Saturday, July 25, 2015

last night at the...

movies, Some Came Running at the Walter Reade, made in the late fifties, part of the Frank Sinatra brief weekend retrospective. An odd experience---really sophisticated and laid back moments that look so interesting---but also moments that seem labored and obvious. Great performance from Sinatra, and Shirley MacClaine as the unsophisticated girl who can't let him go.Left with a strange, detached feeling, went to Lansdowne Road, for sports, as usual, pretty loud and gross, but Mel, a terrific waitress bartender was there to greet me, so that made it all worth while, Stayed amidst the chaos for about two hours, watched two baseball games closely, and had a portion of french fries, which I really did not need.
Usual night last night---odd dream, about Friends, got over it and just had a nice tutoring session with a new student.
Today, will try to get into James' musical at NYMF, then maybe go to Bushwick Starr for work in progress tonight at 9. Will see....

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