that I have not blogged since Monday, but the days have been exhausting, the lessons coming along fast and furious. One more today, three tomorrow, and at least three on Saturday, the day that I attend the Henry IV part two production at BAM. Just got my ticket to Brian's play at the Brick for Sunday (had to lock it in). What about tonight---hopefully a little more energy to at least "hang out"--possibly a movie (though i have said that several times already this week and have never gone) Several movies out there interesting---but---when? Tomorrow my last lesson is over around 5:45; maybe I can run down to Abrons to try to see the other Seagull take. We will see.
Not many highlights to report--however on Wednesday did go and participate in demonstration in front of Brooklyn Borough Hall--very intense, but then why shouldn't it be. Will the city ever have a mayor not beholden to the real estate industry, or one not impressed by its power. Oh, DeBlasio, why have you forsaken us?
Nothing else to add.....on Monday, Friends re opens, so there will be the double tasking of work there vis a vis the lessons---some kids may be taking time off for the tests---that is good.
All for now...let's see how tonight and tomorrow plays out....
Thursday, March 31, 2016
Monday, March 28, 2016
Three down...
and one to go. Long day. Here is a report of the weekend.
Satuday night: did go to Jack to see William's play. Hard to evaluate---I think the idea and execution are unique---some of Willam's verbal effects are exciting---still the piece obstinately refuses to reveal itself and sometimes goes on for too long. Zoe G does a monologue at the beginning of the play that is amazing---don't know how she memorizes and lives through this long monologue that seems to have no end. The other two actors as well, give strong individual performances. Set is amazing, defines the piece almost as much as the writing; Something that could only be done "downtown."
May go again if time permits. House was filled, be interesting to see it on a Wednesday when, I predict audience might be smaller. Saw William afterwards, gave him a compliment, would have liked to say hello to Zoe, but she was surrounded by others. Left, did not want to go right home, peeked into Hop Hills--the bar that taunts me with its presence around the corner from Jack, but as usual, refrained from going in. Why---everyone else young..? That has never really been a problem for you, cityboy. But somehow every time, you decide to move on. Finally landed at the predictable and crowded Mullanes---good TVs, watched some of the basketball game---no conversations, but felt like I had done the right thing by going in there. Tired as the game ended, took my walk west on Fulton to Flatbush, then over to the Nevins station to take the 2 home.
Yesterday, plan was to go to The Golfer at the Brick and then visit with Zach, but after a long morning, decided against seeing the play. Had overeaten for breakfast, and was feeling queasy---the Brick, with its one small bathroom is not the theater to feel queasy in. Headed to Cobra Club in Bushwick, welcomed warmly by bartender Andrew and stayed there for a while. Settled down, the met Zach in Williamsburg, we found a coffee shop to talk in---he filled me in on his life, including his performance in Chicago of the Gentleman Caller in the Glass Menagerie. He felt good about it, hope he was terrific, would have loved to have gone to Chicago to check it out, but with all that was going in, that was impossible. We ran the whole gamut of gossip, opinions, etc. then went out separate ways. I planned to go to South Fourth which is where I like to end my Sundays, but it was cold and I was underddressed, figured I should go home and get a sweater---but what then...? Did not want to remain in apartment, I opted for the Dive Bar on Amsterdam before 96th street. Everyone very nice to me there, watched another basketball game---had somewhat interesting talk with Sarah, a Syracuse U fan who was also watching the game. She is from Syracuse and a nurse. We had a decent conversation. Conversations are pretty easy to come by at the Dive Bar---food is solid, but bathrooms are rudimentary. Only flaw. Returned home, ready to meet the tasks of Monday.
Will report on rest of day..let it happen...
Satuday night: did go to Jack to see William's play. Hard to evaluate---I think the idea and execution are unique---some of Willam's verbal effects are exciting---still the piece obstinately refuses to reveal itself and sometimes goes on for too long. Zoe G does a monologue at the beginning of the play that is amazing---don't know how she memorizes and lives through this long monologue that seems to have no end. The other two actors as well, give strong individual performances. Set is amazing, defines the piece almost as much as the writing; Something that could only be done "downtown."
May go again if time permits. House was filled, be interesting to see it on a Wednesday when, I predict audience might be smaller. Saw William afterwards, gave him a compliment, would have liked to say hello to Zoe, but she was surrounded by others. Left, did not want to go right home, peeked into Hop Hills--the bar that taunts me with its presence around the corner from Jack, but as usual, refrained from going in. Why---everyone else young..? That has never really been a problem for you, cityboy. But somehow every time, you decide to move on. Finally landed at the predictable and crowded Mullanes---good TVs, watched some of the basketball game---no conversations, but felt like I had done the right thing by going in there. Tired as the game ended, took my walk west on Fulton to Flatbush, then over to the Nevins station to take the 2 home.
Yesterday, plan was to go to The Golfer at the Brick and then visit with Zach, but after a long morning, decided against seeing the play. Had overeaten for breakfast, and was feeling queasy---the Brick, with its one small bathroom is not the theater to feel queasy in. Headed to Cobra Club in Bushwick, welcomed warmly by bartender Andrew and stayed there for a while. Settled down, the met Zach in Williamsburg, we found a coffee shop to talk in---he filled me in on his life, including his performance in Chicago of the Gentleman Caller in the Glass Menagerie. He felt good about it, hope he was terrific, would have loved to have gone to Chicago to check it out, but with all that was going in, that was impossible. We ran the whole gamut of gossip, opinions, etc. then went out separate ways. I planned to go to South Fourth which is where I like to end my Sundays, but it was cold and I was underddressed, figured I should go home and get a sweater---but what then...? Did not want to remain in apartment, I opted for the Dive Bar on Amsterdam before 96th street. Everyone very nice to me there, watched another basketball game---had somewhat interesting talk with Sarah, a Syracuse U fan who was also watching the game. She is from Syracuse and a nurse. We had a decent conversation. Conversations are pretty easy to come by at the Dive Bar---food is solid, but bathrooms are rudimentary. Only flaw. Returned home, ready to meet the tasks of Monday.
