Mondayish Tuesday

Fantastic weekend - very full but not frenetic. Speed of the city with touches of the beach (ok, a park near the river, but it felt beachy). Dada at MoMA, dinner in harlem, music upstate and downtown, good reading, good eating and drinking, happy birthday grandma, funny-as-hell sarah silverman video, even got some stuff done around the house.

Last night saw and heard jenny sheinman at joe's pub. Amazing! Really really good stuff, which is especially exciting when it's someone whose work i don't know that well. She had a septet, with drums, upright bass, piano, cornet, clarinet (doubling on bass clarinet), electric guitar, and jenny herself on violin. I didn't catch everyone's name (ok, lame, i know), except jason moran on keys and the incomperable don byron on winds. Both of them were so good - hell everyone in that band was frist rate. Almost all new original tunes, sultry, textured, pulsing, swinging, the musicians were in tight conversation with each other: hot, bold music making. Jenny was really generous with her band, though with these guys that had to feel pretty natural - they are all so damn good, and no one was hogging the solos. Joe's pub is a first rate venue, too - good sound, good atmosphere; overpriced, but that's kind of par for the course for good music in this city (though there are plenty of exceptions!) The plastic chairs are inscrutable, but that's no big deal.

Events like that really make me want to live a life in art, creating and working on performance events full time. I mean, i always want that, but sometimes that feeling bubbles up and boils over. Gotta nail the auditions this week, keep the other projects moving forward, and find more things to work on. Preferably things that pay well (ay, there's the rub...) As sunny would say, quoting firenza, 'just fucking do it!'