"Money is a lot like shit: you keep it all in big pile it smells bad and attracts flies; you spread it around and you grow something beautiful."
Warren Hellman, Hardly Strictly Bluegrass, 2002
Equinox has been raiding Urban Flow for yoga teachers and we are all a lot better for it. Pradeep comes from there and so does this kid Austin who subbed when MH was out on Wednesday, celebrating his 55th birthday. Lookin' awesome bud.
Part of the rap at the beginning of each class is "who do you do it for ?" You get that in your head, then later, when they have you in an extended series, when your thighs are screaming and sweat is pouring out and after Pradeep says "I know, I know it's hard" they drop it: "who do you do it for ?" Instantly you dig deeper. Very effective tool.
But it does raise some questions: what are you "doing" and what is "it" ? I don't think I am doing anything. I could no more stop being physical than breathing. I just am, and this just is.
Just keep moving and STFU lawyer man.
Wednesday, two miles then Austin's pretty good class.
Thursday, two miles on elliptical and CT 30 min session. Good class, keep it moving too heavy with the 20 on the snatches; 8:00 pm is rough when you start at 6:00 am.
Friday, three miles am.
First day of HSB, haul Barry in for:
Jerry Douglas, then an awesome set by Patty Griffin.
Patty's done and a bunch of hipsters are moving it. I don't know the next band, Jenny and Johnny and I am wondering who all these kids are. Now I know;
Jenny Lewis and Johnny Rice light it up.
They are hook happy with sarcastic lyrics and it works. They break into a Jenny tune at the end called Acid Tongue, she loses the white shades and she goes from neo-indie-punk hot to serious songwriting chops. The crowd is just laid out and she is up there, beautiful and belting it. You Tube version: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=kw8fmhYhbqo&feature=related
Once she loses the glasses you can see she is no kid; 34, just getting into the prime of life with buckets of talent.
T-Bone Burnett burns it up with the Punch Brothers to close it out.
Up at 3:30 and into GG Park to save space. Drop a tarp at 4:15 in the front row at Banjo
and back to the van and a sleeping bag on Fulton/22nd. Sleep till 7:45.
Get up, hop on the 5 Fulton to downtown and in the gym by 8:20. Wandering around, trying to get it started.
Keep it simple, cause foggy, under-nourished and don't know how it will go:
20/20 10 pushups x 8
20 slow box squats
10 double 16kg mp, to 5 double 24kg mp
10 slow deep box sqiats, 45lb oly bar over head
3x
10 32 kg swings to 1+1 snatch, windmill, tgu combo, 45lb oly bar
x5
then 15/15 10 32kg swings x 5
that went pretty good, not the longest workout but was there and did it. As Dawn said: "hey, you're here now."
Back up on the 38 Geary with a large cup of coffee. Driver says nothing, he got the don't fuck with me vibe.
Get off at 23rd and hit 25th and Fulton RIGHT as Ann and B are pulling up. We catch half of Dry Branch Fire Squad, and its into Carolina Chocolate Drops and if that ain't the best set of the weekend it's as good as the best, here is Rhiannon kicking up her heels.
and Dom on the bones . . .
Then its Joan B, who is awesome. Heartening to see sooo many young women really into her set. The its Grisman who I have not seen since Humboldt in '79. He is very gray. Then to Gillian and David, who call him back out:
Their harmonies burn through the fog on Miss Ohio, here it is three years ago . . . http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=TNUB56jwu-k
Awesome day filled with music and B in his element.
Sunday. This to be a rest day; no real way around it. Sleep in 'till 8, that felt good, then off. We head down to the Towers of Gold stage where we never been before. Hot Memphis rock 'n roll band Lucero, the to McMurtry.
Never having been down here before and learn that they run Star and Towers in tandem. While McMurtry is setting up, Martin Sexton is next door, and they are piping it through which is great. McMurtry is gruff and ugly, then Randy Newman hits stage. They got a full Steinway grand up there, must of dropped it in by helicopter. Newman is funny, getting more poignant with age; thank you thank you for an hour with a GREAT American songwriter. Yes he wrote "You Got a Friend In Me," but he also wrote "You Can Leave Your Hat On," which gets him off the hook. http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ZNGgvpjtq0w&feature=related
He has 5,000 in rapt silence with Miss You. http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Ow9mnmr5KP0&feature=more_related. A cabaret guy up there alone in the sunshine. They are getting ready for Costello on Star, he closes with a warm challenge: "gonna give Costello something to try and follow, go listen, a great man." It's this: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=HsrN9OTBRSQ
We dry the tears and head over to Arrow and catch Keller & the Keels, YMSB, and it's time for the Avett Brothers which is so over the top after McMurty, Randy Newman, Keller Williams, and YMSB it's nuts. http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=fDAicNrBIe8
Three days of a fucking musical orgy. Who do you do it for ? Like ya' gotta ask . . .
Thank you Warren Hellman. Peace out.
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