That Looks on Tempests and Is Never Shaken

Well, everybody I'm close to seems to be okay. My Philly and New Jersey relatives are unscathed. I texted with Spike and Jed: miraculously, Smalls and the Village Vanguard are without power but are otherwise intact. Fingers still crossed, of course, but as of now I haven't heard of any musician in serious trouble except for possibly Ben Street, who can't get back to his apartment in Red Hook yet. But Ben himself is fine. (UPDATE: and his apartment survived as well; the water got four inches from his living room but stopped.)

David Virelles was supposed to play an important gig tonight with Ben, but that's been rescheduled to December 12. The rave Ratliff review of Continuum is well-deserved.

I'm sad to lose the NPR broadcast of Jeff Ballard's new band from the Vanguard, but surely Jeff will be doing more with that group in the future. 


The Met goes back up tomorrow with The Tempest. Of course, the subways are out. But for anyone who can walk to Lincoln Center: do yourself a favor and get to the gig. It's the great new opera of our time, and you will be able to say you went to it in the aftermath of Sandy.

Sarah Deming attended on Saturday and was inspired to write a vivid and wide-ranging analysis, with special attention paid to librettist Meredith Oakes.  I admit I take her post personally, this is some real Sonnet 116 stuff. She is the girl for this boy! 

My wife also sent me a photo of what was just outside our Park Slope door this morning:



More internet reading:

Proper Discord looks at Rite covers at Will Robin's joint. I would have liked to have attended the seminar, just reviewed by Oestreich

Sam Newsome remembers meeting the late David S. Ware.  Hank Shteamer also had a valuable response, with a links to some fascinating music.

I don't really know Ware's work, that's why I didn't write an obit for DTM.  

I also don't consider myself an expert on John Tchicai, and keep waiting for the right blog to give him his due. FWIW, my own pick of his classic 60's NYC work is not Ascension, New York Ear and Eye Control, Four for Trane, or The New York Contemporary Five:  I adore The New York Art Quartet, especially Mohawk with Roswell Rudd, Reggie Workman, and Milford Graves. I only bought a bootleg of this hard-to-find album fairly recently but already nominate it as one of the genre's best.  Some of it is on YouTube: Tchicai's feature "Everything Happens to Me" is perfect music.

But there's about 40 more years of Tchicai out there; someone who knows should weigh in. (And if that has happened already, let me know on Twitter.) The mainstream Guardian obit by John Fordham is good, but I'd like some further recommended tracks to chew on.


Halloween already! Soho has the right idea.

My favorite scary story of 1906 is "The Monkey's Paw" by W.W. Jacobs.

I've put "Monkey's Paw" on DTM before, but only now am I thinking to look for another canonical horror short,"The Last Train" by Fredric Brown from 1950. 

Stay safe, stay awed by weird tales. On November 1 a major guest post from Miles Okazaki will land at DTM.


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