From: owner-lucy-list-digest@smoe.org (lucy-list-digest) To: lucy-list-digest@smoe.org Subject: lucy-list-digest V4 #260 Reply-To: lucy-list@smoe.org Sender: owner-lucy-list-digest@smoe.org Errors-To: owner-lucy-list-digest@smoe.org Precedence: bulk lucy-list-digest Tuesday, November 19 2002 Volume 04 : Number 260 In this issue: [lucy-list] Tin Angel-Philly [lucy-list] info for this coming saturday Re: [lucy-list] Paste Magazine [lucy-list] Lucy in Northampton 11/17-Part 1 [lucy-list] Lucy in Northampton 11/17-Part 2 ---------------------------------------------------------------------- Date: Mon, 18 Nov 2002 10:15:46 -0500 From: Donna Myers Subject: [lucy-list] Tin Angel-Philly My husband and I went to the late show at the Tin Angel on Sat evening. I love this place! There's a great restaurant downstairs called Serranos and you walk up a flight of stairs to the Tin Angel. This was extremely convenient on Sat evening as there was a Nor Easter brewing outside. The room seats about 100 people. Bob Hillman was the opener. He was very funny. Lucy came on stage with Jon Herrington. The setlist: Angels Rejoiced Written on the Back of His Hand One Good Reason Cowboy Singer Loch Lomond Don't Mind Me I'm Looking Through You I Had Something Ten Year Night Guilty As Sin This Is Home Land of the Living Hole In My Head End of The Day Nowhere Scorpion Encore: Turn The Lights Back On Lucy was in fine voice and Jon Herrington was fantastic on guitar. It was another amazing show! Lucy talked in between songs and thanked everyone for coming out in the Nor Easter. She wanted to know why it's not called a North Easter....it's a New England thing!! Lucy told some of her Mom's stories. She asked again what makes women so crazy after they have children....a man from the audience yelled,"it's easier that way"!! It was another great Lucy show....she is the best!!! Donna ------------------------------ Date: Mon, 18 Nov 2002 10:31:35 -0500 From: Beth Simons Subject: [lucy-list] info for this coming saturday hey y'all... just an FYI about the venue for this saturday's lucygig. (uh oh...that sounds like another fantasy bug....hehe) it's at a place called "mother's wine emporium". mother's wine is a student-run venue at rensselaer polytechnic institute in troy, ny, just outside albany. it's in their student union and open to the public. an rpi-student friend of mine books the place, so props to carrie for getting lucy. directions and other info, including reservations: http://mothers.union.rpi.edu/ i'll be making the trip out from NH to see my rpi friends and catch lucy, stopping in northampton friday night to see erin mckeown. hope to see some of you there! let me know if you're going. - --beth <>o<>o<>o<>o<> Beth Simons beth@simons.mv.com Durham and Merrimack, NH (and St-Brieuc, France, at heart) "I may not have gone where I intended to go, but I think I have ended up where I intended to be." --Douglas Adams ------------------------------ Date: Mon, 18 Nov 2002 11:22:09 -0800 From: "Benay Bubar" Subject: Re: [lucy-list] Paste Magazine Rick wrote: >Paste costs about $7, so if you just want that Lucy song, >you're money ahead vs. buying the Greg Brown thing. >There are articles about Buddy Miller, Steve >Earle and others in the issue. But to anyone on the fence, I would hasten to point out that the "Greg Brown thing," Going Driftless, is WELL worth owning even aside from Lucy's Small Dark Movie...I've found myself listening to the whole thing over and over again. And it doesn't hurt that its purchase supports the Breast Cancer Fund. Not that you can't buy Paste...sounds like a good magazine...but as far as ways to own Lucy's version of Small Dark Movie, I think Going Driftless is easily worth the few more dollars it costs. Another post is brewing for later...when I'm done with work. Benay ------------------------------ Date: Mon, 18 Nov 2002 22:47:05 -0500 From: "Benay Bubar" Subject: [lucy-list] Lucy in Northampton 11/17-Part 1 (As many of you can probably predict, you should simply skip to the next post if you want the actual concert review...this post, I'm afraid, is merely the preamble.) Well, at long last I have returned from sunny, dog-filled Arizona to the wintery yet dogless world of New York. It was a wonderful vacation, even including the dogs---and I have now been to 50 percent more countries than I had before, thanks to a jaunt across the border into Mexico. (Well, not quite the real Mexico...the just-barely-across-the-border Mexico populated solely by vendors aggressively hawking all the same souvenirs to American tourists and using all the same lines, the most popular being "What you looking for? You no see it here, I go steal for you!" But another country nonetheless.) Anyway, after three days back in New York, I found myself at an excellent Dar Williams show at the Towne Crier with the illustrious Sharon G on Friday night. But the weekend hardly would have seemed complete without a Lucy show...and so on Saturday I found myself---still bleary-eyed from having returned from the Dar show at 2 a.m.