Will report on rest of day..let it happen...
Saturday, March 26, 2016
bear down.....
three yesterday and probably three today. Hope will be rested enough to go out to Jack tonight to see William's play. Last night too tired to go to Williamsburg---slept a bit then went to Irish pub that has replaced All State on 72nd street. Nice time, bartender is always nice---not very crowded, considering it is March madness time. After a while was joined by Gary, a transit lawyer a little younger than myself.. Our bond is that he was raised in Baltimore, and so we often reminisc about what the city was like in the fifties and sixties, when I discovered it, and what is happening there now. He is a nice guy, a little limited in his vision, but talking to him about Park Heights Avenue and Reisterstown Road---Garrison Boulevard, et. al, immediately through me back into the memories of my four years at Hopkins. Time seems to vanish in these conversations---I can almost see the rolling fields, the open spaces, the suburban sprawl that made Baltimore seem so exciting to me when I first arrived there. And, of course, the Jewish high school girls. Ah, the longing.
Stayed a while at the pub then returned home.
Thursday evening, tired but determined to see a movie, and not simply remain in the apartment.
Right time and place: Lincoln Plaza Cinemas where Remember was playing. It starred Christopher
Plummer who I idolized during my years at Bronx Science. Plummer, now around 86, is in just
about every frame of the movie, does a remarkable job as a somewhat demented concentration camp survivor on a mission to find and kill an Aushwitz commandant, living under an assumed name in
America. Movie kind of hokie, with a surprise ending, nevertheless, it filled the bill and kept me interestied. Hardly a great movie, and I don't think if Plummer was not in it I would have seen it, but since he was, glad I did. Again, too tired to hang out, explore the bar scene in the neighborhood---simply went home.
Tomorrow will try to see Bryan's play at the Brick, then meet up with my friend Zach, who has just returned from Chicago where he played the Gentleman Caller in The Glass Menagerie. Should be meaningful to compare notes. Will report on it probably Monday.
Stayed a while at the pub then returned home.
Thursday evening, tired but determined to see a movie, and not simply remain in the apartment.
Right time and place: Lincoln Plaza Cinemas where Remember was playing. It starred Christopher
Plummer who I idolized during my years at Bronx Science. Plummer, now around 86, is in just
about every frame of the movie, does a remarkable job as a somewhat demented concentration camp survivor on a mission to find and kill an Aushwitz commandant, living under an assumed name in
America. Movie kind of hokie, with a surprise ending, nevertheless, it filled the bill and kept me interestied. Hardly a great movie, and I don't think if Plummer was not in it I would have seen it, but since he was, glad I did. Again, too tired to hang out, explore the bar scene in the neighborhood---simply went home.
Tomorrow will try to see Bryan's play at the Brick, then meet up with my friend Zach, who has just returned from Chicago where he played the Gentleman Caller in The Glass Menagerie. Should be meaningful to compare notes. Will report on it probably Monday.
Thursday, March 24, 2016
not so good...
any time I read about the Atlantic Yards project, it makes me sad. Just read about proposed building---who knows how long it will take to build it, but after yesterday's "adventure" on Myrtle Avenue near Flatbush, can't help but feel overwhelmed and annoyed by the immense building that is going on in downtown Brooklyn---all these buildings look the same, promise the same things, and are essentially high income. It is an overwhelming statement of the strength of one industry---and I find it depressing.
Yesterday, did go to FUREE meeting---long and arduous, not sure what role I can play in their campaigns---appreciate all that they are trying to do, especially with the transformation going on at Wycoff houses. That seems to be where most of their energy is being spent. Also, participatory budgeting---in Brooklyn---I feel kind of detached from what is happening on the upper west side.
Interesting to see three luxury apartment houses, almost steps away from the Myrtle Avenue projects. . The one that fronts on Flatbush Avenue and Myrtle---in just a few steps a different world and economic feeling was created---nice plaza that fronts the building, watched people go in and out prior to FUREE meeting---mostly young people---some Asians----seem very comfortable in their surroundings. How will it all play out? Does everyone seem comfortable with the two different worlds? Anyway, we will see.
Afterwards, walked to famed restaurant Juniors on Flatbush and DeKalb. Looked at menu on the outside window---boy have they raised their prices. Usually avoid a place like this, but for some reasons (one of them being that i was seriously hungry) went in anyway. Service was slow, which irritated me no end, finally got to order a blt, which arrived pretty quickly. A big full one that did its job---final cost for this---no coffee or anything else---around $15.00 with tip! A roast beef sandwich (my original craving) would have been closer to $18.00. Well, you chose to go there, needed what ever you consider the "atmosphere" there. Say this for the large restaurant. One of the few places around there that seems totally integrated---white and black groups in equal measure--everyone just doing there thing and enjoying the food. But the prices! Anyway, at this point could afford it, after that simply returned home and went to bed.
The great theater marathon continues---probably not tonight, but for Friday, Saturday evening and Sunday afternoon. Plan is now to see plays by my friend William (Saturday) and Bryan (Sunday afternoon. Would also love to see Head of Passes at Public, Pericles (probably nest week) the other Seagull take at Abrons Arts---also there are a few small productions of Hamlet and one of Golden Boy, one of my favorite plays, in Queens. Don't know anyone in these plays, they could be inventive, or awful---one never knows, or one never knows if one should take a chance on them. What about possible movies (let's not even go there)---anyway, will stop at this point---report tomorrow on "adventures". tonight might be the night to do Karaoke at South fourth, have not done this in a while.
Will report tomorrow...
