Tuesday, January 6, 2009

A for effort

After my last post, someone asked me what the other 2008 resolutions were. Here's most of them, along with the varying levels of success. 

1. Write something, anything. Also keep journal. The "something, anything" is this blog. Posting is a bit sporadic but it's still more writing than I have done in years. Never got around to keeping a journal depsite carrying around a forever blank notebook with me. 

2. Gym: three times per week, minimum; 4. More veggies. Less cheese. For me these go together under the Jimbama 2008 health initiative. Not unlike the futility of carrying around a blank journal, for years I paid for a gym membership that I never used. Finally frustrated with that, I joined the swanky gym across the street from my office. Cons: Triple the price of the gym I never went to, occasional awkward encounter with co-workers in locker room.  Pros: I go a lot (good), they have towel service and nice showers (awesome and not to be underestimated), and I can go during work (amazing). On the nutrition side, it became clear that I really needed to do something about my cheese consumption when I would walk home from the subway every night thinking about the Triscuits and block of sharp cheddar waiting for me. Sometimes when I went food shopping I would unload my cart to pay out and realize that I was buying 4 types of cheese- shredded mozzarella (for english muffin pizzas, of course), sliced deli cheese for sandwiches, sharp cheddar for the previously mentioned Triscuits, and a package of those little individually wrapped Babybel cheeses for snacks. It is important here to note that I live alone. It had to end. I'm not completely on the wagon but no more blocks of cheddar, no more Babybel, and less of the english muffin pizzas (I'm not willing to give up the deli cheese). Still could use some work on the veggie side but that one will carry over to 2009. 

All in all, resolutions 2 and 4 have resulted in losing somewhere in the neighborhood of 20 pounds, so I consider this one a success. 

3. Read: minimum of one book per month.  This is not a lofty goal at all but one I have not found success in. I blame my iPod. Reading time on the subway has now given way to podcasts- between Meet the Press, This American Life, Radiolab, and the Onion News Network, my commute time is almost completely filled up, and I never seem to find time to dedicate to reading otherwise. 

5. Invest money. Never got around to this, and not too disappointed considering the the way things have gone for the past few months (not to mention what I lost in my 401k last year). 

6. New job.  Put in a ton of effort on a few very good opportunities, but none worked out. If I need to be positive about it I could say it provided me with some character building experiences:
1) Having a surprised interviewer look at my resume and ask "what makes you think you would be at all qualified for this job?" To my credit, I suppose I came up with a good answer because I wasn't qualified, but I still got called back for a writing test and another round of interviews. The job went to someone who had something like 15 years experience at the Wall Street Journal. Clearly, I should have been the one asking what made them think I would be qualified in the first place.
2) Sitting at work in Texas and hitting "print" on the thank you note to the above mentioned interviewer, and immediately realizing that my printer was still set to Boston. Still don't know if I was able to cancel that in time or if someone in my office picked it up. 

Anyway, my company is laying off 1700 people in the next month, so depending on how that goes, this one may not technically be a resolution anymore anyway. 

All in all, not too bad- this was the first year I put detailed resolutions on paper and came back to them throughout the year, and I'm happy with the result. As for 2009, the resolutions are a bit bolder and more specific, and I've followed my friend Steve's advice and added benchmark dates for each one. We'll see how it goes. 

Sunday, January 4, 2009

Here we go again

I'm sensing a pattern here. 

Sporadic posts, often many in one week, then nothing. Sometimes for entire months. Like December. 

Resolution number one last year was "Write something. Anything." So despite being somewhat successful in that regard here, I'm keeping it as number one this year. I should add that out of my seven resolutions last year, 4 were successful, which I must say is quite satisfying for someone like myself who notoriously ignores such things. I should also add that that number 5 was "Invest money"- not too disappointed about missing out on that one. 

Anyway I'm trying to dress up the blog a bit. Will continue to add some more links, and will be rotating photos on the top (credit goes to my good friend Sharon on the current photo of my dusty Victrola by the way).

More to come soon. 


Monday, November 17, 2008

Nephew in the Yellow Hat


Halloween 2008

Brief histories of many things from the last few months that I never got to write about (part 1)


Wilco with Andrew Bird, 
Tanglewood, 8.12.08
In Attendance: Fletch, Bob, Jeremy, and Niki


Wilco is my favorite band on the planet, and dare I say, the best live band on the planet? Maybe the best band on the planet? Every time I see them my opinion on this matter gets stronger. Sure, the absolutely gorgeous surroundings and perfect outdoor-summer night atmosphere didn't hurt. But that should take nothing away from Wilco's excellent set- maybe a bit too heavy on the Summerteeth for me but I'm not complaining. Wildly enthusiastic crowd, excellent seats- a near perfect concert experience. 




Andrew Bird's opening set was lovely as always but got a bit lost in the then-empty shed- Not much of a crowd for a 6:30 opening set. Had to laugh when my friend who was out on the lawn and couldn't see the stage asked me how many violin players were playing. 

The two hour drive home at midnight was not fun but I would absolutely go back to Tanglewood for a show like this.





