Monthly Archives: October 2007
It’s about time. News has it that the Atlanta Symphony Orchestra is getting a new home, designed by KKE Architects. If you’ve ever been to its stage in the Woodruff Arts Center, it feels more like a closet-turned conference room with a really high ceiling. Maybe I don’t appreciate its simplicity, but I’ve always felt it’s an apathetic shrug, saying “hey, we’re Atlanta. at least we got a place to stick a symphony. now please consider us cultured.”
I hused to frequent the symphony during my undergrad days, but lately there hasn’t been a draw. I guess after living in St. Petersburg, I got in the habit of stopping by the symphony after class and paying a couple bucks to sit in on any of the great performances. It was kinda a social gathering place, you’d always see people you know, and just sitting in those historical theaters was well worth it. Well, now I have Starbucks and an mp3 player.
Perhaps leaving behind the sterile environment that the ASO has been in for decades (aside from performance at Chastian) will help it become more than just a destination for school field trips and a place for the elderly to fall asleep (look around if you go, it’s quite comical to see). It’s definitely a plus to the north Fulton suburbs – a concert venue in a park that embraces its surroundings – much better than a 1960’s closet. Hopefully there’s wont be a SuperWalmart sprouting up across the street.
Anyway, check out the design details here, including its “translucent fabric, fan-shaped roof suspended over a steel-framed structural system,” at the Dexigner Design Portal.
It seems that the hard drive from my old PC has had itself a barb-b-q party, perhaps grilling up some of those HoMade hotdogs in the pic below. I’ll admit, I had been neglecting the bugger a bit since the my mac got permantly adhered to my lap, but it had its uses…like one massive storage unit for stuff I had yet to find another place for…like 3 years of music collecting. Yes, aside from a small selection stored on my MP3 player, and a few of those circular plastic things (CDs?), I had been storing a library full of a ga-jillion different music files. And now, gone.
While some irreplacable photos and other files are now gone too, I can at least try to start filling my music void. Despite a good amount of names, there are still many, many musicians out there that I know I won’t be able to remember, those in my unsorted catagories and from countries and underground nooks that rarely see the light of day. Sad as I am about that, I’m moving forward to try and re-find them, as well as take suggestions for new finds.
So, for anyone out there who has some suggestions for the eclectic, offbeat, and just plain cheesy musical styles, pass it on (I did loose my dear collection of bad early 90’s booty mixes). It’s pretty quiet here right now…
What the hell is wrong with me? Has apathy taken over? a disinterest in things outside books and design webpages? Just an assumption that nothing outragously fun is in my price range?!
When I was in college, I made a promise to myself that no matter how crazy things got or what money was like (much better then than now, actually), I would go to at least one “real” (involving a little more dinero) show/theatrical event/concert per month (I know, Jessica, if you’re reading this you’re probably cringing at this number). To redeem myself from complete hermit-ville, this did not include parties, club outings (that’s so 1998!), improv shows and artsy exhibits. I also tried to spend a night in a homeless shelter (volunteering, ahem) once a semester, but that’s another story.
ARGH! So last night Gogol Bordello were in town. I’d talked to Pig over a month ago about the show. When our loan trouble began, I dropped any reminders about things happening, and so I did with this. I assumed the tickets would be too expensive and I’d be too busy, someting else something else. In fact, when I went past the Roxy yesterday, there was like a faint little voice in the back of my head, said weakly “Hey, Gogol Bordello, right here in your back yard. Hey, isn’t that cool. You really wanted to go see them. let’s go home now to do laundry.”
So, I went home. I didn’t do any laundry. I erased from my mind that 2 minutes of walking was a show that I really really wanted to see. I wouldn’t even have to park anywhere! But, I kept hoping that the tickets were too expensive, or it sold out really fast.
Of course, today as we wandered by the Roxy, like an idiot I mentioned it
Belka: hey, Gogal Bordello was here last night. it was probably an awesome show
Pig: Right here? the Roxy? Why didn’t you tell me it was last night, we could have gone!
Belka: I’m sure the tickets were to much for the both of us. I have to buy some books for school anyway.
Pig: Did you check? Maybe they weren’t expensive. For all we know, it could have been a free show. At least for Russians.
Belka: Grrrr. <dismal cloud ascends over head>
So, of course tonight I’m trying to see if they will ever be back, or maybe be in NY when I go up in December. Of course, I was curious to look for tickets prices because I just love pouring salt on an open wound…no info on last night’s show…but for upcoming shows there seemed to be a range of $15-26 around the US. $15!!??! At the Roxy?! That would have been like $30 for the two of us, that’s almost what you spend at the movies (sorry, Pig’s gotta have his oversalted popcorn)! I would gladly have given up a trip or two to the ol’ kino for that. Hell, I have Blockbuster and a microwave. But I don’t have a concert hall pumped full of gypsy punk!
Anyway, I gotta kick this overcooked pot of beef strew I’m in and stop assuming everything is against me.
But the book I bought today was pretty expensive…