Up 7:30, read a bit, called Bree to catch up after I showered; breakfast around 9. Packed to get out of the air B&B by 11. Said some goodbyes, gave Jenny an old shirt for a quilt, talked about getting together for a more serious/real musical project w/ her and Trip. Train wasn’t until 12:30, so I went to the big antique mall in Hudson w/ Jenny & Kristin for a while before the drop-off. Bought Henry Pleasant’s book on classical singing (I’ve never read the “popular” companion, which Christgau swears by) and a guide to Callas’s recordings - a buck each. Saw a huge poster for Scatterbrain, one of the Judy Canova vehicles I’ve watched w/ Bree.
Got coffee across from the train station; left 12:30. Read the last 2-3 essays in the transference book, finally; kind of repetitive, all told, and listened to the last few songs on Nashville Soul. Penn Station to subway, home a little before 4.
I’m sure I overate over the weekend, we’ll see what the scale says tomorrow and get back on the horse. (Same w/ writing, though I have several calls scheduled.)
Rested and regrouped, went out to Bowery Ballroom a little after 7. Read Crichtley, Notes on Suicide on the train (it’s short; finished it on the way back, skimmed the Hume essay included as an appendix.)
Met up w/ the person I sold my extra ticket too, chatted downstairs through the opening band (11th Dream Day, probably should have seen more of the set); a guy named Eric Sinclair, whose radio show at Northwestern I played on many years ago, introduced himself. Went upstairs for Joe Pera’s comedy set. Per custom, some or all of 11DD joined Yo La Tengo for most of their set; Mark Greenberg was playing keyboards, I got a chance to say hi later. Closed w/ a full-length “Sister Ray”; encore was w/ two surviving members of Bush Tetras, doing “Dum Dum,” “Run, Run, Run,” and “Too Many Creeps.” Then Ira’s mom came out to sing “There Goes My Baby” and “My Little Corner of the World.” Long set - got back to Jackson Heights at 1, bought a couple tacos in the rain; lights out 2 am.