The Singer and Not the Song
So for Valentine's Day Amy and I, after a fine dinner we cook, go to see Philip Glass and Patti Smith in a tribute to Allen Ginsberg, as there's nothing more romantic than maxi-minimalism meets punk meets beat. It's wonderful, if not quite as synergistic as I hoped--for one example, Glass, while sitting at his piano and almost mouthing the choruses, refuses to play the Roy Bittan parts (at least I assume they're Bittan parts or Richard Sohl was channeling him) on the encore of "Because the Night."
To come up with a quick post after a day off from real work to do a full day's of freelance, I go visit the YouTube friend figuring something worth posting is there, and instead find this weirdness. So enjoy:
To come up with a quick post after a day off from real work to do a full day's of freelance, I go visit the YouTube friend figuring something worth posting is there, and instead find this weirdness. So enjoy:
posted by George at 9:38 PM
5 Comments:
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and she was opening for ADAM RICH!
wv: nosoo (as in, say it no sooooo)
OMG. Stranger still, I kinda liked it. Patty's got the power.
Sounds like a cool gig you guys saw on VD, George. I'm jealous.
That weirdness is the bullseye of Cat Power's soul. Anyone notice she forgot the words?
Good point, Jeff. Chan and Patty have a lot in common.
wv: pillo. That's not a bad idea.
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