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By ana (Wed May 28, 2008 at 10:37:20 AM EST) concert, SummerFunChallenge, SFC (all tags)
Yesterday, in review.

Also, request for comments on a husi summer fun challenge concept.

So some time ago we found tickets to a KT Tunstall concert, scheduled for yesterday.

Since that time, as you'll be aware if you read this regularly, we booked and took a vacation in Provincetown. And then spent the long Memorial Day weekend digging in the yard and fixing stuff around the house.

So it was the first day back to work. Not an altogether great time for staying out late, lest the second day back to work drag somewhat in the afternoon, around naptime.

I left work a bit early, walked & bussed to the Square, and got to the station just as a subway train was pulling out. Drat. So I hiked to the other end of the platform, to be better poised for a quick getaway upon arrival at the Park Street Station, where I'd arranged to meet toxicfur for dinner and the above-mentioned concert.

The train was kind of pokey, stopping often between stations to wait. When we made the Charles Street station, we waited several minutes, amid periodic announcements that we'd be underway shortly. And then that there was an "emergency in the downtown area" and we were being held.

So I got off the train, left a message on toxicfur's phone, and walked to Park Street. We met up, in one of those quintessentially 00-ies moments where we're within sight of each other whilst conversing over the cell phone. Fire engines were trying to counter-propagate on the one-way Tremont Street to get to the subway station. I was glad toxicfur had made it, and wasn't, say, stuck someplace between stations in the Orange Line tunnel.

It turned out there was an electrical fire in the tunnel between Park Street and Downtown Crossing, which led to both stations being evacuated.

I suppose if I'd caught that train that was pulling out as I got to the station, I would have been in the middle of all that.

20 minutes or so later, we looked up from our fajitas and 'ritas to see packed buses going by labeled HARVARD STATION; the substitute busing for the Red Line, now closed because of the fire. It's rather remarkable how quickly they got that running.

And to watch a TV film crew pack up. Average size guy with TV camera, unplugs mike and begins securing equipment in the back of a huge black SUV with mirrored windows. Cute little chick keeps the microphone, gets into the passenger seat, and immediately begins working over her makeup while she waits for her cameraman and chauffeur.

Anyway, nobody was hurt, and they got the trains running again in a couple hours.

The concert was all kinds of fun. We were treated to a couple of songs where she made extensive use of the loop machine. It was this skill of real-time layering of herself doing vocals, guitar, and percussion on her song about the Black Horse and the Cherry Tree that hooked me, early last fall when someone here linked to it on youtube.

This time she also had a band, with amazing keyboard/vibe/trumpet player, amazing lead guitarist, upright bass/cello, and a drummer.

Quite the showperson; she's really very entertaining to watch. Though how she can manage to sing and play a guitar when she's dancing around like that is quite beyond me. She somehow always ends up next to the microphone when it's time to sing.

The Orpheum was full, and hot. As always. We were near the back corner of the orchestra section, and got to watch the same six people go in and out and in and out and in and out all evening.

For my money (well, actually it was free because of a credit card rewards program) (file under "you kids get off my lawn") they could have left the audio system six notches lower in the linear regime, as the saturation effects made it difficult for me to understand the lyrics. But then I guess the lyrics in this case are not all that important. The knuckle-dragging beat and interesting tunes and harmonies are where it's at. Definitely danceable music.

A+++ would go again.

And now for something completely different.

Various people around here have lamented the fact that National Novel Writing Month comes around in November. I wonder if there'd be interested among the husi crowd in doing novel-sized projects, in, say, July. With each other to cheer us on, make snarky comments, and generally join in the fun.

I, for one, have 3 or 4 (depending on how you count the interrelated efforts from 2005 and 2006) NaNos that haven't ever been revised or edited or anything. Surely somewhere in all that prose there's something worth reading, if only I could find make time to make it happen.

We can quibble about groundrules and guidelines, but I'm imagining committing something like 50 hours of work during a month's time to a significant artsy project, whether it be a novel, novella, recording a concerto, spiffing off that album you've always wanted to pull together, recording the complete works of AA Milne in your own voice, or maybe a portfolio of pictures or something.

We've got lots of really creative people here. Let's create!

Whddya'll think?

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a portfolio sounds like a fantastic idea. by Driusan (2.00 / 1) #1 Wed May 28, 2008 at 02:19:27 PM EST
Have it at my apartment by tomorrow.

Vive le Montréal libre.
ah, the Red Line ... by Kellnerin (4.00 / 1) #2 Wed May 28, 2008 at 02:56:19 PM EST
lately it has been, as they say, teh suck. Last Thursday I got to Kendall station where the platform was packed. It would have been tight to get my train anyway, but it was not looking good. I pulled out my phone gadget, where I have the MBTA service alerts page bookmarked, but only to discover I had no signal. After a minute or so, and overhearing some people saying things like "but it's already been fifteen minutes" I decided to get out while the getting was still good. Checked the phone again only to discover there's no signal outside the station either. So, I decided to hoof it to North Station even if I would probably miss my train -- the way it looked I'd be lucky to catch the next later train home.

When I got to North Station, it turned out my train was ten minutes late and still boarding. So that worked out.

