Monthly Archives: February 2024

This is Mai Sugimoto a sax player in Chicago. I had never heard of her until five minutes ago. I only heard about three measures before I signed up for her newsletter, sent her a brief note and then decided … Continue reading →

CUE THE HAIR-FLIP I caught Maya West and friends Sunday afternoon at Stanford student union coffee house aka CoHo; when they broke out Norah Jones “I Don’t Know Why I Didn’t Come” I texted a clip to Jesse Harris. He … Continue reading →

Doing this from memory: Patti Cathcart, with Tuck’s guitar; Rachel Baiman, Roberta Lea, the late great Echo Brown to whom I am trying to produce a tribute; that’s only three I thought there were six; but I want to relate … Continue reading →

Or shout out to quick to see Fair play to those who dare to dream

ORTHODOXY RATHER THAN CONFRONT IT vs Groucho Marx prunes riff

Blackletter is a typeface, for instance in the Bible, Gutenberg — itself subject to a Broadway musical; Black Friar is or was an arts org or senior society at University Chicago to which my grandfather belonged. He was also Phi … Continue reading →