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Entries from December 2008

Summer, Autumn and Winter in New York

December 16, 2008 · 1 Comment

Giant snowflakes are floating down to Greenwich Street. J is in a taxi on the way to the airport for a Melbourne flight, and today marks the official end of our year of new country adventures.

We arrived in New York on 4 September.  The air was warm and clingy.  We went for a beer at a patio on the corner of Avenue A and E. 5th street, a couple of blocks from our East Village sublet. The waitress was super friendly. The beer was cold. Two small dogs on leashes scampered on the ground below us. The street was alive. We toasted our temporary home, so happy not only to be settled for a few months, but to be settled in New York.

During the time here we have gone to a wonderful wedding, walked up and down as many streets as our legs could carry us, felt the collective joy after the election of America’s new President, seen more art, theatre and music than one might see in a lifetime, eaten restaurant food right up to the last second,  and spent many a day with family and friends who have come for a visit.

Countless people have written about this amazing city. I won’t try to add much. But given my proclivity for “best” lists, I’ll just jot down a few highlights:

1. The Energy: you can walk on the streets of this city at any time of day or night, and feel real life around you everywhere. People dressed to the nines and to the grime, taxis, shops, restaurants of every kind, street vendors, galleries, schoolyards,  musicians, dogs, flyer-passers, deliverymen, movers, workmen, policemen, artists with their supplies, people carrying Christmas trees…The collective energy here makes you feel alive and wanting to be part of it all.
Favourite energetic place: The Shala where you can go for a break and be part of yourself. This yoga studio, with big windows and beautiful hardwood floors, has wonderful teachers – we particularly loved Jeremy, who has a magical way of making yoga and meditation (almost) easy.

2. The public spaces and architecture: From the brownstones to the cobblestones, the one-stories to the 100-stories, the baroque to the broke, the garish to the parish, art deco and art modern, the neoclassical and the Greek revival, late Modern to postmodern- New York has truly got it all.
Favourite - it’s not an original thought, but the Empire State Building is an architectural marvel, and you can rely on a sighting from almost anywhere in the city. You also have to love a building which lights up red for World AIDS Day, and from red and blue, to blue alone when Barack Obama was elected.

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The McGarrigles and family change Christmas

December 12, 2008 · 1 Comment

dscf91251What do you get when you mix a 70s Canadian iconic folk duo, their extended family, the Godfather of Punk, an avant-garde performance artist, a drag queen, a country/folk legend, with Judy Garland and Edith Piaf  impressionists ?

The McGarrigle family Christmas, of course.

On 10 December, 2008, Kate and Anna McGarrigle, Martha Wainwright, Rufus Wainwright, Lou Reed, Laurie Anderson, Emmylou Harris, Justin Bond,   the extended Wainwright/McGarrigle family, and many more including a fantastic band, performed The McGarrigle Christmas Hour at Carnegie Hall.

“Welcome to our living room!” Rufus told the crowd. And that’s how it felt – with their songbooks in hand, the family treated us all to a  festive night of singing.   But this show, which included some amazing beat-box polyphonics from Bobby McFerrin’s son, Taylor, and a transfixing spoken word piece by Laurie Anderson, was  no ordinary Christmas pageant.

The spirit of rock legends  past was present, with Lou Reed leading the choir in John Lennon’s Merry Xmas (War is Over).  Vinnie Dow, a McGarrigle nephew, movingly took us back to a time of sledding under the stars. Justin Bond powerfully reminded  that “Christian” love is not spread evenly to all.  Emmylou Harris’ Little Town of Bethlehem pressed gently  into the skin. And Good King Wenceslas had a  joyful makeover, with horns and urgent vocals calling you straight to the Feast of Stephen.

I love the McGarrigles’ anglo-franco Canadian soul. “Trois Anges” – Martha singing with Kate and Anna – made me proud once again that this family is so very Canadian. And when Rufus hit  the high G in “Minuit Chretien,” I had shivers up my spine and through my scalp, and the audience jumped to an ovation at its end.

Everyone on stage helped each other out – passing around music, adjusting stands, bringing each other closer to the mics.  Martha in particular was a lovely and loving mother hen, organizing everyone into the next song with a gently firm hand.

These are family and friends who play together, and stay together. And that’s what Christmas is all about.

If I’d only seen this show, I would have been thrilled. But that night I checked the Rufus  Wainwright official site. The entire show was going to be recorded at a “secret location” the next day. There were giving away tickets to the first five people to write an email. I wrote in. I immediately received an automatic  “sorry, no more tickets” message. Oh well.

The next morning I looked at Martha’s site. Same thing – first five people to write in would get tickets. I wrote in and forgot. Forty-five minutes later, I received a response. “Be at the Knitting Factory at 1 pm today.” Ok!

We stood in line in the cold rain in front of the Knitting Factory with about 60 other people for about 45 minutes. And then they let us in. And we managed, somehow, to sit in the very front row.

The photos, in this link, tell the rest.

http://www.facebook.com/album.php?aid=74917&l=295b4&id=533957834


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