jul 27

Not a great day. Stayed up doing nothing in particular online too late last night, woke up at a normal hour, but tired. Stared off ok w/ 20 p. of the Williams book and 75 of Boyer. Went out for a couple errands around 11, came back, printed out some sheet music pdfs and the TPA background sections of the current chapter for revision. Foundered after lunch - had planned to go out again, but there was a police incident on our block. Multiple squad cars apparently trying to get an old guy in the cul-de-sac across from our house to come out. He finally did, and then the cops brought out several shotguns from his house. Don’t know the whole story - dad’s caregiver Loretta watched more of it unfold than me, and thought maybe he’d assaulted/threatened a pool boy from a cleaning service that had been parked outside earlier (saw the kid talking to the cops). The were gone by 2 or so, but by then my will had dissipated. Watched an old Dragnet, napped for 2 hrs, watched a Perry Mason. Played some piano before dinner - Carla Bley’s “Ida Lupino” and “Lawns,” and some Misha Mengelberg heads. Dinner, no Jeopardy on weekends. Went out at 8. Read another 10 p. on Williams (end of a long discussion of In Dahomey and start of a chapter on Claude McKay.) Read and commented on a chunk of John Holbo’s book. Managed to start the new draft of the TPA-history sections, retyping and cutting/editing material from previous draft. Went to The Press in Claremont a little before 11 — I’d missed Yeux Verts, but saw Falcon Eddy, and a much younger band of skinny boys called Still. The singer works at Rhino. The playing was fine, in a kind of goth-meets-R.E.M. (or maybe Miracle Legion - a lot of chorus) mode, lyrics incomprehensible, drummer was the saving grace. Saw John Davis, in town visiting his mom in Redlands, the Callacis, and the expected gang. One beer, and bought Amy a vodka-soda. Home about 1, found a multi-hr Brahms playlist on YouTube and went to bed.