From: owner-lucy-list-digest@smoe.org (lucy-list-digest) To: lucy-list-digest@smoe.org Subject: lucy-list-digest V5 #17 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 Monday, January 20 2003 Volume 05 : Number 017 In this issue: [lucy-list] That does it. Re: [lucy-list] That does it. [lucy-list] Lucy at the Ark [lucy-list] Lucy in Poughkeepsie 1/19 [lucy-list] oh! ---------------------------------------------------------------------- Date: Sun, 19 Jan 2003 11:32:55 EST From: SteadyOnDC@aol.com Subject: [lucy-list] That does it. Kevin (KeltiKevin@aol.com ) wrote: <> Well that confirms it. Lucy Kaplansky IS the nicest artist around. I always had a STRONG suspicion of this...but this seals the deal. (is there a Grammy category for this? Nevermind...she'll get a Grammy for her wonderful music at some point.) Ya just gotta love Lucy. ; ) - -Denise C. ------------------------------ Date: Sun, 19 Jan 2003 12:56:38 EST From: Bn2Synthsz@aol.com Subject: Re: [lucy-list] That does it. > The highlight for me was when Lucy asked if Caitlin was in the audience. > (Caitlin is my nine year old daughter, who had heart surgery early last > year, > and was then diagnosed with Crohn's disease a few weeks later.) That's one of the nicest things I've heard this week! Thanks for sharing! Kathy ------------------------------ Date: Sun, 19 Jan 2003 18:55:48 EST From: Halesbop@aol.com Subject: [lucy-list] Lucy at the Ark Last March in her Ark appearance shortly after a hit performance at the 2002 Ann Arbor Folk Festival, Lucy nearly sold out the Ark. Last night she did sell out the legendary club for her first time, including over 50 tickets bought at the door. And many more were turned away, this on a bitter cold and windy Michigan night. She's finally conquered Ann Arbor it seems (not there haven't always been fans here, but I recall one show 2-3 years back where less than 50 showed up). She rewarded us with an exquisite show. Everything was wonderful, but some personal highlights would include the pairing (on piano) of 'If You Could See' and 'I Still Miss Someone', Ian Tyson's 'Some Day Soon', hearing the new songs for the first time, 'This Is Mine' and 'Promise Me'. A very happy Lucy and an attentive and appreciative crowd made for a very special night. here's the set list: The Ark, Ann Arbor 1/18/02 first set (49+ min) Cowboy Singer One Good Reason The Tide Secret Journey (the air guitar story) Loch Lomond Don't Mind Me Peace, Love and Understanding Just You Tonight (piano) Ten Year Night This Is Mine second set (73+ min) I Had Something (?? not sure on title-- the new one) Five In The Morning Scorpion Guilty As Sin This Is Home Land Of The Living If You Could See> (piano) I Still Miss Someone (piano) Song About Pi Written On The Back Of His Hand Turn The Lights Back On Some Day Soon By Way Of Sorrow - --encore-- Promise Me Speaking With The Angel You're Still Standing There Steve Hale ps--I met a Lucylist lurker (St Clair Shores) before the show in the green room, but never got your email info. Please contact me, I've got something to share with you. ------------------------------ Date: Mon, 20 Jan 2003 01:00:33 -0500 From: "Benay Bubar" Subject: [lucy-list] Lucy in Poughkeepsie 1/19 Well, I certainly have nothing to say that can beat Kevin's story of Lucy's interaction with Caitlin (I too say thanks for sharing that---it's still making me smile---and I want to know when that talent show comes around too, Kevin!). Nor do I have a review as exciting as Steve's discussion of Lucy at The Ark (I Still Miss Someone...there's another one I've never heard her do live!). But I CAN, at least briefly, put on my Lucy-reviewing hat again after almost two months. Tonight, Lucy played in the 30th anniversary celebration for the Towne Crier, which was held in the chapel at Vassar College in Poughkeepsie. It was a two-hour drive to Poughkeepsie from Brooklyn, but it seemed like only minutes in the excellent company of Sharon G and Chris Chin. We arrived in the bitterly cold college town and went in search of dinner, ending up at a pool hall/pizza joint where, when Chris and I ordered vegetable pizza, the server said in a puzzled tone, "And you don't want any toppings on the pizza?" "VEGETABLE pizza," we reiterated, sounding puzzled ourselves. Much later--- that is, after enough time had passed that I was sure several generations of children had been born and grown up since we had ordered---the food arrived, and we discovered that the vegetable pizza had some vegetables on it, and a smattering of cheese...but...no...sauce. No sauce AT ALL. Henceforth I shall recall Poughkeepsie as The Town Where Sauce Counts As a Topping. I communicate this as a public service to anyone who may travel to Poughkeepsie and order pizza; it is an important thing to know. Sauceless and shivering, we made our way outdoors after the meal and drove down the road to Vassar, joining great throngs of people waiting to enter the Vassar chapel...a traditional college chapel, fairly large and ornate. The seats we found were many rows back, further from the stage than I'd sat for a Lucy show in a long time. This turned out to be rather a blessing because, being so far back, I knew none of the artists would