If you’d told me I’d sit happily through five and a half hours of rock music, I’d have called you crazy.
July 27, 1979: I moved to New York City from my humble birthplace of Cleveland, Ohio. I go back to northern Ohio regularly, and still know my way around. In some ways I feel like I left a few weeks ago; in other ways, like I never lived there at all. Between apartments in Manhattan […]
Wednesday night Andy and Linda hosted a holiday get-together at the Literary Cafe, and since we were in town we headed on over. They had a nice jazz quintet playing, and there was a good crowd.
The composer Donald Erb died the other day, at age 81. A prof at the Cleveland Institute, he was big on the scene in the ’70s when I was first paying attention to “serious” music. “Serious” is in quotation marks, because Erb was sort of an exemplar of how unserious and fun that music could […]