Friday, May 30, 2003 at 15:15:41 (EDT)
Killin' a southern belle Whaddya know, Elliott Smith is playing North Six in a couple weeks! Looks like the June 6 show is sold out but the June 9 show is still open. I can freely share this information as I have already purchased my tickets. Posted By Jimmy Legs
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	Friday, May 30, 2003 at 14:17:53 (EDT)
Is it Stupid? Can anybody confirm who's playing at Freddy's tonight? According to their calendar, there's a whole slew of bands playing tonight, including the intimitable Stupid. But on Stupid's gig page, there's no mention of it. Who knows the truth? I might just go and take the risk. Shows at Freddy's are always free, so I guess I have nothing to lose. Except my precious, precious short time on this planet. Posted By Jimmy Legs
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	Thursday, May 29, 2003 at 11:55:15 (EDT)
Delayed Karma is gonna getcha, and then you can smoke So this bar on First Ave appears to be a Tobacco Bar. It's called Karma, and I can't say it ever caught my eye. But now as you pass you are lured by the photocopied signs in the window, proudly announcing their tobacco bar status. I can't figure out what's going on, as the CitySearch entry for Karma says nothing about smoking. And I know that to qualify for exemption a bar had to have an operating tobacco license or whatever no later than December 31, 2002. All I can figure is Karma must have applied for this, received it before the end of the year, and only recently went live with it. I had wondered if any bars would scramble to do this, this may be one example. I haven't been there yet, but it will definitely be worth checking out. Coupled with 119 Bar right up the street (15th Street), life may just be tolerable in the East Village. But the state ban still looms ever larger. Will historians look back at this era and call it a Dark Age? Posted By Jimmy Legs
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	Wednesday, May 28, 2003 at 15:09:24 (EDT)
There's a world where I can go and tell my secrets to Three more days until I'm living the total bachelor life again. I've found it most useful to focus on the positives of this whole thing, so I'm making a list of all that I can look forward to: More than twice as much space in my bedroom A closet for me for the first time since I moved to New York A half bathroom that is mine, all mine Finally getting to hang up my Judas Priest posters Nobody hogging the blankets No more repeated listenings of Cat Power's version of "Moonshiners" Empowering feeling of taking over phone bill Orthopedically-correct sleep on an oh-so-comfy futon Less distraction while I stare at the ceiling for hours And I'm sure it just gets better after that! In happier, returning-to-blog news, I just saw this article about One Act plays. It mentions the Ensemble Studio Theater, whose stage has weathered the feet of some of our finest performers: John Tuturro, John Heard, the guy who plays drums in my band. Of course EST has been doing one-act festivals for years, but this article deigns to focus on the companies that just started it recently. Longevity is an underrated notion in this culture.   Posted By Jimmy Legs
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	Tuesday, May 27, 2003 at 11:33:37 (EDT)
Sledding Lucia Folks, yesterday was one of the shittiest days in recent memory. Most disappointing for a Memorial Day. The rain poured and flooded my band's practice room, the air was all the time chilled, I probably had a hangover, and of course, I was still dumped. Even when the rain ceased and the sun came out, it was only a tease as the impenetrable grayness choked the sky. I went for a walk anyway, to Ft Greene Park and Dumbo. I finished by walking down the Brooklyn Heights promenade, where I noticed a sign that cheered my otherwise depressing day. At the top of the hill on Columbia Heights Street, there is a small, professionally-produced metal placard on the fence that reads THIS ARIA RESERVED FOR SLEDDING WHEN SNOW This is yet another time that I kick myself for forgetting my camera, but maybe I'll get it later. There is something funny about the idea of an official-looking document that promotes sledding-rights, but picturing Pavarotti belting out Santa Lucia while coasting atop an inner tube is more than the mind can bear. I ended up at the Alibi, as usual, to watch A play pool and ML shoot defenseless virtual animals. That place is becoming an extension of my living room. Posted By Jimmy Legs
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	Sunday, May 25, 2003 at 16:21:37 (EDT)
The nighttime sniffling sneezing coughing aching stuffy head fever so you can stay up late and write a concept album medicine Friday night I came home drunk and sick with a cold. I had forgotten my keys again, so getting into the empty house was especially daunting. When I finally got in, I dosed myself with NyQuil and waited for its lovely, existence-negating effects to take over. But then a strange thing happened, I picked up my guitar and started writing songs. Using my laptop's condenser mic I recorded them. The weird thing is I didn't stop for over 3 hours. When I was done I had written and recorded 16 songs. Most are very short, not even 30 seconds long, but a few are about average song length. Obviously the quality is not stellar, but I'd never just sat down and done something like this before. I don't even really remember it clearly, due to those aforementioned pleasant effects of the NyQuil. I almost nodded off in the middle of a couple of the songs, which is evident in the recordings. By time I was done, I was exhausted, but felt much better than I had when I stumbled home. If you dare, visit my new music site, where I have posted 15 of the songs. I'm not normally this forthright with my music, but the whole thing only tacitly seems to have anything to do with me. I'm not even sure if I can remember how to play most of the songs. Bizarre, yet highly therapeutic. Further therapy tonight continues at Joe's Pub for the New Uke NewYork show. I never knew people loved ukeleles so much, this is the second of a two-night engagement, featuring all the uke acts in town. Posted By Jimmy Legs
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