Way back in October, I played a show at the Continental. October 18th to be exact. I was really out of sorts that day and I didn't think I could make it, but the Continental is exactly 2 1/2 blocks from my apartment and it seemed like a silly thing not to go. It was really Ricky's night of acoustic tricks and fancies, but I was glad to be a part.
I can't remember everyone there, because I like to say thank you here for coming... I remember Michael, and Libby. And I remember Heather singing lyrics to the songs I forgot the words to. I tried to play "Now I'm Fingered" and couldn't get past the first verse.
I played Leonard Cohen's "Chelsea Hotel #2" for the first time, and that was great. He's great. I like reading his books because they're not so much a long, book-length narrative but more like a collection of unbelievable poems, moments and very short stories.
Those are the interesting parts I remember, and this post is far overdue... as are many things.