Sox vs. Rangers
8.13.08
Sox 8 Rangers 4
In attendance: Kristen


Not much notable about this game aside from the fact that we sat among what might have been the geekiest drunk crowd I've ever encountered. Lots of loud talk about cell phones and computers and in the 8th inning, an impromptu acapella singing of the Where in the World is Carmen Sandiego theme song. No joke.

Bill Frisell
Cambridge YMCA Theater, 8.16.08
In Attendance: Brian

Brian Blade Fellowship Band
Scullers Jazz Club, 11.6.08
In attendance: Anna


I have found live jazz in Boston to be challenging for one reason- the crowds. Maybe this isn't limited to Boston but I find them to be the most smug, self- important crowds in all of the live music that I see. Lots of over-excessive nodding and grunts/laughs of acknowledgement during solos, as if they are in on some joke with the musicians (and making sure EVERYONE knows it). It always makes me think of the David Sedaris story where he recounts the terrifying experience of attending jazz shows with his father, who would obnoxiously tap his foot and shout out "Blue Rondo a la Turk!" requests at Dave Brubeck concerts. I can deal with drunk guys talking and bumping into me at rock shows. For some reason I have a harder time dealing with jazz snobs.

Anyway, these 2 shows were notable exceptions and made me wonder if I've been too harsh and missing out as a result. The completely under-publicized Bill Frisell show was a truly unique experience. Last time I saw him was at a sold out Berklee Performance Center, this time was in an old, run down, sweltering theater with 100 or so people in attendance. Frisell played solo with his trusty loop pedals, with which he continues to do amazing things despite the current ubiquity of that technology. Like everything Frisell does, this show was completely different than every other time I had seen him. A hypnotizing performance.

I first saw Brian Blade when he played drums for Bill Frisell in 1999. I was completely knocked out by his drumming and had always hoped to see him again, and for some reason, it took me another 9 years. In the standard jazz club setting of Scullers, he played to a packed and very enthusiastic house. I'm not sure how to describe him without sounding corny, but this is one of the most soulful musicians I have ever seen. And by soulful I don't mean soul music- I mean he seems to be pouring his soul into every second of his drumming. He is coming back for a big Wayne Shorter birthday concert at Berklee soon, which I was thinking of going to despite the fact that it is sure to be a jazz elitist explosion. Then again, I think I might just keep the memory of this spectacular show fresh in my mind instead. 

Monday, November 10, 2008

Wow (revisited)

11/4/08, Copley Square

Friday, October 17, 2008

Wow.


The Sox were down 7-0 into the bottom of the 7th, at which point they scored 4 runs. Then 3 more in the 8th. And a walk off in the 9th to win it and stay alive against the Rays in the ALCS. 

Never been to anything like it. 

Tuesday, October 14, 2008

Quiet, please.

I've watched a lot of cartoons throughout my life. Like most kids I was on a steady diet of Looney Tunes throughout my childhood (and beyond- I still usually make it over for a night or two of the annual Bugs Bunny Film Festival at the Brattle). But one particular cartoon has always stuck out in my mind, and I have never been able to find it. For years I have been looking around, hoping I would come across it on TV, but I never did. It occurred to me recently to look around the internet for it and of course, about 2 minutes of searching yielded success on You Tube. Not sure why I hadn't thought of it before. In any case, I present Tex Avery's cartoon short from 1955, "Sh-h-h-h-h-h".



Watching this years later, it is easy to know why this particular cartoon stands out for me- safe to say I can identify with the main character a bit more than I'm comfortable with. I remember finding this whole thing hilarious, and it still holds up for me. The slapstick section is fairly standard, but I love the reaction of the hotel clerk when Mr. Twiddle asks for the room, and the little sound signs are brilliant.

But the thing that really struck me after watching this now is just how completely odd, and very dark, this short is. It is easy as an adult to pick up on themes in cartoons that we would have missed as kids, and there are often the intentional "wink-wink" jokes in children's shows and movies that are intended only for the adults who are watching. But it is hard to tell exactly what is going on in a cartoon where we have an anxiety-ridden protagonist who ends up exploding in a fit of rage.

Weirder still is our trombone playing doctor. Why exactly is he at the Hush Hush Lodge playing trombone? Why is he playing this sad song? And why on earth is it making him and his wife laugh so hard? I suppose the point isn't to understand why, it's just supposed to be funny on its own. And it is. But I couldn't help but think that there was more going on here- was Avery making some kind of a statement with one of his final shorts?

Unfortunately some research didn't reveal too many answers about this in particular, but it did give some insight into the trombone and laughing. Turns out it is from an old novelty 78 called "The Okeh Laughing Record", recorded in 1922. It's basically three minutes of what you hear in the short- a slow, maudlin performance interrupted by uncontrolled laughing. Apparently this kind of thing was a big hit back then- you would gather the family in the parlor, crank up the victrola and put this on, and laugh, laugh, laugh. And we all wondered what we did before video games.

Anyway, here's the original recording. Kind of creepy when removed from the already strange context of the cartoon.

Boomp3.com