A nice, mellow Sunday night. Nothing much a happening tonight. Just a little after 8:00 and Bill is sleeping in bed already with his bad back. I’m listening to various Internet radio stations via iTunes. I was listening to WFMU, and then some trace/chill out/lounge things and presently listening to all Beatles, all the time, including solo stuff which is interesting if not dicey. For some odd reason Fux News is on and I can’t find the remote. At least the Beatles are drowning them out. Right now it’s Paul with Dave Stewart from the Eurythmics. Everything Beatles on Beatles-A-Rama.

It was a beautiful day and I walked around Hoboken and sat by the river by the 14th Street Pier. Lot’s of people walking around, though not as crowded as Pier A would be. I sat and listened to the iPod and finished reading articles on a fugitive and the progress that has been made in child birth over the past century or so. After getting so engrossed in an article, after finishing one I turn the page expecting more of the previous story that I had been reading. So after reading about an escaped convict and the reading about obstetrics I start to envision midwives on the run. America’s Most Wanted type scenarios.

I was listening to the various Squeeze tracks I have on the iPod then I played the Roches. Quite a diversion. From New Wave to folk things. The Roches are quite special to me and I’m thinking about going to see Maggie, Terre and Suzzy at the Society for Ethical Culture on the Upper West Side in November. The last time I saw them live was at Town Hall in the 1980’s I believe. Decent website, www.roches.com . I still have a certain fondness for Maggie. I always think I’ll run into her at Farfetched or somewhere in the East Village.

I walked down to Sinatra Park smoking a Padron and walking past the skateboarders and kite flyers. It was a gorgeous day. I was overdressed in a denim jacket but wasn’t sweating. I sat and started reading a Paul Krassner book that my brother Frank gave me for my birthday and listened to Elton John, ‘Tumbleweed Connection’ That was a classic album I had back in the day. I remember I found a 5-dollar gift certificate in my mother’s drawer and went to Bamberger’s and bought the album. I loved it and felt very guilty because I was guilty of taking that gift certificate.

My sister had the album, but she didn’t trust me to take care of it so therefore I had to get my own. There were always arguments about each other’s records growing up on Riverview Avenue. Most of the time it was about, ‘No you can’t play mine. Get your own!’ That usually resulted in doubles or sometimes triples of the same album. I do remember my father preventing me from buying the Rolling Stones, ‘Some Girls’ album with the soon to be recalled cover because my brother Brian had it already. Brian wouldn’t share with me and even though I had my own money, my father forbid me buying it. That album is now on sale for 7.98!