A few weeks ago I finally had a chance to just take it easy for the weekend. No gigs, no nothing. Wouldn't you know it, I found it really hard to just sit and relax. A friend of mine was saying she has the same problem. When she's not on the road and just home, she feels like she can hardly keep still. I wonder if there's a name for that. Its something that simultaneously annoys and amuses me.
There has been no lack of activity for me lately. I was in Baltimore a few weeks ago and just got back from a show in New York at Banjo Jim's with my friend Megan. Its been a 30 hour whirlwind.
Larry and I caught a plane to New York Friday morning and hopped a taxi to Brooklyn to our friends Manj and Bill's house. We hung out for a little bit, power-napped for 30 minutes and then hit the subway to the East Village for dinner at an interesting hookah bar and restaurant called Rico's. We ordered kebabs and falafel and a few minutes later a taxi pulled up, a delivery guy jumped out and handed our dinner to the waiter. I've never been to a restaurant where that happened.
Last night was a great night for music in New York as it always is. As luck would have it our friend Happy Chichester was playing at the Bowery Ballroom with RJD2 so Manj and Bill caught our set at Banjo Jim's and then high-tailed it to the Bowery to see Happy and then ran back to Banjo Jim's just in time to see the end of Megan's set.
Banjo Jim's was a great night with a lot of great music. In addition to Megan, Tony Scherr played a short but amazing set. Meg, Larry and I were hanging out at the bar before Tony's set when a charming and slightly intoxicated Irishman began reciting poetry to us.
Listening: The Girl You Lost to Cocaine - Sia
Dinner: Lettuce Wraps at Frog Bear with an Absolut Martini
