Farsong Blog-o-Matic - The man with the movie camera

I think it's actually the same motor sound I make when showering.

And then I had to go out and shovel with my ski goggles on, because it was blowing out.

It's a crazy winter.

This one has been languishing on my desktop for a couple days. It was languishing in a half-finished form on my desk for another couple days before that.



I just got back from Ella's Supper Club--a cool little jazz club (knipe) down on first, across from the Fox Theatre*. It seems that the music scene--at least the Jazz/classical scene--is a rather small, friendly community. People know one another, or at least know of one another, and there's a great deal of overlap. Very few communities (or aspects of a culture) are like this.

It's interesting, because there was a video-art-installation there in the building. Well, rather, it was outside the building, and projected onto the wall of the Fox, across the street. It was rather interesting, and it was showing video clips in black and white. I think it might have been a Fox thing.


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*No relation to the news station with the most truthieness.