Monthly Archives: October 2009

No Clocks

Leave a reply

Last night at Rand & Lisa’s with Lois and Fred. After telling Lois about the three hour nap the other day following lunch with Rand, Lois was so excited about the whole idea of taking a nap.

I suggested we swap places. I’ll take her job and she can have all the naps she wants.

It was a pleasant little get together, and though Rand said I wasn’t, I was the fifth wheel. Just a matter of fact. 2 couples, four people and me. I was fine with it, having been that wheel many, many times.

After a cocktail at Rand and Lisa’s we headed up towards McSwells, for one or two more. As we walked up I was frantically looking for my lighter so I could enjoy a quick smoke en route.

Lois was telling me about a project she was working on as a German art dealer. I patted my pockets, rifled through the pockets and finally gave up only to find the lighter in my hand.

The Bongos at McSwells. Scott and Andrea and Chaz and one or two faces from back then. Since Meghan Taylor was under the weather with the flu I didn’t go in the back. Really didn’t care.

20 years ago it would have been something to see the Bongos after breaking up in 1987. No it’s a day late and a dollar short. It was good to see Scott and Andrea again.

I’m sure they’re still living apart, Andrea living in Asbury Park and Scott living in the Jersey City Heights. Their kids were there Ed and Elmer. I don’t know if Chrissie made it, but it was otherwise, a Harbison family reunion.

It was good to see Chaz again as well. I came home a little buzzed after a couple of pints and sat down and wrote most of the above. Today was a gray day again. Rain expected most of the weekend, so it’s going to be an indoor weekend mostly.

I have from the library a 3 disc DVD set of the Dick Cavett show, Musical Guests. Sly & the Family Stone, Jefferson Airplane, Joni Mitchell, Crosby & Stills, Janis Joplin, Paul Simon, Stevie Wonder and George Harrison.

Not as interesting as I had hoped. George Harrison is the most interesting for me of course. Jefferson Airplane were deadly dull. It’s fun to see the clips knowing the history of what was going on behind the scenes.

Sly and the fear and loathing that comes with excessive coke use, Janis not alive much longer after her visits on the Cavett show. George Harrison was in the midst of the ongoing Beatles break up that wouldn’t really be resolved until 1976.

In the last issue of Mojo, with Kraftwerk on the cover, there’s a review of yet another Beatles book. This one got my attention with the gossip and the juicy details and a good review.

It’s Called ‘You Never Give Me Your Money: The Battle for the Soul of the Beatles’. Apparently it wasn’t all lovey dovey (though that’s been dispelled).

Paul writing a note to John during the White Album sessions saying ‘You and your Jap tart think you’re so cool’ and also Paul secretly buying up shares of their publishing company Northern Songs.

They all come off badly. Ringo was a drunk, Paul really didn’t care that John was murdered. And George had his own problems with his constantly choosing the wrong manager who would steal money. He did that a few times. And John with his hang ups and problems.

It seems so gossipy I hope it gets released in the States. It’s been on the shelf in England for a few weeks already.

Last night on the Python documentary was all about the Life of Brian and how Graham Chapman finally sobered up.

Blues Keep Calling

Leave a reply

Well today is quite a beautiful day. Wandered around for a bit, enjoying the gorgeousness of it all. Did some laundry out of boredom. Paid some bills which is what brought me down to below the earth.

Ran into a delivery guy who used to make deliveries to the last company I worked for. He asked how things were going and I tried to remain upbeat while explaining that I sent out a bunch of resumes to agencies and contacts and received nothing in return.

No ‘contact us in a few months’, no ‘don’t call us, we’ll call you’. No nothing.

It’s brutal and with the paying of the bills I am what can only be described as skint. At least that’s the outlook for the next 2 weeks with those other bills coming up. It’s bad out there people.

Earlier today I was reading another blog, Joe.My.God. and he posed a question that he asked six months previous. How is the recession working out for you? Six months ago I wrote about how I was told I would have a job until February 2010, knowing full well that anything could happen between then and February.

Well the anything did happen and I was ousted. I tried to look at a bright side of it, somehow equating that some friends have been unemployed for a year already and I’ve only been out for four months.

Not a very good bright side at all really.

Tonight I am bringing my computer over to Rand’s house. Hopefully he can fix it. There is nothing that I can do with it. I’ve gotten good at playing solitaire on it in the past week or so.

Rand seemed surprised that it wasn’t working properly the other day and his being surprised, surprised me.

It’s been one of those days. I’ve been having one of those days at least once a week now. Just got a call from the Democratic Party asking me to volunteer for Jon Corzine. If I liked Corzine I would but I’m fairly indifferent towards him. I’m not going to vote for Chris Christie anyway.

Right now, on the news, some guy is stuck in the mud somewhere in the swamps of Jersey. And by swamps, I mean the Oradell reservoir. Other important news that I saw on TV, a deer walked into a restaurant in Northern China.

Really.

This is the news that is important enough to make worldwide media. Oh disillusionment.

Also been reading about a guy in Northern Virginia who was arrested for making coffee while naked at 5:30 AM. A woman and her kid were trespassing, using a short cut and looked in the window.

No charges for the woman who was trespassing or for being a peeping tom.

I’m in the 5th floor of my building and occasionally I too walk around naked. Or in boxer briefs, in the morning and being a man, sometimes I sport that morning wood.

I suppose it will be a matter of time before someone sees me and phones the Hoboken Police Department. In that case they’ll probably be using a megaphone from the street since most of the cops are too out of shape to climb four flights of stairs.

Just utter ridiculousness. Almost Pythonesque if it were funny.

And last night’s installment of the Monty Python saga was all about Monty Python & the Holy Grail. I always think about two friends of my parents, Mary Jane and Larry who had seen the movie when it came out and they loved it. It definitely was not my parent’s cup of tea.

But I think about Mary Jane and Larry laughing at the bawdiness of the movie and the kids in my neighborhood cupping their hands like they were holding coconut shells…

The computer is all packed up and ready to bring over to Rand’s around 8:00. I think the Bongos will be a washout since Meghan Taylor is ill with the flu.