---on a train to Northampton, Massachusetts, where a certain favorite performer of mine happened to have a show Sunday night. It was one of my more...interesting...train trips. Had I not been so tired, perhaps I would have appreciated its interestingness more. At Penn Station, waiting for the track announcement, I noticed a confused-looking elderly man attempting to figure out what train he needed. In a sudden rush of selfless desire to help my fellow man, I came to his aid and discovered that we were waiting for the same train. We had a pleasant enough chat in which he seemed only mildly strange, and I got him to the correct train when it was boarding time...and I just sort of hoped to settle down for the next four and a half hours with my newspaper and my music and maybe even sleep a bit. No such luck. My new "friend" planted himself in the seat right next to me, and it quickly became vividly clear that he had brought nothing whatsoever to do during the trip and that what he was going to do was talk to me. This might have been OK had his conversation not revolved almost entirely around 1) Christian religious artwork, and 2) approximately 1,500 really bad jokes (i.e., "guy goes for his citizenship exam and cheats by writing the answers in his underwear...they ask him who the first president was and he says, 'Fruit of the Loom!'"), at every one of which I was expected to laugh uproariously. In the last half hour of the trip, he insisted on drawing my portrait, which I thought was a nice gesture to which my assent might buy me a bit of silence. He proceeded to study me carefully and painstakingly produce something that, had I genuinely thought it resembled me, would have made me want to promptly jump out the window of the moving train. (General agreement from those I've shown is that it is a portrait of an extremely dour old peasant woman. I hate to be discriminatory toward dour old peasant women, but this was not exactly the look I was going for.) Anyway, at last I made it to my destination, a couple of towns over from Northampton. I have relatives there, and therefore I had a place to stay. My relatives there are very nice people. I hadn't seen them in a while, though, and so I had forgotten the salient facts about visiting them, which are: 1) They don't eat much. That is, for instance, three Chinese entrees were expected to last five of us for two meals. They aren't unable to afford food---they just never seem very hungry. In this way we are not closely related. Having forgotten to bring my own stash of emergency food, I had to resort to sneaking into the kitchen to steal pretzels, vowing to blame any noise I made on the cats. Which brings me to the fact that... 2) They have four cats. DEFINITELY better than four dogs, in my book! And finally, the fact which actually has some vague bearing on our subject here: 3) My uncle is a math professor. I like my uncle the math professor very much. The thing about my uncle the math professor, though, is that whatever I'm talking to him about, I always get the distinct feeling he'd much rather be talking about...math. Therefore, I strive to come up with Interesting Math-Related Conversation Starters That Do Not Require Me to Actually Know Math. So, as my uncle was driving me to Northampton for the Lucy show (a duty for which he had kindly volunteered), I triumphantly blurted out, "I recently read 'A Beautiful Mind'!" "Oh, yes," he said. "And if you had read it carefully, you would have seen my name in one of the footnotes." Oops. Turns out my uncle is MENTIONED in the book, albeit briefly, in that he provided the author with some bit of information on John Nash. Turns out I'd had no idea...I'd skipped a lot of footnotes. (Apparently, my uncle also advised the author of several mathematical errors in the hardcover edition of the book, which he hopes were corrected in the paperback version, though he hasn't yet checked.) So much for my great mathematical reading. Time for a new topic. "Well," I ventured, "Lucy Kaplansky's father is a mathematician. Have you heard of Irving Kaplansky?" "Ah, yes," said my uncle warmly (and my