Unrelated People

It's a stormy one tonight in NYC. It held off all day and into the evening and started letting loose about 8:00 as we sailed around the harbor.

I'm actually really digging it.

We've had no rain and indeed, warmer than normal temps for a long spell now. I'm not complaining, mind you. We had a stunning Sept here in the teeming metropolis and October has been a summery surprise (which for you lawyers out there has GOT to beat a summary surprise).

But the CHANGES are inevitable and they are here and they are manifesting themselves.

I had a thought one night months ago as I was walking home from the gig - one night that for no apparent reason had a sort of feeling to it that the night before did not have, nor I believe the night after - and that thought was,

"sometimes life - a brief moment in life - just feels like poetry"
not sentimental or saccharine - it is difficult to describe in PROSE.

what i mean to say is that there comes a time occasionally when all the pressing issues of your life - all the things you have to get to, all the stresses and pressures, all the things you have to keep TRACK OF, recede for just a glowing instant and whatever it is you are looking at at that moment becomes the visual analogue of the poetic moment.

sometimes helps to have a soundtrack on the ipod.

it is more of a feeling than an emotion.

that is what i saw in the much missed rain tonight.

^^^^^^^^^^^

As for the unrelated people, I will pick two:

Fantasia,

from American Idol who is now doing The Color Purple on Broadway.

&

Vicente Fox,

former President of Mexico 2000-2006.

Fantasia was on the Bateaux tonight hanging out with some friends. Including a rapper I'm too unhip to have heard of Young Dro. Didn't sit in. Danced a few.

And my man Vicente walked right by and nodded as I played a trio gig last Sat. with Paul Shapiro at Bergdorf Goodman Men's on 5th Ave.

I instantly recognized him b/c I had just heard Jon Stewart on fri. mention that he was going to be a guest on the Daily Show this week (he was on Monday night). And who could forget those long heart to heart photo ops he had on horseback with his good cowboy neighbor to the north George W.

I thought he looked a little casual in his khaki shorts and no security detail until later when it occured to me - Oh yeah, he's not prez anymore.

Just another dude walking around NYC. Well, except that he was walking around a store that offers $1700 sweaters, $5,000 suits and at least one $25,000 attache made of some kind of soon-to-be-extinct animal hide. Nothin' but the best, eh?