the list of things to do has grown significantly over the past few days. top of the list is to go to the book store and get john bellair's face in the frost and the latest easy rawlins mystery. also i got to go to amoeba and blow a chunk of the pay check on mark farina's new release, les nubians, joe sample. fuck, i'd rather not list all the new music i want because i end up doubling the number of cd's i walk in intending to purchase. more music news: jurassic 5's latest release will be coming in october. my quality control captivates your party patrol, your mind body and soul, for whom the bell tolls le the rhythm explode, big bad and bold, b-boys of old. errr something like that. also on the to-do list is stop by the catalina bar and grill tonite or tomorrow for the pharoah sanders quartet. pharoah is a sax-o-ma-phone player who did a great deal of recording with trane in the 60's. i've also got to see lisa, the dank supply has dropped to the perilously low point of less than a gram. alarms sounded early this morning as i was roused from my slumber. also on the marijuana front, it seems that i've lost my newest pipe, the replacement for the ceramic piece that broke on the drive down do sd a few weeks ago. that reliable piece of work lasted a good two years before it gave up. unfortunately, the current incarnation of my ditch-or-hide piece has lasted roughly two weeks. i've got the sneaking suspicion that it was lifted from my ride when i had it washed the other day. i'm really mystified and miffed at that. but if i have to take the pleasure of visiting a head shop and going glass shopping again, it is a joyful burden to bear indeed.
miss jane just informed me that we'll be going to get indian food for lunch. can i get a praise vishnu from the congregation? jane is the coolest. sometimes i wish she a) was 20 years younger or b) had a daughter that was my age. but her friendship is satisfaction enough.
so the trip to palm springs is in full effect. dambae got the mad hook with a sweet deal at the westin mission hills. we'll be taking on pete dye and gary player for three hot like fye-ah days next weekend. unfortunately, this means that my pair of tickets to see femi kuti, les nubians and a healthy dose of african funk will go unused. i'll have to break the news to jan, i hope she won't hate me for it. but i can give her the pair and i'm sure she'll put them to good use. bailed on work early to play 16 holes of twilight golf with dambae. pretty frustrating outing, i seem to be pulling my long pitch shots left and although i hit a good number of greens with firm approaches, i had about 8 long but well paced puts for bird or to save kiss the rim. hopefully those will fall for me next weekend.
wednesday was the tribute to billie holliday at the hollywood bowl. rolled with trick and dambae, shady had to work late and ended up flaking. we found our seats 'round 8:30 as the sun was bidding a final farewell and i popped the cork on a sonoma chardonnay. remember the dukes of hazard? well luke duke was the mc for the evening and revealed that he has a very adequate singing voice. oleta adams was fucking fantastic, as was birthday boy jimmy scott (77 years young) and lou rawls. the show stealer was a 22 year old lizz wright who sings on joe sample's newest release and was just signed to verve, the label that published for greats like billie, sassy and ella. and oscar pete, of course. although the night was a tribute to billie, i felt that lizz was more influenced by sassy. terance blanchard was great on the trumpet but didn't break out the mute for his voicings, which surprised me. his quintet was rounded out by an 18 year old pianist with brubeck-esque touch. since we were pretty hot from the walk up to our cheap seats with the proleteriat (workers of the world unite!) the chardonnay disappeared and i was able to uncork the feature of the evening, an argentinian merlot-malbec blend. needless to say, we all got pretty smashed but dambae was in rare form. happy to report that he brought his road game and was one of the most joyful people at the bowl that evening. i don't think anyone sang "happy birthday" louder to jimmy scott than dambae, he even kept yelling "HAPPY BIRTHDAY JIMMY" over and over after the lights came on and people were departing the bowl. next week's wednesday nite jazz concert will feature natalie cole and the aforementioned joe sample. too bad lizz wright can't be there.
another addition to the to-do list is to procure some booty-shakin time. i haven't danced in a few weeks and the dust is collecting on my ass. i'm considering stopping by a round-up of internet follk from a virtual community that i waste a good deal of my working day communicating with, hopefully, the special surprise guest that i've asked to accompany me will grace me with her presence and i can take her dancing. just found out that lizz wright will be singing downtown tonight. fuck, how the hell am i going to fit her into the schedule too?
miss jane just informed me that we'll be going to get indian food for lunch. can i get a praise vishnu from the congregation? jane is the coolest. sometimes i wish she a) was 20 years younger or b) had a daughter that was my age. but her friendship is satisfaction enough.
so the trip to palm springs is in full effect. dambae got the mad hook with a sweet deal at the westin mission hills. we'll be taking on pete dye and gary player for three hot like fye-ah days next weekend. unfortunately, this means that my pair of tickets to see femi kuti, les nubians and a healthy dose of african funk will go unused. i'll have to break the news to jan, i hope she won't hate me for it. but i can give her the pair and i'm sure she'll put them to good use. bailed on work early to play 16 holes of twilight golf with dambae. pretty frustrating outing, i seem to be pulling my long pitch shots left and although i hit a good number of greens with firm approaches, i had about 8 long but well paced puts for bird or to save kiss the rim. hopefully those will fall for me next weekend.
wednesday was the tribute to billie holliday at the hollywood bowl. rolled with trick and dambae, shady had to work late and ended up flaking. we found our seats 'round 8:30 as the sun was bidding a final farewell and i popped the cork on a sonoma chardonnay. remember the dukes of hazard? well luke duke was the mc for the evening and revealed that he has a very adequate singing voice. oleta adams was fucking fantastic, as was birthday boy jimmy scott (77 years young) and lou rawls. the show stealer was a 22 year old lizz wright who sings on joe sample's newest release and was just signed to verve, the label that published for greats like billie, sassy and ella. and oscar pete, of course. although the night was a tribute to billie, i felt that lizz was more influenced by sassy. terance blanchard was great on the trumpet but didn't break out the mute for his voicings, which surprised me. his quintet was rounded out by an 18 year old pianist with brubeck-esque touch. since we were pretty hot from the walk up to our cheap seats with the proleteriat (workers of the world unite!) the chardonnay disappeared and i was able to uncork the feature of the evening, an argentinian merlot-malbec blend. needless to say, we all got pretty smashed but dambae was in rare form. happy to report that he brought his road game and was one of the most joyful people at the bowl that evening. i don't think anyone sang "happy birthday" louder to jimmy scott than dambae, he even kept yelling "HAPPY BIRTHDAY JIMMY" over and over after the lights came on and people were departing the bowl. next week's wednesday nite jazz concert will feature natalie cole and the aforementioned joe sample. too bad lizz wright can't be there.
another addition to the to-do list is to procure some booty-shakin time. i haven't danced in a few weeks and the dust is collecting on my ass. i'm considering stopping by a round-up of internet follk from a virtual community that i waste a good deal of my working day communicating with, hopefully, the special surprise guest that i've asked to accompany me will grace me with her presence and i can take her dancing. just found out that lizz wright will be singing downtown tonight. fuck, how the hell am i going to fit her into the schedule too?
