It was sunny today, and cold. I walked up to the city county building to do some training so I can work on early voting at the library on Saturday, and there was a girl in front of me with Pink Floyd and Grateful Dead and other hippie-dippie embroidered patches on her backpack. I was thinking she probably wasn’t even born when Jerry died, scuffing along in her Ugg boots and almost tie-dye pattern leggings and big parka with a fur-trimmed hood. I don’t think it was one of the $800 Canada Goose ones that seem so popular on campus this winter – probably a Target knockoff. She slowed down a little bit, and must’ve had her boyfriend on face time – I could hear him saying, “blue skies, baby”. She replied, “want to hear about my salad? it had romaine lettuce and quinoa and olives and feta”.
I want to make art and beauty and good food to counteract all the ugliness in the world now, with the “mangled apricot hellbeast” in office – thanks Michal Martens for the apt description.
I did make some good food over the weekend, but no good pictures – no light.
This 40 second video is good for a smile.
Not sure what else – I’m listening to the new Alejandro Escovedo album, “Burn Something Beautiful” that he made with Peter Buck and Scott McCaughey and a bunch of other cool people. I’m going to see Peter and Lou Berryman at the end of the month and the Pink Martini band a little sooner – so there’s that. And I just heard that both Ray Davies and Robyn Hitchcock have new albums out in the spring – I pre-ordered Robyn’s already, the bundle with the CD, poster, and T-shirt. And I’m mulling a set for Steve’s radio show – he said he’d let me do a guest spot.