ ~
It occurs to me that I never posted about the Lyle Lovett concert at Carnegie Hall. It was a difficult night, but a great show. If you've ever been to a Lyle Lovett show, you know that his band (not his Large Band this time) comes out onstage, and they're all handsome men dressed in nice suits. There is no set, there are no stage antics. Just some damn fine musicians playing great music.
He sang most of the songs from his new album, and he played some old favorites like "Give Back My Heart," "If I Had a Boat," "That's Right (You're Not From Texas)," and "Pontiac." There were others. I wish I'd written them down when I got home so I'd remember. He played "If I Were the Man You Wanted," which I'd had in my head all day that day. ("If I were the man you wanted, I would not be the man that I am.") Somehow, I knew he'd play it, given the person I'd be sitting next to during the show.
When he played the opening notes of "Wallisfield Road," a woman a few rows in front of me scuffled to the aisle and started dancing her heart out. I was so happy for her -- she had a great time. Even with a few snooty concertgoers turning their noses up at her.
Towards the end of the show, he welcomed to the stage the Harlem Gospel Choir for a rousing rendition of "I'm Going to Wait" and "I'm Going to the Place." The audience was on its feet, and I have never clapped so much in my life. I'm talking hands-above-my-head-gospel-clapping. They finished and cleared the stage, and when we cheered them back on, the choir sang the first note of "Church." My Lord. I have never heard such an amazing version of that song. It was spectacular. I was laughing, cheering, singing along, and so were most of the people around me. For a moment, I was happy to be there with CG, because I don't know anyone else who would have appreciated the show as much. He introduced me to Lyle Lovett, and for that I will be forever grateful.
There are a lot of things to be grateful to him for. And it's getting easier for me to acknowledge those things, and still move on. There are more words about this, but I'm still waiting for them to come out coherently.
~ ~ ~
December 5th. The Bottom Line.
JOHN HIATT
SUZANNE VEGA
DAR WILLIAMS
$60.
It's a Save the Bottom Line concert, which I'm guessing means that the artists are doing it free or for a small fee.
I'm going, aren't I? How could I not?
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Date: 2003-11-14 06:27 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2003-11-14 07:16 am (UTC)http://www.nytimes.com/2003/11/14/automobiles/14LYLE.html
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Date: 2003-11-14 07:23 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2003-11-14 07:22 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2003-11-14 07:30 am (UTC)See John Hiatt, ask Suzanne to return my phone calls :)
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Date: 2003-11-14 12:10 pm (UTC)I've been to many a concert where one or two brave individuals are flaunting the snobs and stillness-mongers to dance, to the point that a lot of people think they must be crazy, but I too always love it.