平日の夜遊び。

火曜日、昨晩はニューヨークに来てから知り合った友達の中でも
古い部類に入る、エレンちゃんのCDリリースのライブを見に、
tutumaっていう名前のお店に行ってきました。
マリアンとシンシアと合流する予定にしていたので、
もう、この顔が揃った時点で、ああ、今夜は所謂、Girls Night Outね?
飲みの日だ!って認識できる自分の脳みそに呆れます。

エレンちゃんは、自分のオリジナルが8割、ジャズのスタンダードが2割、
そんな感じでマイペースで活動するシンガーです。
シンガー・ソングライターっていう区分が一番フィットするのかな?
…んだろうな、本人の希望も含めて。

その日の最初にセットにお邪魔して、ちゃかちゃかっと
最前列で写真を撮らせて頂きました(ちゃっかり。)


tutuma entrance
tutuma 4 polls
tutuma ent no smoking

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次のセットとの合間に、ラッフルがあって(くじ引き)、
ドリンクか、デザートかが当たるっていうので、
マリアンと名前を入れたら、あら、当たりましたわ、ワタクシ!
既に通常の2倍であろう大きなグラスに入ったmojitoで
いい気分になっていたところ、当たり!って言われて、
ドリンクにしようか、デザートにしようか5秒ほど悩んだら、
横からマリアンが、もちろんドリンクでしょう、とワタシの代わりに決めてくれ、
またmojitoを飲んでしまいました。カロリー的には、
いったいデザートとアルコールではどっちが高かったのか、
考えたくもありません!

3人で店を後にして、夕飯を食べに行き、
そこで散々、音楽の話やら、各々の恋愛事情の報告会?をし、

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じゃ、帰るか、ってミッドタウンを西へ西へと歩いている時、
なんだかカワイイ女の子とそのお母さんに出会い、
57丁目の路上で30分近く、5人で遊ぶという
不思議な展開がありました(笑)。

とにかく元気で、道路の上をゴロゴロ転がったり、
手で地面を触ったり、まったく抵抗のない子で、
よく笑い、よく動く、なんだか子犬のような子でした。

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Langan’s, MJ, and NB Lounge…

Evening at Langan’s…

It became a fun evening on last Saturday, the 27th, with Reggie Q at Langan’s. People were nice and it was very relaxed feeling. (thank you, Reggie.) As Satoshi told me, it was Irish place – bar was filled with beer drinkers… Hahahah.

One small non-musical thing that made me go “AH!” was when I saw Edward Burns pix on the wall behind where I stand. (Edward Burns is the actor-film maker-writer from/of New York City. He creates interesting movies, and I really like his stuff.) It was no way for me to figure out the relation to Langan’s and Ed Burns, but it must be something to do with the city’s Irish network(!). Anyway, it was nice to sing in front of Ed Burns’s autographed pictures… Yes, just pictures, nothing more than that.

MJ. Yep, that topic. Everyone talks about it.

The death of Michael Jackson stormed and swept away our somewhat “ordinary” week in June, then made it into something no way near to be called “ordinary.” The impact of MJ’s passing was the overload on the top of Farrah Fawcett’s passing. The funny thing is that I personally don’t have much of a strong connection to MJ’s music in terms of what I do in daily (singing jazz). However, it was shocking enough to talk about it, moan about it, and reminisce about it. I wonder why, but perhaps I don’t need to know why.

On that day, I was at Loehmann’s on Upper West browsing through Final Sale racks of “purple tagged” items (an additional 40% taken off at the register!) My phone rang although I was at the basement. It was from Marianne. She asked me what I was planning to do that night, and added “BTW,” then told me that MJ died – with teary voice. I reacted with a quite loud voice that people around me can clearly hear in 10 feet radius, “WHAAAAAT? Michael Jackson Died?” The old lady who looked like about 60 years+ jumped right in to our conversation saying “I know, I know. A friend of mine was talking about it, and I didn’t believe it. So, did he really die?” 3-way calling (… ah, sort of) continued about a minute without feeling any awkwardness to it. It was almost mandatory to share the news with the stranger right next to you who is hunting dresses from the final sale racks…. I guess this is the power of iconic figure like MJ over ordinary people like us, me and the lady at Loehmann’s.

OK. Announcement…

Next gig is on Monday, July 6 with Toru Dodo at NB Lounge. Toru is back! I hope you all can join us 🙂

Monday, July 6
7:30 PM to 11PM
at NB Lounge
111 E 56th Street (bet. Park and Lexington)

Mamiko Taira (vocal)
Toru Dodo (piano)

No Cover, No Minimum