uncle does not say that many things warmly), "I had some correspondence with Kap over my first book." And he proceeded to nonchalantly reel off the salient facts of Lucy's father's professional history. Not that they had ever met, and not that I could tell whether Irving Kaplansky would have any idea of who my uncle was...but my uncle knew EXACTLY who Irving Kaplansky was. Though he hadn't heard Lucy's music, he'd known that Irving Kaplansky was Lucy Kaplansky's father and that Lucy Kaplansky was my favorite singer...characteristically, he'd just never bothered to tell me until I asked. For the rest of the drive to Northampton, I basked in the glory of the thought that my UNCLE knew Lucy's FATHER and therefore my being a Lucy fan was clearly DESTINY! Concert review coming right up... Benay ------------------------------ Date: Mon, 18 Nov 2002 22:49:45 -0500 From: "Benay Bubar" Subject: [lucy-list] Lucy in Northampton 11/17-Part 2 So...I arrived in Northampton Sunday evening amidst rain that was turning the snow outdoors to ice. At 5:30, when I got there, a group was already huddled outside the door of the Iron Horse, whose management took pity on us in a few minutes. I was happy to see Norman Johnson, whom I knew from various other shows, and we managed to get a table near the front, to one side of the stage. The Iron Horse as a venue is often coimpared to the Bottom Line in New York, but even as the loyal New Yorker I am, I found the Iron Horse actually much more pleasant...small individual tables rather than long and cramped ones, decent lighting, and quite good food. The opener was Bob Hillman, the same opener Donna saw in Philadelphia. In the local paper my aunt had shown me, the writeup for the show had had an entire exuberant paragraph about Bob Hillman's fame and brilliance...concluding with bare mention of the fact that he was opening for Lucy Kaplansky, about whom the piece said nothing. I found Bob Hillman quite funny indeed, though not worthy of QUITE the level of unbridled excitement generated by the newspaper blurb. However the newspaper may have slighted her, it was magnificently clear upon Lucy's arrival onstage that this was HER crowd. The place may not have been filled to bursting, but there were very few empty seats, and there was no lack of enthusiasm in the crowd's response to Lucy. The setlist was fairly similar to the one Donna gave us from Philadelphia (thanks, Donna!), but here it is anyway: Angels Rejoiced One Good Reason The Tide Secret Journey Don't Mind Me (air guitar story) Loch Lomond Cowboy Singer (again, very wonderfully done!) Written on the Back of His Hand I'm Looking Through You (someone in the crowd shouted that Lucy should put it on the new album...clearly I'm not the only one campaigning for this) I Had Something Ten Year Night (with intro about true love being Lucy's going to a Philadelphia Eagles game with Rick...Lucy said she had mentioned this in Philadelphia and NO ONE had laughed, but in Northampton they certainly did!) Guilty As Sin This Is Home Land of the Living Just You Tonight (piano) By Way of Sorrow Turn the Lights Back On (she remarked that she hadn't done that one in a while, and how it was such an angry song but such fun to sing...indeed, no one sings angry songs like Lucy, or looks happier afterward!) Someday Soon (back after what seemed like a hiatus, and I was delighted to hear it...how I'd missed this one!) Scorpion Encore (after much consideration and debate over whether we wanted a sad song or a not-so-sad song...but I thought it WAS indeed the best choice): The Kid It was the first time I'd seen Lucy solo since...August, I think...and while I deeply enjoy the shows with Duke and others, there's still a particular magic in Lucy's taking the stage on her own. There wasn't a lot in this show that I could have pointed to as extremely unusual for a Lucy show overall...but Lucy was just ON, and she energized all of us as we were gathered there in that brief respite from the wind and the rain. I didn't regret my long journey for a moment, even knowing that I would have to make a 7 a.m. bus in the morning to get back to NY for work. When she came back for the encore, Lucy was grinning as widely as I'd ever seen her grin, and she said of the applause, "That sounded so SINCERE!" She was right. It was. Benay ------------------------------ End of lucy-list-digest V4 #260 ******************************* This has been a posting from the Lucy Kaplansky mail list digest To unsubscribe send mail to Majordomo@smoe.org with "unsubscribe lucy-list-digest" in the body of the message