First of all, congrats to the wife who was accepted to Columbia for a masters in Human Rights! And boo on my landlord who apprently has shut off all the water in the building.
Anyway, wifey and I headed to Mo Pitkin's House of Satisfaction on Thursday night to see Anais Mitchell, who was only alotted a 30 minute set, but she played some really great songs from her new album The Brightness. I think the wife had a bit of a crush, because she offered to buy her a drink after the show. Unfortunately for Anais, my roommate wasn't the craziest fan in the 20-person crowd. She was gracious nonetheless, and chatted with us for a bit at the bar. I'd definitely recommend seeing her if you are a fan of the folk music - she's on Ani DiFranco's label. You can't really go wrong for $7.
Tonight Jason and I will be running the merchandise table at Break of Reality's show at Galapagos in Williamsburg. It's my brother's band - check them out!
I just spent an hour in Central Park reading Anne Sexton's collection of dead baby poems in the shade. I really love her because she adheres pretty strictly to form and meter without sounding at all rigid or coerced. Somehow she can write the most beautiful words about the most tragic image. Depressing as hell, though.
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