Mark and I have been insanely busy with rental units. Lots of folks moving this summer, we’ve had good weather and the grass keeps growing, roofs have been replaced, and we can’t seem to catch our breath! This past weekend, however, we did manage to have some fun.
We cheered the Tigers as they beat the Seattle Mariners Saturday night, and even got to watch the fireworks show.
We caught Thornetta Davis singing the blues at the Plymouth Elks Blues Festival. It was a wonderful way to see the blues, under a shady canopy of trees, relaxing in lawn chairs.
Then we hung out by the lake, watching a few friends play some music. A lovely weekend, but now it’s back to work!
Today Mark and I went to the Cranbrook Art Museum, to see a show of Warhol album covers. I did want to see the show, but what I really wanted to see was Thumbs Up. Thumbs Up is Detroit’s premier Velvet Underground ukulele duo. How can you pass that up? At one point Steve, one of the Thumbs, tap dances wildly to add percussion, and I managed to get his tap shoes in my feet photo.
The sign for the show, there was no photography in the gallery.
Thumbs Up playing their hearts out for us.
T-shirts were being screen printed on the spot.
Mark and I walked the property a little after the show.
Last night Mark and I went to the Ann Arbor Summerfest Top fo the Park to see Hoodang, and had a great time!
After the music, Top of the Park has movies, and last night it was The Blues Brothers. I wasn’t planning on staying for the entire movie, maybe just some of my favorite parts like when Aretha sing Think, but I asked Mark what his favorite part of the movie is and he confessed that though he’d seen most of it, he’d never seen the whole movie beginning to end. Well, now he has.
And boy, did they need organizing! I figure I alphabetized about 1,000 of record albums, I still have a couple of small stacks to do.
I’ve been working on these when I’m not shoveling, I should start on the CD’s next, but I don’t think I can face them yet. They might have to wait until next winter. No, I don’t want to hear about how much music you have on your tiny MP3.
Yesterday morning, Mark and I got up bright and early and sold our wares at the Electronics Expo in Farmington. We were busy, this is the only photo I took all day.
But then, at night, we got to celebrate the life of a friend, Bootsey X. Bootsey was a Detroit punk rock icon who died late last year, of brain cancer. Bootsey (Bob Mulooney) was 59. Mark knew Bob from way back in his Schoolcraft College days, when they discovered a common interest in music. Last night a huge memorial concert/party was thrown at the Tangent Gallery/Hastings Ballroom in Detroit. We got to see so many faces we haven’t seen in years, it was a great send off! Here I got to match my feet with Boot’s shoes.
Bootsey’s silver suit was on display
Photos of the man were also posted so we could all remember.
There were far too many performers to mention, here’s Dan Mulholland of Ann Arbor’s Urbations.
Sister Dynamite lives up to her name.
Andy Peabody does a great job on Soulmobile, with the Sugar Babies of Soul on back-up, and on steering wheels. A great night, and this morning Mark has no voice. Not a surprise!
Today is a day for staying home and getting stuff done. Perhaps Harmony will help me. Last night was a day for celebrating at Noel Night.It was a strange Noel Night for me, we never made it to a museum.
We started at Campus Martius where Jeff and Katie greeted the ice queen.
We checked out lots of little shops, got some Christmas shopping done, and looked at Detroit architecture.
Then we went to The Music Box in the Max M. Fisher music center to see The California Guitar Trio and The Montreal Guitar Trio perform together. Two trios equal one sextet.
We caught a little of William Close and the Earth Harp Collective, with the Earth Harp strung across the newly renovated historic Garden Theater, all the way from the stage to the balcony. We were under the instrument.
After that we ended with a tour of the WDET studios given by Rob Reinhart. You could never see half of what goes on at Noel Night, if you talked to 10 different friends they would probably never cross paths. Noel Night gets bigger every year, it is a truly wonderful Detroit experience.
I bought my first version of this album in 1967 when it first came out. I’d been hearing “Waiting for the Man” and “Heroin” on the radio, and I was hoping at least one or the other was on the album. The album cover folds, with the titles listed inside, so I didn’t know what was on the record until I was in the back seat of my dad’s car and opened it. I was delighted to find both of them listed. I bought the record partly because I loved the music, and partly to impress my sister, Jane, who was the one who pointed me toward the music. I think it kind of worked. I was almost twelve years old. Fortunately my parents weren’t watching us close enough to worry about lyrics full of drug and sex references.
When I got home from the store I peeled the banana sticker off, carefully, scared of what I’d find underneath. When it was about an inch down, Jane recognized what it was and told me not to worry, I wouldn’t be offended.
There is a cut on this album called “The Black Angel Death Song” that was far too weird for a young girl. I used to skip over it until I caught Jane listening to it. She told me she rather liked it, so from then on, I would play it. Anything to impress Jane.
What you see in this image is the Japanese pressing I bought years later to replace the wretched pile of scratches that was the first copy. The wonderful thing about the Japanese pressing is it came with a sheet of badly interpreted lyrics. It also still has the banana sticker on it.
This album has been my desert island pick from the fist day I bought it to today. It is still my very favorite music.
Lou Reed, founding member of the Velvet Underground, died yesterday, on my husband Mark’s 57th birthday. He was 71. I’m glad I got to see him several times in concert. He will be sorely missed by many of us. Safe passage, Lou.
No, I didn’t get to the Tigers’ game, but Mark and I did let his brother convince us we should blow off the day and hang out downtown!
Brad and me checking out a new sign in front of the train station.
The trans-gendered bull at the Mercury Bar, where the food and beer is wonderful! (The bull, you note, has testicles and an udder.)
On the riverfront.
The river is a beautiful blue these days, I remember when that wasn’t true.
We finished off the day at the Atwater Brewery, where we met..
beer drinking skelly friend.
Friday night Mark and I finished off the day by seeing the Mavericks at the Royal Oak Music Theater, what an amazing show! If you ever get a chance to see Raul Malo, do it, he never disappoints!
I wore my brand new shoes to Guy Hollorin’s, to see some blues! They were having a benefit for the victims of Hurricane Sandy, made for a great evening.