Yesterday, did go to FUREE meeting---long and arduous, not sure what role I can play in their campaigns---appreciate all that they are trying to do, especially with the transformation going on at Wycoff houses. That seems to be where most of their energy is being spent. Also, participatory budgeting---in Brooklyn---I feel kind of detached from what is happening on the upper west side.
Interesting to see three luxury apartment houses, almost steps away from the Myrtle Avenue projects. . The one that fronts on Flatbush Avenue and Myrtle---in just a few steps a different world and economic feeling was created---nice plaza that fronts the building, watched people go in and out prior to FUREE meeting---mostly young people---some Asians----seem very comfortable in their surroundings. How will it all play out? Does everyone seem comfortable with the two different worlds? Anyway, we will see.
Afterwards, walked to famed restaurant Juniors on Flatbush and DeKalb. Looked at menu on the outside window---boy have they raised their prices. Usually avoid a place like this, but for some reasons (one of them being that i was seriously hungry) went in anyway. Service was slow, which irritated me no end, finally got to order a blt, which arrived pretty quickly. A big full one that did its job---final cost for this---no coffee or anything else---around $15.00 with tip! A roast beef sandwich (my original craving) would have been closer to $18.00. Well, you chose to go there, needed what ever you consider the "atmosphere" there. Say this for the large restaurant. One of the few places around there that seems totally integrated---white and black groups in equal measure--everyone just doing there thing and enjoying the food. But the prices! Anyway, at this point could afford it, after that simply returned home and went to bed.
The great theater marathon continues---probably not tonight, but for Friday, Saturday evening and Sunday afternoon. Plan is now to see plays by my friend William (Saturday) and Bryan (Sunday afternoon. Would also love to see Head of Passes at Public, Pericles (probably nest week) the other Seagull take at Abrons Arts---also there are a few small productions of Hamlet and one of Golden Boy, one of my favorite plays, in Queens. Don't know anyone in these plays, they could be inventive, or awful---one never knows, or one never knows if one should take a chance on them. What about possible movies (let's not even go there)---anyway, will stop at this point---report tomorrow on "adventures". tonight might be the night to do Karaoke at South fourth, have not done this in a while.
Will report tomorrow...
Wednesday, March 23, 2016
No blog Tuesday...just....
too busy. Set up a full day of protesting, teaching and opera (yes, that is right!) Woke up in the morning and thought "is this a bit too much?" Well figured that I try it anyway. First stop, City Hall, to participate in a protest rally against the City Council's acceptance of the De Blasio rezoning plan that he relentlessly pushed through. Not enough housing for lower income New York residents---small apartments for Seniors---already commercial landlords are not renewing leases in poor areas of the Bronx because they hope that the market rate buyers in the new buildings will be millenials. Lots of reasons why all this seems unfair---also De Blasio's complete disregard for the proposals that the community groups made for the changes that would be much more protective of rent stabilized citizens. Found a small group there at 9, but by 10, many were there and our rally and protest was held. Many speakers from the different areas of the city denouncing the plan. Nevertheless it was voted for in the Council. Some of my fellow protesters staged a protest within the council and were escorted out, but I did not join them---had a lesson to teach at 12, but don't think I would have anyway. Nevertheless respect there guts and tenacity. Now that it is set, the grass routes organizations will continue acting--let's see how this plays out. De Blasio has lost much of his constituency, he is probably counting on unions and AARP people to support him when he runs again in 2017. Will a challenger arise from the left to confront him, the same way he confronted Bloomberg and Quinn in 2013? Let's see.
That was the morning, stopped on my way to 145th street to get a ticket for The Marriage of Figaro at the Met. Surprised that only Family Circle standing room was available. Did not want to stand, after a long day, but took the ticket anyway, since this would be my only chance to experience the new production by Richard Eyre. Then off to Harlem, only had one lesson--traveled by foot from 148th street and Broadway to 130th and Lenox---simply did not want to pay for a taxi, and in truth I was tired. After lesson, took the 2 to 96th and the 1 to the Met. As tired as I was, convinced myself that I could at least stand for half of the opera. Which is what happened.
Love the music, I know it well, glad that I could hear it played so well by the Met Orchestra under Maestro Luisi. Eyre's production is decent but uninspired---everybody moving in place---sometimes he seems to find the dramatic core of the scene, sometimes he misses it, but he moves his people around very well, so it looks very professional. Five leads all sung well, but again, did not feel any found the core of the characters. Perhaps if you were learning the opera, a good way to experience it---for me just adequate. Left after Act II, saw no point in staying, and I was extremely tired. Still, glad I saw what was there---no regrets to carry through until the Met revives it again.
Today a little easier, have one possibly two lessons, then a FUREE meeting on Myrtle Avenue in Brooklyn. Happy to participate, since I have not really done much there and it will be good to see my friend Michael there, as well. Perhaps will talk to him afterwards about high rises coming up around BAM. Should be finished about 9--promise to myself not to return home--maybe return to Lantern Hall in East Williamsburg, would like to check out that place again---good vibes, or maybe somewhere else. We will see---report tomorrow.
That was the morning, stopped on my way to 145th street to get a ticket for The Marriage of Figaro at the Met. Surprised that only Family Circle standing room was available. Did not want to stand, after a long day, but took the ticket anyway, since this would be my only chance to experience the new production by Richard Eyre. Then off to Harlem, only had one lesson--traveled by foot from 148th street and Broadway to 130th and Lenox---simply did not want to pay for a taxi, and in truth I was tired. After lesson, took the 2 to 96th and the 1 to the Met. As tired as I was, convinced myself that I could at least stand for half of the opera. Which is what happened.
