Due to a situation beyond our control, the benefit concert at Popejoy Hall in Albuquerque has been cancelled. UNM/Popejoy will issue refunds. Looks like the next gigs with the band will be Florida in January.
George Eliot wrote, “It is never too late to be what you might have been.”
Wonderful article by American composer John Adams: Glenn Gould and the Flash Flood of the Mind – file under neurodiversity, musical genius, etc.
How to disconnect from your online life (((there is an app for that)))
I wrote about it last Thursday – so much high quality information about low quality data. Artists are the windsocks of society, the canaries in the mine. There is no way an artist can update every social media site AND create music. FaceBook, MySpace, FourSquare, Twitter and now Ping… major label artsts have more time (((they don’t have day-jobs, like a young musician might have, and they have assistents and people at the record label to update these things!))). I also feel that it is smart for artists to head in a different direction. When the herd moves West, it might be time to head North. Maybe it is because we are contrarians, maybe it’s because we notice the scent of change in the air, maybe it’s instinct…
Rode the Mariachi Bullitt to REI on Saturday Morning for their big annual sale. There had been an accident on Guadalupe and, as I found out, some oil, or other slippery fluid, had been sprayed across the ashpalt. Four tourists crossed the street, without looking (((or maybe without seeing? One can look in a direction without seeing anything))) and the car in front of me breaked sharply. I rolled past the car on the right side and neared the fourth person, the straggler. Instead of continuing he seemed to be spooked by my bike. (((old messenger habit – judge speed of cross traffic and head in between the obstacles or right after the last one))) If he had continued on his way I would have rolled past him easily, but now I had to break as well, the front wheel locked up and slid on the oil-coated asphalt but I got my left foot down, gave a good push with it, grunted “Move!” (((he did))) and got past without a spill. I continue to be impressed with the handling of the Bullitt. Oh, and I took one good look at the enormous line in front of REI and decided to skip the sale.
More bamboo cycles.