It was one of those Friday nights when I was in the mood to get out of the house, but not entirely sure what to get out to. “Out” was more important than “where”, you see. Wanted to do a bit of thinking and to relax and let the heavy week of too many meetings fall away from my shoulders.
In the end, I did a combination of things. After my mood, followed by my trajectory, turned away from Pasadena (where I was planning to see Persepolis, as was my original plan – I’ll do it later… really want to see that film) at about 10:30pm I arrived in the Valley and hung out at Charlie O’s which is one of the more happening of the neighbourhoody jazz clubs in LA. (Sadly, in this context, “happening” by LA late night standards means that there’s more than about nine people present.)
There’s always something on each night and you can just walk in and sit at the bar to hear the music. I went to sit and listen to trumpeter Nolan Shaheed and his quartet for the evening play through a few hard bop standards. He seems to be a Lee Morgan and Freddie Hubbard fan (from his style and choices) and that sits rather well with me. Pianist John Beasley was particularly sparkling as a soloist. It was a good visit overall (despite the $9 G+T and $6 bottle of sparkling water and it being all the way in Van Nuys), with a local cluster of enthusiastic regulars who all seemed to know each other, which is always good to see.
Got a bit of winding down done, with a bit of scribbling into my little black book (No, no, not the phone numbers of promising interesting women I met (…wrong universe, I think…), but partial to-do lists that I will no doubt not refer to again, a few ideas for the homework for next week for my GR class…) A lot of my thinking was centered around why my semester seems busier and more filled with meeting-after-meeting than ever before, even though -ironically- the last two Spring semesters I took on an extra course and this time I only have the one, which is ticking along nicely. I’m puzzled by this and need to figure it out. Is it that I’ve been saying yes to too many things again? Bad habit of mine, not saying “no” enough, coupled with meddling in rather a lot of things and creating more things to do. Once again I made mental notes to tighten up on these matters so as to find more space for my own stuff. I’ve already failed so far in my plan to have at least one day a week when I can completely hide and work on projects of my own. Going to have to fight to get one back…
Somewhat after midnight I decided to pull off into Hollywood and finish off the evening by checking out one of my favourite watering holes, the Cat and Fiddle. Hadn’t been in a while and felt it would be good to have my usual Hoegaarden there and sit in a corner and listen to the bustle of the merry folk while thinking some more about this and that. To my surprise, the guys at the door still remember me (even though its been more than a few months since I’ve been there), and after exchanging a few how are yous I went to get my drink and sit on a bench off to the side, produced my little notebook and pen, and continued my reverie…
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