I’m happy to have our boring lives back now that jazz fest and the world cup are behind us. Even the Grateful Dead finally wrapped things up this weekend. I’m ready to watch a slow summer simmer.
Elvind Opsvik wrote to tell me my notes on his band’s performance were “spot on.” I’m really enjoying the 45 that we bought at their gig. We were were invited to a post jazz fest party and everyone was talking about the Woods Brothers, a group whose sound file we nixed on the final night. Felt like we saw a different event than most.
Between chasing the national team to Montreal and the WC final we saw the WNY Flash play the best game we’ve seen, tying the first place Seattle Reign FC, 1-1. I hope some of this World Cup fever rubs off on the local team. Lloyd, Morgan and Wambach all played for the Flash and Leroux will be back here soon. Somehow Rochester let Kansas City kick their ass as a soccer town.
Hope you haven’t used up your ten free NYT’s clicks this month because there’s a pretty great article on Robert Frank in the Magazine section.
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