Zizou, Bluesfest & Personal Training Update
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It's been a busy week with the World Cup, the Bluesfest....and my personal training.
1) Zizou. I don't know what happened there. Apparently, he has an "anger management" problem. They say he got a red card for stomping a Saudi about a 5 years ago. One source reported that it was the Italian calling him a terrorist that led to the head-butting. That seems lame. I think the Italian was trashtalking Zizou's mama... This incident reminded me that you have to watch out for those 'cool' guys. They are pressure cookers ready to blow.
2) Bluesfest. Isn't it great? I fell in love with Peter Karp last night. Bought his CD and then stalked him. Sigh. Roxanne Potvin is lovely, but maybe too young to be singing the blues? Rickie Lee Jones. Messy. Looks like life has taken a toll on her liver.
3) Personal Training Update. I have not been walking, but am using my bicycle as my means of transportation. Things I have learned: a) don't leave anything on your bike that can be stolen, because it will get stolen. b) you can buy bike lights at the dollar store, and then you don't feel as bad when they get stolen (4th Dwarf taught me this one) c)a garbage bag can work well as a makeshift rain poncho.
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Hmm. I was a good five or six years younger than Roxanne is now when I started playing the blues at the Rainbow and the Downstairs Club. I know most folks think of it as an old man's form of music.
But the fellow who came as close as anyone could to founding the blues made his seminal recordings when he was only a year older than she!
Food for pondering. :-)
I'd agree that it's not necessarily about age, Ag, it's about depth. Sue Foley was (now-legendarily) jamming in the same club when she was 15. Sometimes, it takes a few years to grow depth, and those raw edges on one's soul and one's voice, to compliment the requisite playing. But not always...
Still, I'd have to say, from my vantage behind the stage, Roxanne doesn't sound quite fully-formed yet.
I was - very briefly - in a band with Sue Foley when she first came to Ottawa from Edmonton. It is nothing to boast of, of course: I got kicked out two days later. :-)
She sings much, much better today then she did as a fifteen year old. But she always had guitar chops. An older fellow named Back Alley John worked with her on her frontwoman skills, and it wasn't long before she surpassed him.
I was annoyed one night at a Blues Tues when she showed up with a pink paisley telecaster. Up to that point, I'd been rather proud of being the only person to show up with a pink paisley guitar!
Agatha: Usually only around campfires, these days. Sometimes we sneak it in at Blessed Sacrament. :-)
All you youngsters talking about "depth". Ha.
Back to your little soccer conflict, this video might give some illumination to the French temperament.
Evolver, she sings much better'n she did even five or six years back.
Dwarf, what 'youngsters' you talkin' 'bout? Us semi-mythical coyotes got at least a few millenia on any short persons I know...
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