“Ben, make sure you play “Take My Hand, Precious Lord” in the meeting tonight. Play it real pretty.”
Those were Martin Luther King, Jr.’s last words after falling to the ground from a shot through his right cheek. King had many enemies fighting for civil rights in the 60’s and because of that fight we can have proper social dialect like this from Wanda Sykes.
Poirier – Enemies feat. Face T (Dub I.D. Remix)
Construction in the city is a daily obstacle you just have to expect living here. Unfortunately the city has been getting brazen with their drilling as repeatedly I’m hearing the jack hammers hitting the pavements around the block after 10, 11 and even at midnight. I’m either sleeping less soundly, or getting old as I realize my 311 reporting has been going up year over year.
Chromeo – Night By Night
I was on my way to the Whitney to check out the end of the Georgia O Keefe exhibit at the Whitney. The Law and I got a late start on the day but we made it up to the museum around 2 pm. Unfortunately many tourists and locals as well had the same idea and the museum was holding crowds at the door to keep the halls from becoming too crowded. It was cold and we weren’t willing to wait but didn’t want to waste our time with the trip upstate to UES and walked west to the MET.
As we walked up up 75th, I saw in the distance a man quarter bent between a tree and the parked truck at the curb. His pants were down to his knees and I caught a glimpse of stained tighty whities. As we approached we could see he was cleaning himself with hot dog cart napkins while his wife yelled at him in French. I could only hope it was what we were thinking –
“DUDE! Get to a public bathroom to clean your shorts man!”
The show had caught the attention of just about every door man on the row and had successfully ruined my appetite for an afternoon cafe I had been planning at the MET.
Fortunately the Art of the Samurai: Japanese Arms and Armor caught my attention. The sword craftsmanship was amazing and was impressed with the kabutos they had on display.
Fortunately we caught the tail end of the show, which ended on the 10th of this month, however, our free tickets to the Whitney go back home under the fridge magnets, until the next time we decide to travel uptown for a museum day.
Other notes: I’m still digging this Holy Ghost remix of The Deep end and the foto I took at the flower garden in Central Park, just up the street from the MET:
Curses! The Deep End (Holy Ghost Remix)