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2020

Friday, October 9th

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.

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I became a criminal when I fell in love.
Before that I was a waitress.

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I’m sick of your world
that lets the outside disguise the inside.

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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

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2020

Thursday, October 8th

Bach Festival
day four

Johann Sebastian Bach (1685-1750), Partita No. 6 in E minor; Glenn Gould (1932-1982), piano

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lagniappe

random sights

other day, Chicago

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2020

Wednesday, October 7th

Bach Festival
day three

Johann Sebastian Bach (1685-1750), Sonatas and Partitas for Solo Violin; Kristóf Baráti (1979-), live, Moscow, 2008

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lagniappe

other day, Oak Park, Ill.

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2020

Tuesday, October 6th

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.)

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2020

Sunday, October 4th

shout!

Clouds of Heaven (United House of Prayer), live, Charlotte, N.C., 2014

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random sights

other day, Chicago

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2020

Saturday, October 3rd

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”