The music is very hard to describe. Certainly there were bits of Ravel running throughout it, but I also heard Joe Sample's piano from the Crusaders, some Philip Glass minimalism, and some nice jazz bass solos. If you pushed me, I'd also say that there were strains of Frank Zappa's orchestral music and the Mahavishnu Orchestra, but on a very unamplified basis. Ulery even sang on the second from last number.
When I arrived, the light was spectacular, but there were no people. When the people arrived, the sky was a washed out grey, with no shadows anywhere. Some days you just can't win. I walked over the Blues Festival, stopping on the way for a single Dunkin' Donut (230 calories).
For the last 23 years, I have lived on the edge of Chicago's Boystown. Tonight the LGBT community held a rally/vigil in recognition of what happened in Orlando, Florida this morning. There was a very heavy police and media presence. Somewhere around 1,000 people turned out to hear speeches from community and religious leaders.
Taking Youthful Enthusiasim Under the Arm of Grizzled Experience
First up was Charlie Love. Basic blues, but excellent blues. Charlie called one Steven up from the audience. This Chicago teen had his chops down, performing three or four numbers with a cracker jack band. Steven held his own. And he has the red and orange shirt thing going on for him.
Toward the end of his set, Theo asked if three lovely ladies would join him on stage for some hip shaking. A couple of the women who volunteered knew how to shake their hips. I give a lot of credit to the 89-year old lady who jumped up at the opportunity to join Theo.
"Blow Your Harmonica Son"
The Chicago Blues Festival opened today as temperatures soared above 90 degrees, with the City's streets clogged by pedestrians and vehicles. Even with sirens blaring, the police found themselves stuck in traffic.
Meanwhile, blues music often blared from four stages in Grant Park.
The winter chill returned to Chicago today, but Chicago saxophonist Pat Mallinger brought a trio to the Museum of Contemporary Art warm the day and kick off the Tuesdays Jazz on the Terrace annual series. With Mallinger, were Pete Benson on piano and Matt Ferguson on bass.
What started as a cloudy Sunday afternoon turned into glare. Not necessarily a bad thing. The new London House Hotel opened about ten days ago.
Nothing like a colonoscopy to make me hungry, particularly after the 24-four fast and liquid cleansing. After my last procedure, we went to Michael Jordan's Steakhouse in the Intercontinental Hotel. Michael makes a mean steak.
Today, we decided to try GreenRiver, a restaurant that is on the 18th floor of one of Northwestern Medical's buildings.
1550 North State Parkway is about as classic and high-end as Chicago residential architecture goes. Bordering the southend of Lincoln Park, the building glows in the afternoon sunlight.
Chicago's Southside and northern Indiana may no longer be major producers of steel, but the network of bridges spanning the Chicago River reflect the area's industrial past. Standing under the Columbus Avenue bridge on the south bank of the Chicago River looking up.
