(Listened to Disc 2 of the Little Richard box over the last couple of days. On occasional covers of standards ("Baby Face," "By The Light of the Silvery Moon"), he sounds like Rochester; the material also brings out the tent-show queen qualities. There's a rewrite of "I Got It" from the 1st disc, but I prefer the original's culinary lyrics: "It ain't what you do it's the way that you chew it/Ain't what you eat but the way that you chew it.")
Spent a couple of hours at Coffee Klatch. Notes on Margolis' book on repetition, email, articles I'd bookmarked. Came home, napped, read 1st 50 p. of Calling Out Around the World: A Motown Reader, ed. Kingsley Abbot, a UK anthology Alex Abromavich hipped me to. Spent a couple of hours running through the songs for tonight. Drove into town around 4, but ended up having a long, fairly difficult conversation w/ Bree in the car outside Honnold Library until almost 6. Finally went in so she could go home and change; spent at hour reading Chernoff's book on African music and finding the references to Ewe drumming that Snead extrapolates from. Reviewed some lyrics. Walked down to the Press for dinner Bree, Kyle and Annalee, and a work friend of theirs. Said he to Jonathan and Amy, Aaron Kunin, Allen Callaci, Kristi and Daniel, Steve Folta, Nathan Wilson, Robin, Kim, Berit, other Claremonters. Music started at 10. Solo set felt dispiriting, against the noise of the dinner crowd: the songs, if not I, deserve a better venue.
Talk of the Town (fudged a few lines)
Enemies of Song (distortion too loud)
Big Pink Heart
Inland Valley Water Table Blues
Thin, Weak Smile
Tired of the West
Played about 1/2 of the Spgt set - highlights "I'm Dressing Myself," Fleetwood Mac's "The Chain" (which Mark somehow forgot the riff too, even though he's played it for 30 years - Dave and I took up the slack), "Old Boxing Footage," "I Drink Water Like a Dog" (which Joel did). Probably playing w/ them w/ Savage Republic next week as well. Over at midnight, hung out another hr., talked to Berit about an elegant little combinatorics problem she'd posted to facebook, buttonholed by Brigitte, a woman I barely remembered from college (it came back slowly); she's getting a doctorate in piano performance, w/ a dissertation on Liszt and Schubert. Home 1:30 am.