alone
Sam Newsome (1965-, soprano saxophone), live, published 10/9/20
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lagniappe
radio
Today, the birthday of Thelonious Monk (1917-1982), it’s all Monk all day at WKCR (Columbia University).
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random sights
yesterday, Oak Park, Ill.
what’s new
Ani DiFranco (1970-), “Do or Die” (A. DiFranco), 9/30/20
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lagniappe
reading table
I am speaking now
the way you do. I speak
because I am shattered.***
I became a criminal when I fell in love.
Before that I was a waitress.***
I’m sick of your world
that lets the outside disguise the inside.***
One of the few good things to say about old age is that you have a new experience. Diminishment is not everybody’s most anticipated joy, but there is news in this situation.
—Louise Glück (1943-, awarded the Nobel Prize in Literature yesterday), from “The Red Poppy,” “Siren,” “Circe’s Power,” and an interview
Bach festival
day two
Johann Sebastian Bach (1685-1750), Suites No. 1 in G major and No. 5 in C minor (20:00-) for Unaccompanied Cello; Anner Bylsma (1934-2019, cello), live, Germany (Dornheim), 2000
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lagniappe
random sights
other day, outside Chicago (Illinois Prairie Path, Maywood, Ill.)
Bach festival
day one
Violin Sonata No. 3 in C major, 3rd Movt. (Largo); Christian Tetzlaff (1966-, violin), Berlin, 2013
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lagniappe
random sights
yesterday, outside Chicago (Dean Nature Sanctuary, Oak Brook, Ill.)
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reading table
Just being alive!
—miraculous to be in
cherry blossom shadows!—Kobayashi Issa (1763-1827), translated from Japanese by Sam Hamill
sounds of Chicago
Garden of Souls (Nick Mazzarella, alto saxophone; Geof Bradfield, tenor saxophone; Joshua Abrams, bass; Mike Reed, drums), live, Chicago (Constellation), last night
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lagniappe
random sights
other day, Oak Park, Ill.
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passings
How should I not be glad to contemplate
the clouds clearing beyond the dormer window
and a high tide reflected on the ceiling?
There will be dying, there will be dying,
but there is no need to go into that.
The poems flow from the hand unbidden
and the hidden source is the watchful heart.
The sun rises in spite of everything
and the far cities are beautiful and bright.
I lie here in a riot of sunlight
watching the day break and the clouds flying.
Everything is going to be all right.—Derek Mahon (November 23, 1941-October 1, 2020), “Everything Is Going to Be All Right”