Last night, I took J trick-or-treating through Trinidad (along with E, for a bit, and Z for a bit longer). She was Eliza (from Hamilton!), but acquired vampire fangs (and a tiara) along the way, so quickly became vampire Eliza. It was a perfect mid-fall night. Dry, warm, leaves just starting to turn. The streets filled with old friends and flowing with candy. Per J, I'm strictly rationed to: (3) Kit Kat bars; (1) roll of smarties; and (1) mini-Butterfinger. Which is probably all I need anyway.
Things that have been rattling around the internet, etc. this week:
This piece on Outlaw Country in 33 Songs is amazing and detailed. And makes me think of Texas. The first time I heard Dallas in Tim's backyard. And now has me listening to a string of Jimmie Dale Gilmore songs at my desk. But the opening interview with Steve Earle is a lot of fun too. Money quote:
Who do you think embody some of those outlaw principles these day?
A lot of them are girls. Miranda Lambert’s last record is a fucking masterpiece. Women are being marginalized in country music more than ever, just because bro country thinks it’s such a dude thing. Women are reacting to it and they’re the best songwriters. A lot of it’s Brandy Clark. She’s in the middle of it all and she’s a badass.
I'm quite looking forward to going to the Hirshhorn (maybe lunch tomorrow?) to see the Pulse show! It seems like it could bear repeat visits...
I saw a free bluegrass show at Pearl Street Warehouse on Tuesday night. The band, Off the Rails, was fun and had a nice deep repertoire - from Hank Williams (Hey, Good Lookin'!) to Mandolin Orange (Waltz About Whiskey) to Sturgill Simpson (Long White Line). But the venue was a little slick and a little quiet (I mean, it was a Tuesday night). The waltzes were made for dancing two-step and the floor stayed empty. But, it was free, and the gumbo was truly delicious!
Yet another reason to go to NYC for art!
And, speaking of art, Dumbarton Oaks now opens at 11:30a! And starting today, the gardens (open at 2p), are free. May well be worth a bike ride over there..
This week Punch did a series on now-defunct bars. Even though I only went to the Mars Bar once, this piece is well-written and nicely captures what I remember about it.
No new Serial today! Which just means more time to re-listen to the last few episodes. It's truly amazing this year. And I'm somewhat surprised (but not really) that the response has been so muted. It seems like these conversations, explorations, are exactly what we should be highlighting right now.
Parents coming to town soon. Swimming and shed building and (hopefully) some more of these perfect fall days for rambling.
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