New York City 2006 : A Travelogue
After that we were invited to a Halloween party at the Brooklyn compound of Spiraling bassist Bob Hart. It went something like this:
Bob, me and Tom. I took off my sweaty Jedi costume for this, by the way.
Me, Tara and Frank, our gracious host for several outings.
Aly!
Bill. Who used his tiny appendage to write this:
Tom, Bob and Marty of Spiraling.
Bob eating cotton candy from Elizabeth's head.
Elizabeth and a girl I didn't meet rocking it out.
Monday, October 30
We awoke to the sounds of our hotel's fire alarm being tested sporadically between the hours of 8 and 10AM. This fueled our resolve to vacate the premises post haste. The St. Mark's Hotel is not only dodgy, it's also thoughtless and inconsiderate. So we stayed the night at Frank's place off Times Square while we searched for a new hotel. After dropping off our luggage, we grabbed some lunch at a delightful Indian wraps joint down the street.
We decided to check out Rockefeller Center, which features the Top of the Rock observation deck, a place with a spectacular view of New York City. The scenery is in my opinon superior to that of the Empire State Building because it contains within its vista something that the view from the Empire State Building lacks. Namely, the Empire State Building.
The sun set quickly.
After that I split off from the group and went down to the Bitter End to catch Oz Noy. Opening for him were the Moth (spoken word storytelling), and Jenni Alpert.
Jenni Alpert. We have the same keyboard.
Oz "Motherf*cking" Noy. One of the most fantastic new guitar players I've ever had the pleasure to experience. Just another Monday at the Bitter End.
As per usual with my travelogues, you'll find a selection of random, commentless photos. Here's today's sample:
