Monday
Another day to figure it all out and I didn’t.
Author: Rachel
Rachel Dangermond is an impresario and daughter of the revolution.
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In the mind’s eye
Last night Evan called to ask if he could take Tin to see Herbie Hancock who is the International Jazz Ambassador and would be in Congo Square at sunrise to commemorate International Jazz Day. Uh yes. Of course. So both of us took Tin down to Louis Armstrong Park and handed him across the fence where the musicians were all congregating waiting for the great Herbie Hancock to appear on stage. But first there were…
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Open letter to Quint Davis
Dear Mr. Davis: You are amazing – putting on the best show on earth every year in my backyard for my birthday – for that I salute you. However, I must say the sound this year was too loud. I couldn’t even be in the Lagniappe Stage area with Kristin Diable because the decibels were overpowering. The Gentilly Stage was booming so loud it was hard to get a breath. The Fais Do Do was…
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Driver’s seat
You are in the driver’s seat of your life, and you’re ready to head toward your destiny. This came across my screen this morning intended for me. I spent Friday trying to recover from Thursday night and then Saturday trying to get in the swim – verdict, I’m tired, oh so tired. I haven’t heard any real good music other than having sat in on Evan Christopher’s Clarinet Road – I was hoping to see…
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Running on empty
After being out till 3am and then getting up to rally for the first day of Jazz Fest, last night my head hit the pillow and it was lights out. 8.5 hours later, I felt somewhat refreshed but oh my. Aside from age, hypothyroidism, and being an older mother, I almost crawled back to the house from the Fest yesterday. I kept running into people I know and as I made my way bit by…
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Day One
The weird thing is that as I was walking to Jazz Fest this morning with friends they said it was odd to see me without Tin and so began the first day of Jazz Fest – who let the moms out – woof woof woof. There wasn’t any particular band or performer I was interested in seeing but we did go see an interview with Jason Berry and Senn Kuti – my favorite take away…
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Let the music play
Last night, I went with a friend to see so much music that my head is still spinning like a record this morning. We started at Hi Ho to see the Stooges Brass Band and then walked across the street to the ALLWAYS Lounge to see the Panorama Jazz Band and then back across to see the Stooges again and then back across to see Slavic Soul Party. The Stooges Brass Band is insane, it’s…
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Overheard – kid’s play
Pediatrician’s office: “Leave those lizards alone. That is where she put them to sleep and she wants them there.” [mother talking to her son about the plastic lizards that another child had tucked in a hole] Sandbox: Tin: No I won’t give you this boat. Friend: You’re breaking my heart. Tin: I don’t like that. Friend: You say that but you don’t mean that. Tatjana: There is a guy coming to class each day to…
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CHARGE!!!!!!!!! retreat……
A wise man told me decades ago that they blow the horn in battle to charge and to retreat but it’s up to us individually to know which path to follow. Recently I stepped down from a lot of extracurricular activities to focus on rewriting my script which has been stuck in CHARGE!!!!! mode for quite some time. Retreating has never been in my vocabulary but right now it is the note I am heeding.…
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The world without words
You ever feel as if you are just having the same conversation endlessly? And that words are just getting thrown around because they are familiar and have been used before. That is what life for sometimes feels like – I feel like I’m having 24/7 deja vu: the conversations are recycled, the words are stripped of intention and therefore lose 80% of their meaning, and I myself have nothing new to add. Those are the…