Nina at Harlem

Nina Simone, Harlem, 1969
Nina Simone at Harlem, 1969

I couldn’t get her off my mind after seeing Questlove’s documentary, Summer of Soul. Here’s the soul who, at age 12, wouldn’t continue her piano recital until her parents were offered seats in the front row. I cannot imagine exercising such courage of conviction in front of a crowd of expectant people at age 12. I admire how she continued to transform the raw materials of her often painful life into profound, expressive beauty.

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October Flora

A pretty magical weekend. Nathan picked me up at my front door around 8pm Friday and we walked downtown for a beer at The Local prior to meeting up with his friends and seeing a brass band at the Dakota Jazz Club. Everyone was in a happy mood, we sat at a long table, crowded among others, a full house. The wine, water, beer was poured and shared; the frites and flatbread and escargot were served and enjoyed; the trumpets sang, trombones moaned, the tuba bellowed underneath. Continue reading →