She knows the dance that burns her best
I had an awful day, so when I was done with work I walked to the Somerville Library and sat in the second-floor stacks for half an hour and read Bill Condon's screenplay for Kinsey (2004). Then I came home and made coconut-milk rice pudding with cinnamon and pandan and listened to Davy Graham's "Angi," which I realized I had never heard in the original, only the (very good) Bert Jansch cover I grew up with. I love how much he can get his guitar to sound like a harmonica. The vacation of this weekend is definitely over. I'm not good at self-care on my own time; it feels like cheating. At least there are cats.
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spatch just found me a semi-local production of Sholem Asch's God of Vengeance (גאָט פֿון נקמה, 1907), which I missed seeing six years ago in New York despite a wonderful staged reading, so I guess I have to make it back to Providence next month.
P.S. And
spatch just found me a semi-local production of Sholem Asch's God of Vengeance (גאָט פֿון נקמה, 1907), which I missed seeing six years ago in New York despite a wonderful staged reading, so I guess I have to make it back to Providence next month.
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I must have, because it's on Sounds of Silence and I definitely grew up with that album, but I associated it first and foremost with Bert Jansch. I know we didn't have the Davy Graham EP in the house.
Guitar music always smoothes out the kinks from my day - I'm glad it worked for you!
Thank you.