Last weekend Concrete and Grass music festival played out in Mears Park. Did that officially signal the end of summer for us? I enjoyed Alison Scott's interpretation of Blind Faith's Can't Find My Way Home on Saturday night even though I wanted her to pick up the tempo just a bit. Friday night Dave Pirner of Soul Asylum (right after a rousing opera lover's hour) played an acoustic set to a full crowd. I know it wasn't just me who thought that he seemed unprepared....but strangely that was just fine, maybe even better than fine. A few times he played things that seemed like he hadn't practiced in awhile, shouted out to family members in the audience, started, stopped and restarted. Amazingly it all seemed fresh and unrehearsed, not just another scripted show like one from the night before. I remembered some of his songs from the 90's like Runaway Train and he threw in some interesting choices like Glen Campbell's Rhinestone Cowboy. I was shocked to see on the Internet that his bio says he is 47...can that be true? He seemed to have such a baby face, but it was dark in the park....yes, very dark out and the moon was nearly full and little bats were flying around keeping the remaining summer mosquitoes from festival participants. Some in the audience were clearly creeped out by those little bats but don't they really do us a service flying up from the caves along the river to keep the bugs under control. Days before I was watching the old Francis Ford Coppola version of Dracula from 1992 staring Winona Ryder....say, didn't she use to date Dave Pirner in the 90's? Was that the role that got his attention? I had just read the book as part of my attempt to try to tackle some old classics from the BBC's poll of reader's favorites. The movie tried to follow the book (with a twist) in ways the old Bela Legosi version did not but the acting was, well, just plain silly. Still I couldn't stop thinking about all those bats enjoying the teeming masses in the park just like Dracula....just remember that "he cannot enter (your downtown condo that is) at the first unless there be someone of the household who bids him to come; although afterwards he can come as he pleases!!!"
Thursday, September 15, 2011
Blind Faith
Last weekend Concrete and Grass music festival played out in Mears Park. Did that officially signal the end of summer for us? I enjoyed Alison Scott's interpretation of Blind Faith's Can't Find My Way Home on Saturday night even though I wanted her to pick up the tempo just a bit. Friday night Dave Pirner of Soul Asylum (right after a rousing opera lover's hour) played an acoustic set to a full crowd. I know it wasn't just me who thought that he seemed unprepared....but strangely that was just fine, maybe even better than fine. A few times he played things that seemed like he hadn't practiced in awhile, shouted out to family members in the audience, started, stopped and restarted. Amazingly it all seemed fresh and unrehearsed, not just another scripted show like one from the night before. I remembered some of his songs from the 90's like Runaway Train and he threw in some interesting choices like Glen Campbell's Rhinestone Cowboy. I was shocked to see on the Internet that his bio says he is 47...can that be true? He seemed to have such a baby face, but it was dark in the park....yes, very dark out and the moon was nearly full and little bats were flying around keeping the remaining summer mosquitoes from festival participants. Some in the audience were clearly creeped out by those little bats but don't they really do us a service flying up from the caves along the river to keep the bugs under control. Days before I was watching the old Francis Ford Coppola version of Dracula from 1992 staring Winona Ryder....say, didn't she use to date Dave Pirner in the 90's? Was that the role that got his attention? I had just read the book as part of my attempt to try to tackle some old classics from the BBC's poll of reader's favorites. The movie tried to follow the book (with a twist) in ways the old Bela Legosi version did not but the acting was, well, just plain silly. Still I couldn't stop thinking about all those bats enjoying the teeming masses in the park just like Dracula....just remember that "he cannot enter (your downtown condo that is) at the first unless there be someone of the household who bids him to come; although afterwards he can come as he pleases!!!"
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