Yesterday, I got to Kendall to find much the same scene as Thursday. After a train headed to Alewife made some kind of announcement that sounded (from the opposite platform) like: "mumble mumble mumble mumble mumble mumble mumble mumble Downtown Crossing mumble mumble mumble mumble mumble mumble mumble mumble," and a few overheard conversations in the same vein as Thursday's, I decided to hoof it again.

Only, this time, in the 90% humidity, and when I got to North Station I really had missed my train. I think I may have walked past your T car, either while it was at Charles or waiting back at the bottom of the bridge to get there (I passed two).

Checking the phone (which I'd discovered is only good for satisfying your curiosity after the fact, not for helping you make any decisions at the time) informed me of the "Fire Department activity" at Downtown Crossing. So that cleared up some of the mumble mumble mumble at least.

Have I mentioned that sometimes I detest my commute?

Also, when I finally got home, I discovered the power was out.

And that, teacher, is why I don't have my homeworkhaven't written a diary lately.

Back on topic, though, we just weren't organized enough to get tickets to the concert this month (it's been that kind of month) though if she comes back this way I'd love to catch her at least once. Fajitas'n'Ritas is the perfect prelude to sweating in the Orpheum, I find.

And as for summer creativity, I think my Husi FC had better be that book thing I've been supposedly working on (which reminds me, I had some grand plans which stalled out but I'll try to kickstart them again this weekend).

"Late to the party" is the new "ahead of the curve" -- CRwM

Well, right. by ana (2.00 / 0) #3 Wed May 28, 2008 at 03:30:21 PM EST
I wondered if, and how, you were stuck in that mess. When I ride through Kendall after work, I often wonder if you're elsewhere on my train.

And yeah, I did think about the "create an actual book" FC, since I still have your promise at the bottom of my hotlist. Kinda like the "pending" label in my gmail box.

I feel special. I have a Kellnerin-on-a-train (well, almost) story in the comments of my very own diary.

"And this ... is a piece of Synergy." --Kellnerin

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And also... by ana (2.00 / 0) #4 Wed May 28, 2008 at 03:43:01 PM EST
I once had a commute not unlike yours. There was a conference at the Royal Sonesta near the Cambridgeside Galleria. This was while the Green Line ended at North Station because of all the Big Dig stuff. So they had a bus, kinda sorta. And, oh, it was October and cold.

I took the Orange Line to North station. And then, most days, I walked from North Station across the dam where the Science Museum is.

"And this ... is a piece of Synergy." --Kellnerin

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Dude, give the lady back her foot! by aethucyn (4.00 / 1) #5 Wed May 28, 2008 at 05:22:41 PM EST
I also got to experience the fun that was the Red Line Tuesday evening. Normally, I wait forever for a commuter train to take me to South Station, but yesterday a co-worker was heading to Central Square and gave me a ride that far. From there, four stops to home, I was set to be home 45 minutes earlier than usual. Go down into the station to see a train pull out. Oh well, headphones and book handy, I can wait. After a little while, I notice that the inbound train has been standing still an awfully long time. Hey, there sure are a lot of people in the station now. There's some sort of announcement. Yep, buses until Harvard. So, I step outside just in time for a colossal downpour. Since the shuttle buses start at Broadway, it's a long time until any are going to make it to Central. The #! Mass Ave bus, incredibly full. So, I hoof it to Harvard. Rain comes down a little harder.

It was very clear that I was the butt of the joke. I do see one bus stop, let a couple of people off, but it's still so full that when a woman tries to get it, there's no room for her, and the the door closes on her foot. A vocal young man yelled out, "Dude! Give the lady back her foot!" And she was released.

I arrived in Harvard at which point the rain promptly stopped. The woman who almost lost her foot and I both arrived at the station at the same time. When she tried to tap her pass, the gates refused to open, and she forced them open.

"I'm going to blow up the entire transit system," she declared.

"You're just the butt of the joke today, don't let it upset you, or the universe will do it again tomorrow."

I also explained how this was all my fault since I was supposed to arrive home early, but thanks to these events, I got home the same time I always do. She was kind enough to forgive me.

awesome by The Plonker Diaries (4.00 / 1) #6 Wed May 28, 2008 at 11:41:48 PM EST
50 hours of creativity sounds like such a cool concept...

Now should I tackle an Art or Music project??? I suck pretty in equal measures at both!

i'm all about a challenge. by clock (2.00 / 0) #7 Thu May 29, 2008 at 03:59:26 AM EST
bring it!!!!

I agree with clock entirely --Kellnerin

50 hours by LilFlightTest (2.00 / 0) #8 Sun Jun 01, 2008 at 12:59:42 PM EST
i could finish the quilt i've been working on for a few years now...
if de-virgination results in me being able to birth hammerhead sharks, SIGN ME UP!!! --misslake
That counts, by ana (2.00 / 0) #9 Sun Jun 01, 2008 at 01:26:49 PM EST
sure. :-)

"And this ... is a piece of Synergy." --Kellnerin

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it's art, god damnit by LilFlightTest (2.00 / 0) #10 Sun Jun 01, 2008 at 02:34:46 PM EST
as words are some people's craft, mine is fabric.
if de-virgination results in me being able to birth hammerhead sharks, SIGN ME UP!!! --misslake
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