Love the music, I know it well, glad that I could hear it played so well by the Met Orchestra under Maestro Luisi. Eyre's production is decent but uninspired---everybody moving in place---sometimes he seems to find the dramatic core of the scene, sometimes he misses it, but he moves his people around very well, so it looks very professional. Five leads all sung well, but again, did not feel any found the core of the characters. Perhaps if you were learning the opera, a good way to experience it---for me just adequate. Left after Act II, saw no point in staying, and I was extremely tired. Still, glad I saw what was there---no regrets to carry through until the Met revives it again.
Today a little easier, have one possibly two lessons, then a FUREE meeting on Myrtle Avenue in Brooklyn. Happy to participate, since I have not really done much there and it will be good to see my friend Michael there, as well. Perhaps will talk to him afterwards about high rises coming up around BAM. Should be finished about 9--promise to myself not to return home--maybe return to Lantern Hall in East Williamsburg, would like to check out that place again---good vibes, or maybe somewhere else. We will see---report tomorrow.
Monday, March 21, 2016
The weekend....
Monday morning---a bit of quiet in the air, as the vacation from Friends continues. No pressure, no chance that I will receive a phone call inviting me to work. So I experience a kind of emotional vacuum--kind of the opposite of the pressure cooker that seems to going on when school is in session. Should be an interesting two weeks.
Saturday: went to Jack to see the three one acts done by Brooklyn College Playwrights alumni. Performed with a super audacity and full of life, wonderful group of actors, would fit in on any stage---writing was witty and alive--happy for my friend Merlin, in the cast, who I think did the best work I have every seen him do. Hung out a little bit afterwards, then headed home, tired, took the C, which I rarely do, but to my surprise, it came quickly. Just got some chicken pieces at the nearby supermarket, too tired to stop off for a beer and "hang out"
Sunday, felt a bit puzzled as to how to spend my time-finally decided not to choose a movie but to see if Stupid F......Bird at the Pearl had rush tickets. They did, for seniors, $35.00, which made me angry, should have been around $25.00 --but since I was there, and it was something that I wanted to check out, bought the ticket. Then went to nearby mini restaurant, Italian themed. Again faced with most prices over $10.; at this point was not going to pay that---finally found a cheese dish that was only $5.50. While waiting for my dish, was startled to be discovered by an old friend from the early seventies, named Mary Anne. She was a nurse at Bernstein Institute, while I was doing social work there. We bonded because we were both into theater. Visited her and her husband Arnie, many times from 72-75, before and after break up of my marriage to Susan. I remembered much more then she did, she was also seeing the play, with Arnie and another couple.
The play was a brilliant revelation---probably the best play that I have seen in a long time. Really serious and devoted take on the Seagull by Chekhov, but basically this playwright, Aaron Posner, got everything right. The cast was extremely well chosen, all of them did very layered work, especially since this was the first week of previews. Chekhov and the Seagull---have probably thought about this play and all it brings up for all of my adult life. Felt and identified with the terrible pain of Constantine---final scene where his old love Nina, (now ruined) returns to him---extremely intense.
Left the theater feeling really glad that I saw it. Want to recommend it to all my theater friends---they, I am sure, have all read the Chekhov play, which I feel is very important to experiencing this work.
Afterwards, had a slice on ninth avenue, it got much colder, but against all odds, traveled to Williamsburg to "hang out" at South Fourth. Have not been there for the last few Sundays, since dinner with my friend Robin took precedence---glad to be greeted by Olivia at the bar--had a nice conversation with two couples, as I relaxed and had a really good cup of coffee. Watched a bit of open mike ( a new thing for South Fourth) not very enthused, left and returned home via L and N.
Today, there is a BAN meeting that I hope to attend, even if I will be late, and I have just found out there will be a rally outside City Hall tomorrow morning to urge the City Council not to pass the Mayor's affordable housing play. Will try to go, that is all for now...
Saturday: went to Jack to see the three one acts done by Brooklyn College Playwrights alumni. Performed with a super audacity and full of life, wonderful group of actors, would fit in on any stage---writing was witty and alive--happy for my friend Merlin, in the cast, who I think did the best work I have every seen him do. Hung out a little bit afterwards, then headed home, tired, took the C, which I rarely do, but to my surprise, it came quickly. Just got some chicken pieces at the nearby supermarket, too tired to stop off for a beer and "hang out"
Sunday, felt a bit puzzled as to how to spend my time-finally decided not to choose a movie but to see if Stupid F......Bird at the Pearl had rush tickets. They did, for seniors, $35.00, which made me angry, should have been around $25.00 --but since I was there, and it was something that I wanted to check out, bought the ticket. Then went to nearby mini restaurant, Italian themed. Again faced with most prices over $10.; at this point was not going to pay that---finally found a cheese dish that was only $5.50. While waiting for my dish, was startled to be discovered by an old friend from the early seventies, named Mary Anne. She was a nurse at Bernstein Institute, while I was doing social work there. We bonded because we were both into theater. Visited her and her husband Arnie, many times from 72-75, before and after break up of my marriage to Susan. I remembered much more then she did, she was also seeing the play, with Arnie and another couple.
The play was a brilliant revelation---probably the best play that I have seen in a long time. Really serious and devoted take on the Seagull by Chekhov, but basically this playwright, Aaron Posner, got everything right. The cast was extremely well chosen, all of them did very layered work, especially since this was the first week of previews. Chekhov and the Seagull---have probably thought about this play and all it brings up for all of my adult life. Felt and identified with the terrible pain of Constantine---final scene where his old love Nina, (now ruined) returns to him---extremely intense.
Left the theater feeling really glad that I saw it. Want to recommend it to all my theater friends---they, I am sure, have all read the Chekhov play, which I feel is very important to experiencing this work.
