Woke up 8-ish. Started watching (really just listening to) Larceny (George Sherman 1948) w/ Dan Duryea, Shelley Winters on phone.
Wasted 2 hrs.
Form notes, 10 songs.
Coffee, ch. of Okiji.
Read Gilbert Harman, “The Well-Wrought Broken Hammer: Object-Oriented Literary Criticism.”
20 min. on taxes.
Called Dad. After a recent doctor visit, it looks like he doesn’t need a surgical procedure after all, which I was going to go out for. Which means that I’m more flexible over the next 2 months (before mixing the HH record in May), and can probably visit him in June, and play with Wckr Spgt in Joshua Tree. (Barring a crisis in between.)
Practiced a little more, got myself together for gig (cords, pedals, picks, cds). Even made set lists.
Read a few things online, inc. Robert Christgau’s essay about his knee/thigh/mobility troubles.
Took a break for coffee around 4:30, read another ch. of Okiji.
Called car for HH show at Let Love Inn (Astoria) 6:15. Load-in, soundcheck, bite w/ most of the Scene Is Now, bought a 9-volt for delay pedal.
Acceptable crowd - regulars inc. Ira Kaplan; Jordan, Brad and.Chloe from the reading last week, K.C. Trommer, Jay Sherman-Godfrey.

Set: One who fell/Boring postcards/Cover your tracks/Illusions/I Invented Rock ’n’ Roll.Niacin/Man Up!/Guesthouse/Not Just When We Kiss [Damaged Goods]/Enemies of song/Janet Shaw/Faith and Credit.

Seemed to go over. Always room for improvement. Scene Is Now followed - really like their newer songs (some recorded, some not).
Car back, home not long after midnight. Realized I left a book and fold for Laura (who I thought might be there) at the bar. Lights out 1.

[Didn’t: read poetry, write]