Charlie Parker Plays Me Out  


730 am, I leave Manhattan.

A hot show from the Royal Roost 1945 on wkcr.

Drizzling rain coats my windshield as I speed on interstate 280 westward bound.

The weekend was a blast. I attented a birthday party at a performance/living space in an old commercial loft building in Brooklyn. A few hundred people, 2 bands, dj's and dancing till dawn. What could be better?

Well, perhaps steaming at the Russian & Turkish Baths? That tried and true tradition revived my body a little bit. Not to mention the extra days rest.

Heading to either Detroit or Chicago tonight.

More later....

Bye new york!

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