Afterwards, had a slice on ninth avenue, it got much colder, but against all odds, traveled to Williamsburg to "hang out" at South Fourth. Have not been there for the last few Sundays, since dinner with my friend Robin took precedence---glad to be greeted by Olivia at the bar--had a nice conversation with two couples, as I relaxed and had a really good cup of coffee. Watched a bit of open mike ( a new thing for South Fourth) not very enthused, left and returned home via L and N.
Today, there is a BAN meeting that I hope to attend, even if I will be late, and I have just found out there will be a rally outside City Hall tomorrow morning to urge the City Council not to pass the Mayor's affordable housing play. Will try to go, that is all for now...
Thursday, March 17, 2016
First Wednesday night....
possibly since Christmas vacation that I spent "on the town" ---therein lies the contradiction that rules my life right now. When I work at Friends, which I am very happy to do, I usually am too tired to do much but to head home (after one or more scholastic sessions at 145th street) and collapse, maybe read a bit, listen to the radio, but definitely minimal contact with the outside world. Since I was not called to work yesterday (or today as well, for that matter) body was not wiped out by mid afternoon, had one session and then (although I was feeling a little fatigued) went straight to Brooklyn, first to get a ticket to Henry IV part II (had no trouble getting it, though no more gallery seats for the other three) and then, after a stop for some coffee at BRIC (love that place, so glad that it exists), jumped on the crowded G to Lorimer and then the L to Jefferson, arrived at Bushwick Starr at 6:30, only to find myself ninth on the standby line. Surprised to find out that the woman in front of me was holding a place for Nick C, a really nice guy and actor whom I had met briefly when he did a play at Invisible Dog, and at Natasha, Pierre etc. (Glad that he will be in the Broadway production); when he did arrive had a good conversation with he and his wife Stephanie, whom I also saw last summer in a really bizarre and effective piece at Ohio Space. At the last moment we all got in, and saw Claire Barron's play, I will Never Love Again. Fun piece about sex and adolescence, although from the reviews I had expected something a little more momentous. Well staged and acted--- interesting abrupt change in the last two scenes of the play that was effective, although I found the ending a bit abrupt. Said hello to many people afterwards, nice to see a lot of them---again really felt good about being part of the downtown theater "community". Will continue this voyage during the next two weeks (should be able to stay out later with no thought of work the next morning) seeing probably many plays.
But don't forget that BAN has an action on Wednesday the 30th---must be part of that, help out, contribute, appear, whatever, Meeting on Monday, which I can definitely attend should clarify a lot of what is going to happen.
After the play jumped on L, stopped at Graham Avenue for some good pizza near the station,( the pizza place is attached to a sports bar that looks chill, must try it some time) could have checked out a nearybye bar, but thought better of it, was tired and returned home.
Tonight after two sessions. will see what strength is situated in me and choose what to do. Tomorrow, depending on whether I work at Friend or not, will define itself.
But don't forget that BAN has an action on Wednesday the 30th---must be part of that, help out, contribute, appear, whatever, Meeting on Monday, which I can definitely attend should clarify a lot of what is going to happen.
After the play jumped on L, stopped at Graham Avenue for some good pizza near the station,( the pizza place is attached to a sports bar that looks chill, must try it some time) could have checked out a nearybye bar, but thought better of it, was tired and returned home.
Tonight after two sessions. will see what strength is situated in me and choose what to do. Tomorrow, depending on whether I work at Friend or not, will define itself.
Wednesday, March 16, 2016
Nice day....
no work at Friends, so day is again, mostly mine. Plan is to definitely try to "penetrate" Bushwick Starr's performance of Claire B's play---should be there about 6:45 after a session in Manhattan. May also stop by BAM to see if I can get a ticket for Henry IV part 2, for one of its available Saturday evening performance. Having not secured inexpensive tickets to the rest of the four plays earlier, this seems to be my only option, as it is the only one of the four that seems to be not selling tickets well.
Not sure if I really want to see all four, for, if I hate the acting in one, would be gruesome to have to watch the other three. So this play, the least structured of the four, should give me a good idea about how the performances are created. Would have liked to see Richard II, a really beautiful play that was given a very pedestrian production by Druid theater last summer at John Jay. While at BAM box office, I will check to see if some upstairs seats are available for any of the other four.
Meanwhile, there are of course, 500 other things to see in my two weeks off, plus my role in BAN, which is having a march that will take place on the second Wednesday of the break.
Yesterday, first day of "freedom" turned out to be more about finding ways to destroy bed bugs that have been visiting me recently, rather then experiencing any "art". Of course the two pieces that were first on my list did not perform last night, and everything else melted into a "why or why not" set of issues. After library went back to apartment and slept a bit, then continued to hunt out bed bug "nests", then also had to deal with a stomach that was not particularly interested in absorbing food.
Finally left the apartment at around 8:30, wandered through Barnes and Nobles on 83rd street for about a half hour, then as appetite seemed to come alive, headed north with towards the Dive Bar on 96th and Amsterdam, in the hopes of getting a meal and finding some company. Neither happened as the bar was packed---no place really for me---annoyed but left and after considering some other bar restaurants a little further north, actually decided to go to the Diner on Broadway and 95th. Not really thrilled about the choice, really thought this should be a "Bar night" for me, but options were scarce and there I was. Enjoyed a relatively inexpensive BLT, read my Time Out NY and headed home, deciding that a drink was not necessary after the meal.
Kind of dull, you will have to admit, maybe just recovering from the onslaught of non stop work in the last few weeks, let's see how things turn out tonight, when options are stronger and probably will not be tired.
Not sure if I really want to see all four, for, if I hate the acting in one, would be gruesome to have to watch the other three. So this play, the least structured of the four, should give me a good idea about how the performances are created. Would have liked to see Richard II, a really beautiful play that was given a very pedestrian production by Druid theater last summer at John Jay. While at BAM box office, I will check to see if some upstairs seats are available for any of the other four.
