Wow! A Saturday Night Flurry of Writing!
Ken, I like the Waiting For a Ride idea, at least I'm not opposed to seeing how it goes. In fact, it gives me an idea for booklet art: HOW TO WAIT FOR A RIDE with manual-type illustrations of all the gestures. Huh? Aah? Eh?
So's I'm just back from Evan Dando (solo acoustic) at the Iron Horse. The second big name in a row to denigrate Northampton from the stage (Badly Drawn Boy being the other). "Nice to be here, wouldn't wanna live here".
What can I say? Dando is all about the fashion--awesome jacket, awesome haircut. His stage banter was almost non-existent, he seemed in a hurry to "get back to New York City...where the action is".
The best songs he did were by Gram Parsons and Alex Chilton. OK, there were a few of his own that were particularly good. But I wish he'd done "If I Could Talk I Would Tell You" or whatever because I like that song.
What puzzled me was the fact that a large section of college girls gathered up their things and left in the middle of "It's A Shame About Ray"--I mean, I know that song is 12 years old, but hey, you couldn't escape it for one summer. It's a classic! It reminds me of giving drum lessons. There was this 12 or 13 year old girl who seemed really quiet and proper and she was one of my 10 students the summer of '92. Her mom was friends with my mom. The winter of '93 (my last winter in North Andover) she wanted a few more lessons. But she had a specific demand. She had to learn how to play along to a few Lemonheads songs--"Ray", "Mrs Robinson" and, I think, "Drug Buddy" (!). I would love to hear that she's presently in some awesome band and is somewhere blogging about the college student who gave her lessons 12 years ago. Aah, Who'm I kidding?
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