friday random elevenish: “doing all the things” edition
So, I’ve been up to some stuff.
Last weekend, with it’s pub crawl adventures (lots of fun showing a friend around town and sampling many libations and game stores) and Ravencon was pretty cool. I think I played some really good shows (I might actually be getting kind of good at this?) and the new material (some of which you can find here on bandcamp…) went over well with the folks who came to the shows, of which there were some additional, undocumented instances, as my friends The Nefarious Ferrets had to cancel due to illness at the last minute, and some of us had to fill in (I played their song “Night of the Hunt” in their honor). I even sat in for a tune with my old bandmates in Dimensional Riffs when their guitar player was running late.
The most interesting bit, though, happened at my Friday night show when my lovely spouse, child, and a couple of dear friends showed up wearing t-shirts with my face on them!, which was weird, but kind of cool and appreciated:
The past week has been novel as well, as spent Tues-Thurs at my organization’s “IT Symposium” at the facility up the road, which involved being in a room with a hundred or so people for extended periods of time talking about all sorts of issues we’re working and dealing with. I didn’t have anything to brief (apart from being slide-monger on my boss’s presentation). Mostly, it was sitting and taking it all in, putting names with faces, and struggling with Dunning-Kruger feelings as I tried to keep up with everybody’s projects that I often have a hand in, though sometimes feel completely out of my depth talking about.
Oh, and last night I made use of my latest WNRN ticket win and caught Suzanne Vega at the gorgeous old Beacon Theater down the road in Hopewell, where she played all the hits and then some, told lots of entertaining stories, and was generally awesome. I last saw her play almost twenty-six years ago at Lilith Fair on my honeymoon, though given the fact that the last time I was at this place last summer, my lovely spouse and I caught COVID, she didn’t come along, though my youngest child did, both of us masked, and she thoroughly enjoyed herself and told me she might have a new role model for adulthood. Here’s the obligatory poorly-composed photo:
Not sure what the weekend holds; there are a couple of open mics (one of which has good local music friend as the singer/songwriter “headliner”) I might go to, and there’s the usual stuff like grocery shopping and laundry to deal with…assuming I don’t feel completely people’d out by now, which is a definite risk.
Tunes for this week? Lots of bands I’ve not heard of (but generally enjoyed) and the Pixies:
- “Feel Like Going Home” – Miko Marks and the Resurrectors
- “(I’m) Screwed” – Titus Andronicus
- “BWP” – The Paranoyds
- “Once There Was No Sun” – Jake Blount
- “Frog 2” – Mamalarky
- “All Comes Crashing” – Metric
- “There’s A Moon On” – Pixies
- “After This” – July Talk
- “On The Floor (live)” – Perfume Geniusm
- “Sudden Light” – Jesca Hoop
- “Arkansas” – Larry McCray
- “Rambler – Calexico