Meanwhile, there are of course, 500 other things to see in my two weeks off, plus my role in BAN, which is having a march that will take place on the second Wednesday of the break.
Yesterday, first day of "freedom" turned out to be more about finding ways to destroy bed bugs that have been visiting me recently, rather then experiencing any "art". Of course the two pieces that were first on my list did not perform last night, and everything else melted into a "why or why not" set of issues. After library went back to apartment and slept a bit, then continued to hunt out bed bug "nests", then also had to deal with a stomach that was not particularly interested in absorbing food.
Finally left the apartment at around 8:30, wandered through Barnes and Nobles on 83rd street for about a half hour, then as appetite seemed to come alive, headed north with towards the Dive Bar on 96th and Amsterdam, in the hopes of getting a meal and finding some company. Neither happened as the bar was packed---no place really for me---annoyed but left and after considering some other bar restaurants a little further north, actually decided to go to the Diner on Broadway and 95th. Not really thrilled about the choice, really thought this should be a "Bar night" for me, but options were scarce and there I was. Enjoyed a relatively inexpensive BLT, read my Time Out NY and headed home, deciding that a drink was not necessary after the meal.
Kind of dull, you will have to admit, maybe just recovering from the onslaught of non stop work in the last few weeks, let's see how things turn out tonight, when options are stronger and probably will not be tired.
Tuesday, March 15, 2016
Ttuesday free......
No work today, first time since last Monday, a kind of relief, definitely a sense of time being different since I am on my own. Not tired either, by the afternoon. Think that my student of the day wlll cancel, so that will leave me completely free. Who Am I? Cityboy-well got my teeth cleaned this morning, picked up my check from Friends (and a big check it was) and returned to Lincoln Center Library where I am now.
Some reports: Saturday evening, arrived at Bushwick Starr around 7:15, to find myself in the back of a fairly long cancellation line. Thought I might be able to get in---was greeted nicely by Artistic Director Noel and staff, but alas, twas not to be----missed by about 4---so where to go then? Took subway (L) one stop and found a decent new bar called Lantern Hall---had a really nice Kale Caesar Salad and was treated nicely by staff---had an interesting conversation with new bartender who happens to live with Chef. Will go there again, to see what happens. Thought I might then stop at South Fourth but found myself exhausted on the L, going west, so simply returned home.
That afternoon, however, another adventure. Went to check out Library on 173rd street and Morris avenue in the Bronx. Again a visit to the world that I once knew as a boy and teen-ager, a world that was then almost completely white and Jewish. Why do those art deco buildings call out to me---I shatter when I pass them. Anyway, after checking out the library decided not to simply take obvious route, one block back to Concourse and two blocks to D train. Instead I walked east, passed Morris and traveled on 173rd street via Monroe, Weeks, Topping and Eastburn, are there any others. This was, I am told, a heavily Communist area when I was growing up. Just fascinated by the geography, very few people on the street, a few hovering outside the one or two bodegas that I passed. After the sixth street, decided to return to Concourse via Mount Eden Avenue, the largest east-west street around. Don't know when I will return, but invigorated at the thought of further walks in the area.
Try to remember that it is a poor area now, very different from the one that was inhabited in my childhood.
DeBlasio's rezoning plan has passed with some tweaking. Helping the poorest in the city? We will see.
So what does cityboy do with his spare time tonight? Not clear, 500.000 options loom---but nothing comes out at me---nothing is a "must". Should see a play, if possible---wouldn't mind checking out Christopher Plummer's movie and then visiting a bar---it should all work itself out as the day progresses--and it is all mine.
Some reports: Saturday evening, arrived at Bushwick Starr around 7:15, to find myself in the back of a fairly long cancellation line. Thought I might be able to get in---was greeted nicely by Artistic Director Noel and staff, but alas, twas not to be----missed by about 4---so where to go then? Took subway (L) one stop and found a decent new bar called Lantern Hall---had a really nice Kale Caesar Salad and was treated nicely by staff---had an interesting conversation with new bartender who happens to live with Chef. Will go there again, to see what happens. Thought I might then stop at South Fourth but found myself exhausted on the L, going west, so simply returned home.
That afternoon, however, another adventure. Went to check out Library on 173rd street and Morris avenue in the Bronx. Again a visit to the world that I once knew as a boy and teen-ager, a world that was then almost completely white and Jewish. Why do those art deco buildings call out to me---I shatter when I pass them. Anyway, after checking out the library decided not to simply take obvious route, one block back to Concourse and two blocks to D train. Instead I walked east, passed Morris and traveled on 173rd street via Monroe, Weeks, Topping and Eastburn, are there any others. This was, I am told, a heavily Communist area when I was growing up. Just fascinated by the geography, very few people on the street, a few hovering outside the one or two bodegas that I passed. After the sixth street, decided to return to Concourse via Mount Eden Avenue, the largest east-west street around. Don't know when I will return, but invigorated at the thought of further walks in the area.
Try to remember that it is a poor area now, very different from the one that was inhabited in my childhood.
DeBlasio's rezoning plan has passed with some tweaking. Helping the poorest in the city? We will see.
So what does cityboy do with his spare time tonight? Not clear, 500.000 options loom---but nothing comes out at me---nothing is a "must". Should see a play, if possible---wouldn't mind checking out Christopher Plummer's movie and then visiting a bar---it should all work itself out as the day progresses--and it is all mine.
Saturday, March 12, 2016
so there I was...
on Tuesday morning, passed 7:30, when the last call to work at Friends usually arrives, figuring out how to spend the morning, when out of the blue--Nadim, who teaches arabic at Friends, asked me to sub for him. Had a hectic afternoon schedule, thought that some rest might be good for me in the morning, but of course I said "yes", and thus began another four day grouping of work at Friends, Approach early Saturday very tired---the last four evening were spent doing nothing but resting, but with only one session today, and possibly one tomorrow, should have no problem getting through the weekend.
