Wednesday, May 04, 2005

Sprink Breag...

I'm taking a few weeks off from the blog, and I trust you'll forgive this lapse in advance of my inevitable failure to return, with any sort of Swiss precision, to the grind. I've had a wretched winter, what with my father's illnesses and subsequent emotional dislocations, and I require a length of staring-disconsolately-into-the-void time.

To Live and Shave in L.A. is in good shape, its members dispersed to all corners: Don's performing and producing in NYC and LA, Mark's on tour with Sightings, Rat's embarked on a Squelchers trek, Ben's in Los Angeles as well, our august majordomo, Chris, is taking care of beeswax in Melbourne, Australia, Andrew's busy with album prep for the third AWK album, and Thurston (our honorary lil' cuss) is bopping through the binary SY shitstem.

Me? I'm gone.

Requiescat in pace: Cecil Taylor

I saw Cecil Taylor perform only once, at the Baird Auditorium of the Museum of Natural History in Washington, DC, on November 30, 1984. It ...