Up at 6. Weight stabilizing after a backsliding week (esp. the 4th)
7:30-9:45 E77. Drafted, sloppily, a chunk of the next chunk of the Preface, about 1500.
Sat for 7 min. - interrupted by a phone call from hospital billing department. Nothing bad, but the exact numbers keep changing. Wrote an email to Bree's surgeons asset.
11:30-1, played through HH set. Made spaghetti w/ spinach + sardines for lunch.
Gathered gear, worked on EC piano parts for about 45 min., much closer on "Clubland" solo. More of this tomorrow.
Left about 3:30, took E to Chelsea, looked at Black Abstraction show at Pace. Spent quite a while w/ a projected video by Lorraine O'Gracy, Landscape (Western Hemisphere). Adam Pendleton is interesting. Put on my alarm and sat for 10 min., then wrote a HEAD ONE poem. Had planned to splurge on the catalog, but there was no sustained essay, just entries on individual artists.
Sat in Pushcart Coffee, started Beard and Berlowitz, eds., Greenwich Village Culture and Counterculture - historical essays, beginning w/ 19th c. development of Washington Square. Asked about some odd/loose keyboard-based soul the barista was playing - someone, apparently white, named "Sun Ray."
Left for Arlene's, loaded in while some French people (the 11 pm band, it turned out) shot a video. Had a slice nearby, Brandon + Matt, and Monica were there by the time we got back. Played HH set at 8 for a small but reasonably responsive crowd:
The Old Currencies
Cover Your Tracks!
Our Films, Their Films [we fucked this up]
Any Road Home [w/ Monica, she killed it]
Faith and Credit
David Hadju was enthusiastic, but couldn't stay long (just back from London where Karen was singing Frank Loesser. Taper from Staten Island and his gf came out. A children's book illustrator was really enthusiastic about "Any Road Home" esp., gave me his card.
Watched part of the Thigh-Highs, a heavy interpretation of 60s mod, though they closed w/ "Saturday Night's All Right for Fighting." Watched most of Phil Yates + The Affiliates - Popfest would appreciate this, as did I, though lyrics didn't cut through. Everyone was collegial. Didn't stay for the French band, told the door person to give our pittance to Phil.
A came on F line, which I didn't notice until 86th St., had to go back to Seventh Ave., then Bryant Park, to get to the 7. Read to p. 84 in Fischer, wrote an 'extra' poem. Home by 12:30, lights out by 1.