Taj Mahal, Taos Hum, and Rain
We went into Taos today to pick up paintings & prints from Barry Norris Studio. Oonce again Rustam and Jessie did an ab fab job with my work! Everything is gorgeous. We now have prints of Monument Valley, Out by Cordova, and Mission Church. All just brilliant. Mission Church is a small painting. I got life sized prints thinking they’d look small (16” x 16”) they look HUGE! There IS a border. I think I’m going to have to give a call and order some 8” x 8”s. Anyhow, if you like any of these, order now—the Tour is coming up on Saturday and things are going to go fast!
Then we stopped by TaosSounds, an Amoeba-style record shop here in Taos founded by none other than Leonardo’s old Starry Plough (Berkeley, CA) drinking buddy, Robin. Arrruuggghhh, matey, the more a man sails the more mates you meet in far ports! Or maybe the more it’s tha' ya meet yer fate! (Ladies too, of course, but that’s not pirate talk! And wasn’t yesterday National Pirate Talk day? I believe it was.) For those of you not familiar with Ameoba—it’s a shop in Berkeley that buys, sells, trades, stocks things as old as uh, Cassette tapes for anyone who remembers what those were, as well as VINYL (go ask your grandpa). Woo Hoo!
Then onto K-TAOS Solar Center—you know of course that K-TAO is either the first, the only, or the most famous radio station in the US operated completely on solar power? Or maybe all three. Just go to www.ktao.com and do your own fact-checking. You can also listen online. Although KPIG of the Bay Area claims to be the first radio station to stream. Who’s counting? Not me—as long as I can get all my stations wherever I am! It’s all good baby-dj.
Now, my wrap-up of the Taj Majal concert? Well, the usual Dos and Don’ts. No-Nos include: Cameras, drinks, alcohol, intentions....blah, blah. So like a good girl I leave the pint of José at home, along with my camera, etc.
We come into the ticket will call line. The tix are under Ghost Pony Gallery. They can’t find. They ask for credit card name. I go artist last name. I go married last name. I go combo last name. They can’t find us. The guy says “Oh well, here’s a stamp, just go in.” Huh? No tickets. No bag inspection. No lie detector. No pat down. No cavity search. We get into a concert with NO SEARCH WHATSOEVER and completely WITHOUT TICKETS!! ---Now we definitely DID buy them, we paid our $25 per...but how nice is that? You cannot get into a concert ANYWHERE in the Bay Area without an escort from your parole officer whether you have one or not (cause you MIGHT at some future time). Not only that, they didn’t even ask about our pocket-knives, let alone try to take them away. And you should have seen the cameras flashing all night!! Did anyone get asked to leave or cease and desist? Nada, No, Uh-Uh. Duh, the band was eating it up.
The venue? Lovely lawn, bring chairs, they give tents—total capacity? About 600 tops. We had a crowd I’d estimate at around 350 to 450 because of the driving rain. Gawd!! It’s like Taj Majal played Freight & Salvage in Berkeley and 60 people showed up. No matter where you were in the entire place you could see the sweat on the musician’s brows!!
WE FUCKING LOVE IT UP HERE!!!
Oh yeah, but don’t move up. The natives will hate you and it’s really, really harsh hot in the summer and it’s really, really harsh cold in the winter, and the natives will hate you and it’s icy up here and a million miles to anywhere (this is all actually true!!) BUT do come visit us, cause we’d love to see you! And you really, really can’t move here ‘cause we still need friends to stay with when we come down to the city!! You see where I'm going with this...
Slainté!
PS EVERYONE WHO KNOWS LEONARDO—remember tomorrow is his BIG-0 birthday---give him a call!!
Oh yeah, it rained the whole time and I forgot about the Taos Hum. Just Google the Hum, it's famous, find out about it for yourself.
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