Tonight want very much to go to Bushwick Starr to see if I can get into Claire Barron's piece there. They are all sold out, and not doing an extension, but if I get to the Starr by 7:15, should get a nice place on the wait list, and hopefully will get in. If not, well there are plenty of hang out places around, might take the L one stop back and see what is happening at Pine Box Rock Shop or check at Syndication, the new movie theater-bar restaurant that has opened near the Morgan stop. As I write this, I feel pretty rested, so by this evening, should not be tired, and can probably go.
I have plans to teach tomorrow in a library in the Bronx, will probably go there today after one session that I have and check out the place, Of course, going back to the Bronx is always an "experience"---the Concourse area, where the library is, hold so many memories and associations from my formative and teen-age years. Should be an interesting trip.
Friends has one more week to go before its (much needed) Spring Break. No work yet, but if things remain as they have been, should be there at some point. The break should be nice for me, not getting up in the morning and thinking about being called will be nice, but there seem to be a million choices of plays, or operas to see, or events to take part in the evenings, including a BAN project. Well, let it happen, this constant improvisation that my life is about can be wearing, but in light of what I have set up for myself, it seems to be the only way
Tonight want very much to go to Bushwick Starr to see if I can get into Claire Barron's piece there. They are all sold out, and not doing an extension, but if I get to the Starr by 7:15, should get a nice place on the wait list, and hopefully will get in. If not, well there are plenty of hang out places around, might take the L one stop back and see what is happening at Pine Box Rock Shop or check at Syndication, the new movie theater-bar restaurant that has opened near the Morgan stop. As I write this, I feel pretty rested, so by this evening, should not be tired, and can probably go.
I have plans to teach tomorrow in a library in the Bronx, will probably go there today after one session that I have and check out the place, Of course, going back to the Bronx is always an "experience"---the Concourse area, where the library is, hold so many memories and associations from my formative and teen-age years. Should be an interesting trip.
Friends has one more week to go before its (much needed) Spring Break. No work yet, but if things remain as they have been, should be there at some point. The break should be nice for me, not getting up in the morning and thinking about being called will be nice, but there seem to be a million choices of plays, or operas to see, or events to take part in the evenings, including a BAN project. Well, let it happen, this constant improvisation that my life is about can be wearing, but in light of what I have set up for myself, it seems to be the only way
Monday, March 7, 2016
Whew!
Just have spent much time editing Richard Payne's interview with me, to be published in the Friends newspaper. Kind of pleased with it---his reporting is very accurate. Expected to begin this post with a statement of being "free"---no work today at Friends, and kind of enjoying the space that I experience, but the interview has taken up much of my time at the computer. Still, a few reports re the weekend or necessary.
Saturday evening---returned home from the library, rested a bit, then off to Clinton Hill for what I thought was going to be a take on Schubert's Wintereise, but turned out to be his earlier long song cycle, Die Schone Mullerin. (the maid of the mill, so to speak). As per last year with Wintereise party, songs were given out to about 18 different people,each one did their "take" on the song, or in some cases, just played it. A strange evening, not too many people there that I knew well, sat right above one of the actresses in Dave Malloy's pieces, I had had a brief conversation with her after
Dave's Ghost music play at Bushwick Starr about a year ago, but she did not recognize me (no surprise) I could easily have re-introduced myself but the two guys sitting adjacent to me seemed to know her well, and she spent most of her time talking to them, so I let it go. Many of the "takes" put me off, they seemed to distort Schubert's vision, rather than enlarge on it, some seemed a bit self congradulatory---lots of thoughts going through my own mind as I was watching it---on the other hand, it is clear that the three pianists who were the raconteurs of the evening, and who had conceived of it, were more interested in a spirit of fun and celebration then a real intrusion into the work and head of Schubert. Left feeling a little sour, but, remember, the overall idea of this was to raise money for Jack---and I really admire what Alec is doing, his vision is inclusive of all races and classes, and so I was glad to contribute.
Sunday, after a session in Harlem, was tired but decided to go to see Slut at Dixon Place, very glad that I did. Got there just as the first play was starting, which meant that I had an hour to kill. A walk around the lower east side, got me through, walked from Chrystie to Ludlow from Delancey to
Rivington. Not a great deal of ground to cover, but very interesting, already so many changes since the last time I was down there (probably a few months ago) new stores restaurants, bars (of course), came back in time to join the waiting list, ultimately got in just as the play was beginning.
I found Slut a very strong piece of theater---it is totally focused, as it describes the ordeal of a high school rape victim. Beautifully acted by a group of high school students, Willa, the student from Friends, very good in her medium size role. Afterwards a nice discussion, then said hello to Willa, her seventh grade sister Josie (it was good to see her there) and Katie Capiello, the artistic director of the group who also brilliantly directed the piece. I had known Katie since around 2006; she was part of a group of actors who performed in a really good production of Suburbia---she was a friend of my friend Nyla, and so it was good to see her and be recognized by her.
Left feeling very upbeat, had a good meal with Robin at the hotel (I overate, much stop that) then took a nice walk down fifth avenue from 35th through 57th street, have not been on that street in a long time, remember when there were several bookstores on that street? Walk was good, stopped in and browsed at a Barnes and Nobles around 48th street, now the only bookstore one can find there.
Returned home and went to bed.
That is all for now...
