Out in the world

Things to do in your lifetime (A List)

Learn another language
Build your own home
Hold a baby chimpanzee
See the Northern lights
Go to a Tom Waits concert

Wait(s)! Scratch that last one OFF! I have seen the man and been illuminated by his sparkly bowler hat!

Mykle and I went to Texas for the sole purpose of seeing Tom Waits but also got to hang out with our good friends and meet other good friends. We got to meet one of our close friends' baby, and bike around humid artistic Austin, eating good food and keeping ourselves submerged up to our eyeballs in cool spring water.Thank you Chris and Brenda, and baby Sasha, and Annie and Holly, and all of their lovely friends whom we are the better for having met....

My report on Tom Waits.
by Kai Smart
His voice is of a much lower gravel than on his albums when he preforms, and he dances like the crazy drunk old men on the corner in the natty suits, brown-bagging it, and singing together in the afternoon. It's less of a dance and more of a jerky incantation. Waits stomps his big boots and puffs of white powder rise up like he is dancing in hell. he doesn't seem to favor any one album except Real Gone, off of which he plays "Hoist that Rag" "Dead and Lovely" "Trampled Rose" "Make it rain" and I forget...time for me to harness the poswer of the internet;
set list
Lucinda
Down in the Hole
Falling Down
November
Dead and Lovely
Lie to Me
Day After Tomorrow (everyone clapped during this, it's an anti-war song)
Hoist that Rag (his young son came out to play bongos)
Get Behind the Mule
Cemetary Polka
Trampled Rose
Jesus Gonna Be Here (My band covered this in Antarctica, badly yet soulfully)
Lucky Day (Tom on piano)
Tom Traubert’s Blues (Tom on piano)
House Where Nobody Lives (Tom on piano)
Innocent when you dream (Tom on piano) (I cried, Everyone cried...I cried some more)
Make it Rain
Murder in the Red Barn (done jazz style with a flamenco guitar opening)
Come on up to the House
Eyeball Kid
Dirt in the Ground (what a good way to end it)


I'm not sure if it is just my extensive knowledge of Tom's entire catalogue or what, but at the start of every song I was like, "Oh yay, he's gonna play THIS!!"
There was something on the little stage he was standing on that was written in arabic. Let's see if the internet knows what it is...

nope, oh well.

Anyhow, it was a great show, and when Tom took off his regular black derby and put on one encrusted with mirrors, TURNING HIS HEAD INTO A DISCO BALL, it was worth the commute. Ha ha.