Monthly Archives: May 2013

Dolce, Jim. Dolce.

It’s been a beautiful day again and once again it was preceded by a night of difficulty falling asleep. I did my best but it was not easy. It took some time to actually fall asleep but I am grateful that it was before Bill woke up to drive some kids on a class trip. And of course falling asleep late made for waking up late. I still managed to get through the day, and while outside I ran into Tariq. He was out and about with his guitar but not in a good mood. He insisted I play guitar for him and after some hesitating on my part I did.

It had been a while since I played outdoors and I was able to get a few songs done. Not much singing but it was better than whatever Tariq was probably playing. A guy nearby said I was playing happier, upbeat music compared to what Tariq was playing and feeling. The nearby guy seemed alright but everything that he said was tinged with weirdness. He said he was brain damaged and wrote tons of songs that were ripped off and used by other artists. I was there longer than expected and soon made my way to wherever it was that I was going.

I came home to kill time before going off to work tonight. I was soon wrapped up on a Beatles fan page on Facebook that had a photo of Justin Bieber and a story from the supermarket tabloid- The Globe about how Bieber tried to contact Paul McCartney to write a song. McCartney supposedly wouldn’t take the call. It’s the Globe, people. But the Beatle fans were all ‘Yay Sir Paul’ and ‘That fag shouldn’t even be wearing a Beatles shirt’. Another wanted Bieber’s photo hanging up at the gun range he goes to. A strange group indeed that has been quite disgusting today.

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Tonight there are five bands playing, starting at 8PM. With that many bands on the bill none of them will get fed. Maxwell’s is good like that, they feed the bands, but a bill with five bands is probably a no go. I guess I will be working with Ro Da. Last week I thought it would be him but it wasn’t, at least not on Friday. He’s a good friend and it’s good to work alongside him.

And it was a good night even though the skies opened up when it was time to go home. It wasn’t so bad since I had an umbrella.

Difficulty with photos!
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The Groom’s Still Waiting At The Altar

Didn’t write yesterday, why(?)- I couldn’t tell you. Things have been good on this end. Occasional head butting sessions with Juan, since I have the thicker, larger head I won. But not for long since youth will triumph over age eventually. It was a whole lot of nonsense between me and him but things have gotten better and should improve while we stick to the rules.

I worked at Maxwell’s last night and did run into Juan as I walked home. He invited himself up to the apartment for some wine and before you know it he was nearly horizontal on the couch. He left soon after that and after watching the TV until around 2AM, I went to bed. At 3:30 I was in front of the computer waiting for an alprazolam to kick in so I could get some sleep.

I slept later than usual but that was because I fell asleep later than usual. The world wasn’t waiting for me. In fact the only thing on the agenda was going to see the Brian Eno installation of 77 Million Paintings once again, this time with my darling Bill. The plan was to meet up outside the place at 3:00PM and I was just a couple of minutes late. Bill didn’t mind and we sat on a couch watching the installation regenerate and I whispered some background information to Bill.

On a couch in front of us, a bloke was falling asleep, which was fine. It is a quiet, meditative place hidden away from the hustle and bustle of midtown Manhattan. After about 45 minutes we headed out, Bill went one way to his classes and I headed back to Hoboken. I might have stayed in the city longer but the weather has been very weird and when it isn’t bright and sunny (like now) it is dark and rainy (like 3 hours ago).

It was good to be back in Hoboken before the rain (or threat thereof). I ran into some neighbors and friends on the street which is happening a lot more lately since I am not such a shut in anymore and in the midst of the Hoboken social scene once again. It’s true, I walk down the street lately and I almost always run into someone I know. I’m not complaining but I do have to give myself some extra time if I have to be somewhere at a certain time so I won’t be late or rude.

Back to work for the next four days, off tonight, but I do have to stop by Maxwell’s anyhow. Strictly business, folks- strictly business.

And rest in peace Taylor Mead.
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