My knee still hurts like a motherfucker.
I have Seabiscuit fever, thanks to the movie. Jeff Bridges, Chris Cooper,
and Tobey Maguire were a joy to watch onscreen together. I also liked
watching the horsies run fast.
Bananas is very silly and maybe a little boring.
I saw Adam Green (of the Moldy Peaches) at
Cafe Du Nord
Friday night. Summer at Shatter Creek opened. Green sings indie pop so
ironic it comes all the way 'round to wide-eyed innocence again. I loved
him. The crowd was so hipster they could barely stand to look at each
Saturday night was the Rebirth Brass Band at the Great American Music
Hall, part of the North Beach Jazz Festival. The opening band was awful,
more Grateful Dead than anything resembling interesting jazz. Fortunately
Rebirth more than made up for it. Unfortunately the crowd still looked
more Woodstock than New Orleans. I saw dancing that never should have
been let out into the open.
Summer at Shatter
North Beach Jazz