see me and therefore I didn't feel compelled to appear terribly attentive to Garnet Rogers, the first of the four performers. Had the acoustics of the chapel been designed to handle sounds other than that of the prominently visible pipe organ, perhaps I would have understood at least a couple of the things Garnet Rogers said or sang, and perhaps then I would have been convinced that he did not simply do the same undulating song seven or eight times, with various guitar flourishes. He went on for about 40 minutes (the show was four sets of about that amount of time each). Finally, after his encore (same song again, I could swear---with yet more guitar stuff), it was time for Lucy. Lucy was wearing---from what I could see from a distance---a brown leather jacket and blue jeans. And patent leather shoes, which I couldn't see but which she mentioned as something she hadn't worn since she was six. She said someone had told her she shouldn't wear a skirt with them and that it had taken her ages to get the joke (I probably shouldn't admit that I haven't gotten it yet myself...but no one enlighten me, please, as I will probably either get it soon or decide to sagely pretend that I do). Lucy launched right into a good, solid short set that probably served well as a Lucy intro to anyone who hadn't heard her before because it covered the basic major songs and styles in the Lucy canon (except anger...no anger this time). Her set list: Cowboy Singer Written on the Back of His Hand Ten Year Night (after intro: true love defined as the fact that her husband was from Philadelphia and therefore she actually CARED whether the Eagles had won or lost today...someone shouted, "They lost!" and Lucy said, "I shouldn't have asked.") Don't Mind Me This Is Home Land of the Living By Way of Sorrow Encore: For Once in Your LIfe (unlike the last couple of times I've been there to see her do it live, Lucy NAILED absolutely all the lyrics on this one with nary a detectable pause...a lucky thing, too, because I was far enough back that I would have had to cause a considerable disruption in order to help out!) Greg Brown came on after Lucy. I had high hopes that he might bring Lucy onstage at some point with him, especially since he brought Garnet Rogers back, and also since Lucy had plugged Going Driftless during her set, which was after all a tribute to HIM. But alas...no sign of his even thinking of bringing Lucy back. At least I could tell that Greg was singing a number of different songs, although there was no hope of understanding the words to anything except "Hey Baby Hey." (Through both Garnet Rogers's and Greg Brown's sets, I kept thinking of lines from I'm Looking Through You: "Your lips are moving/I cannot hear/Your voice is soothing/But the words aren't clear." In the most literal way, that was just the way I felt about both Garnet and Greg!) Inexplicably, the intermission came after the Greg's set, almost three hours into the show. Everyone milled sleepily about before finally settling in to hear Kate and Anna McGarrigle. And what did they start off with? The Swimming Song! A nice version, to be sure, but not seeing Lucy onstage again got painful at that point. And the church was hot. Very hot. EXCEEDINGLY hot. The McGarrigles were nice, and even somewhat comprehensible, but we fled before they were done to make our long journey home. It was the first time in a very long time that I'd gone to see Lucy perform without ever getting close enough to her to so much as wave hello (Rick was there too, but I didn't get the pleasure of running into him either). That was OK...that was just how it worked out, and I was glad to be there and see a very solid (if abbreviated) Lucy performance with such good company (including Donna and Bruce and Susan---they all sat elsewhere from where Sharon and Chris and I were, but it was great to see them too). It did remind me, though, that this was how so many people in the mainstream music world must experience their favorite artists whenever, if ever, they see them live---from a considerable distance away, without any personal interaction with the artist at any point. And the fact that I could think to myself, "Well, I'll get to say hi to Lucy next time," made me realize all over again how lucky we are that Lucy is not only so amazingly talented, but so good to her fans too. One Lucy performance down for me for 2003...more (how many more is yet to be determined...and/or yet to be admitted!) to come! Benay ------------------------------ Date: Mon, 20 Jan 2003 01:29:46 -0500 From: "Benay Bubar" Subject: [lucy-list] oh! I get it! That joke I didn't get, I mean...about the patent leather shoes and the skirt. At least, I'm pretty sure I get it now. And it only took me, oh, five hours and 16 minutes. Of course, it is also possible that I still don't technically GET it and have merely made up my own misguided interpretation, in which I have found humor. But hey, who cares? If I've at least found a joke to get, then any further argument is just semantics, right? So...belatedly...ha, ha, ha. Funny. Benay ------------------------------ End of lucy-list-digest V5 #17 ****************************** 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