Saturday evening---returned home from the library, rested a bit, then off to Clinton Hill for what I thought was going to be a take on Schubert's Wintereise, but turned out to be his earlier long song cycle, Die Schone Mullerin. (the maid of the mill, so to speak). As per last year with Wintereise party, songs were given out to about 18 different people,each one did their "take" on the song, or in some cases, just played it. A strange evening, not too many people there that I knew well, sat right above one of the actresses in Dave Malloy's pieces, I had had a brief conversation with her after
Dave's Ghost music play at Bushwick Starr about a year ago, but she did not recognize me (no surprise) I could easily have re-introduced myself but the two guys sitting adjacent to me seemed to know her well, and she spent most of her time talking to them, so I let it go. Many of the "takes" put me off, they seemed to distort Schubert's vision, rather than enlarge on it, some seemed a bit self congradulatory---lots of thoughts going through my own mind as I was watching it---on the other hand, it is clear that the three pianists who were the raconteurs of the evening, and who had conceived of it, were more interested in a spirit of fun and celebration then a real intrusion into the work and head of Schubert. Left feeling a little sour, but, remember, the overall idea of this was to raise money for Jack---and I really admire what Alec is doing, his vision is inclusive of all races and classes, and so I was glad to contribute.
Sunday, after a session in Harlem, was tired but decided to go to see Slut at Dixon Place, very glad that I did. Got there just as the first play was starting, which meant that I had an hour to kill. A walk around the lower east side, got me through, walked from Chrystie to Ludlow from Delancey to
Rivington. Not a great deal of ground to cover, but very interesting, already so many changes since the last time I was down there (probably a few months ago) new stores restaurants, bars (of course), came back in time to join the waiting list, ultimately got in just as the play was beginning.
I found Slut a very strong piece of theater---it is totally focused, as it describes the ordeal of a high school rape victim. Beautifully acted by a group of high school students, Willa, the student from Friends, very good in her medium size role. Afterwards a nice discussion, then said hello to Willa, her seventh grade sister Josie (it was good to see her there) and Katie Capiello, the artistic director of the group who also brilliantly directed the piece. I had known Katie since around 2006; she was part of a group of actors who performed in a really good production of Suburbia---she was a friend of my friend Nyla, and so it was good to see her and be recognized by her.
Left feeling very upbeat, had a good meal with Robin at the hotel (I overate, much stop that) then took a nice walk down fifth avenue from 35th through 57th street, have not been on that street in a long time, remember when there were several bookstores on that street? Walk was good, stopped in and browsed at a Barnes and Nobles around 48th street, now the only bookstore one can find there.
Returned home and went to bed.
That is all for now...
Saturday, March 5, 2016
long week....
working at Friends five days, yesterday returned home very tired after final class ended at 3:10, and was asleep around 6, slept until 10, woke feeling heavy, but slept decently for the rest of the night.
Nothing in the way of social life, except on Tuesday, going to the Assembly benefit, party, fun, but did not stay much longer then presentation, tired and had work on Wednesday. Other days, simply home and asleep.
Today will be different: plan to go to Jack to hear the three pianists do their version of Wintereise, should be fun, if not very faithful to Schubert. A few people that I know are going to sing one of the songs, sometimes very inventive stuff arrives out of these choices, sometimes they are simplistic. Nevertheless, looking forward to it--I really enjoy going to Jack, and also like the idea of it.. Still have not visited the bar around the corner, Holy Hops I think it is called, each time I decide I might want to go in there a bit intimidated. But soon (i think).
I also have the option to go to a reception a little earlier at Five Myles---this is an invitation to the anti gentrification group that I belong to. Can stay from 6 to 7; then should be off to Jack. The space is within walking distance of Five Myles, albeit a fairly long walk. But you know how I love walking in Brooklyn. Still not sure whether I will go to Five Myles or not, might be too much for one day.
Tomorrow, will possibly see the play Slut at Dixon Place, one of the seniors at Friends, Willa, has an important role in it. Sold out on the web, but usually these things are fairly easy to get into. Money is fairly expensive, $40.00, but will do it if possible, then meet Robin for dinner at our normal place.
Not much else to say, yesterday's last two periods, both seventh grade classes, some of the same kids, left me really feeling exhausted---yet today, proud of myself for getting through them. Kids are all over the place---all arms and legs, and seem uninterested in the fact that the two last periods might leave an older person tired. Yes, they are very nice kids, individually--but together---anyway, feel good about ultimate result.
No idea how much work for next week, could be I will be writing in this blog every day, perhaps not if work comes through. We will see...
Nothing in the way of social life, except on Tuesday, going to the Assembly benefit, party, fun, but did not stay much longer then presentation, tired and had work on Wednesday. Other days, simply home and asleep.
Today will be different: plan to go to Jack to hear the three pianists do their version of Wintereise, should be fun, if not very faithful to Schubert. A few people that I know are going to sing one of the songs, sometimes very inventive stuff arrives out of these choices, sometimes they are simplistic. Nevertheless, looking forward to it--I really enjoy going to Jack, and also like the idea of it.. Still have not visited the bar around the corner, Holy Hops I think it is called, each time I decide I might want to go in there a bit intimidated. But soon (i think).
I also have the option to go to a reception a little earlier at Five Myles---this is an invitation to the anti gentrification group that I belong to. Can stay from 6 to 7; then should be off to Jack. The space is within walking distance of Five Myles, albeit a fairly long walk. But you know how I love walking in Brooklyn. Still not sure whether I will go to Five Myles or not, might be too much for one day.
Tomorrow, will possibly see the play Slut at Dixon Place, one of the seniors at Friends, Willa, has an important role in it. Sold out on the web, but usually these things are fairly easy to get into. Money is fairly expensive, $40.00, but will do it if possible, then meet Robin for dinner at our normal place.
Not much else to say, yesterday's last two periods, both seventh grade classes, some of the same kids, left me really feeling exhausted---yet today, proud of myself for getting through them. Kids are all over the place---all arms and legs, and seem uninterested in the fact that the two last periods might leave an older person tired. Yes, they are very nice kids, individually--but together---anyway, feel good about ultimate result.
No idea how much work for next week, could be I will be writing in this blog every day, perhaps not if work comes through. We will see...
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