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Thursday, July 14, 2005
Shall I Say It Again?
I LOVE New York City. I'd move here in a heartbeat if all my life circumstances were properly lined up (which they aren't and won't be ANY time in the forseeable future). I"m typing while laying (or is it lying - I never DID get that in english) in bed in my cozy little hotel on the upper west side where I've actually figured out how to navigate myself around to everywhere I need to go. I've gotten some kind of goofy thrill out of hailing cabs and saying 117 W. 79th between Columbus and Amsterdam, with a bored expression on my face, as if I've done this every day since I was old enough to hail my own cab. That's what's so alluring about this city. You can be whomever, whatever you want to be. AND NOBODY CARES! In a good way. (a very good thing, actually, for a girl who has managed to go through life her entire life extremely self conscious assuming that everyone within viewing distance is not only WATCHING every move she makes but also ANALYZING and JUDGING those moves, as if merely moving through life, her life in particualar of course, is an olympic sport worthy of such close attention) Not to say that people don't care...I've met the nicest people in my time here. A cab driver who drove an extra couple of blocks (and turned off the meter) helping me get my bearings straight. An understanding waitress who didn't freak out when I accidentally took the wrong bag with me to the restaurant - the one without my wallet - and waited patiently while I walked the 4 blocks back to my hotel to get it. A woman who sat next to me at the CAROLE KING CONCERT at RADIO CITY MUSIC HALL last night, talking about how we both grew up listening to the Tapestry album and then sang along together (with the rest of the audience) on "it's too late baby" and "i feel the earth move" and "will you still love me tomorrow". And talk about another surreal kick - having Kenny White (www.kennywhite.net) record some kick ass piano parts to MY version of "i feel the earth move" which is going on my new solo album. Not only did he record on that song, but also on "little girl" and "cinderella" (which was inspired, both rhythmically and stylistically by one of his songs, "in my recurring dream") So if I ever turn up missing, you'll all know where to hunt me down. But New York IS a big city. With lots of hiding places...she says with a sinister yet wistful (and forgivable) grin. My biggest lesson by far, is one I learned from Tom's cousin Suji who went to eat with me after a gig on Tuesday. I asked her if she knew of a place with good indian food, and she said "yeah, just a few blocks down, let's walk". 10 miles and 2 big ass blisters later, we arrived. The lesson - when you come to the city, bring sensible shoes. Or take a cab. I'll hail it for you. I'm good at it. posted by Cary Cooper @ 6:10 AM 1 Comments:
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