Wait, Verizon maybe or ATT

So, the rumor is that Ver­i­zon will be hav­ing an iPhone soon. The ques­tion for an almost out of con­tract account that has an upgrade avail­able is — stay put or jump ship.

So, is ATT per­fect no. In fact prob­lems in their net­work involve the length of time it takes us to get mes­sages more than any­thing else. Often after check­ing the phone and not see­ing any mes­sages half an hour lat­er there are half a dozen and they are all time stamped before my first check.

That hap­pens with or with­out a smartphone.

What we want to know is can Ver­i­zon do bet­ter than that?

The Organ Station

Strangest thing on the ride home last night.
We’re scan­ning the chan­nels on the radio for some­thing to lis­ten to. Love the NY met­ro­pol­i­tan area; the dial is full. You don’t have to wait a sec to get anoth­er sta­tion. We come upon some organ music, I’m talk­ing big pipe-like organ. Craig gives it the thumbs up. We’re like — OK.

One tune is over and anoth­er starts. Organ again. This hap­pened for about an hour with no voice inter­rup­tion. We’re think­ing this is pret­ty crazy; It’s the pipe organ sta­tion! We heard a voice come on and recap the com­pos­er and per­former and then lost them as we were out of range.

Strange.

Music thang recently.

I do have to admit that I’ve been on a music thang late­ly. Has some­thing to do with work­ing so much. Lis­ten­ing to lots of tunes. Being in the sound­track of your life. I’m not apol­o­giz­ing — I’m going with it. Who knows where it will lead. Hope you enjoy it with me.

Patti Smith picks Dylan, Boots of Spanish Leather

No video avail­able for this one. I’m not so with Pat­ti on this one. But it was worth anoth­er lis­ten. Click on the title for a link to the recording.

Boots of Span­ish Leather 1964

Oh, I’m sailin’ away my own true love
I’m sailin’ away in the morning
Is there some­thing I can send you from across the sea
From the place that I’ll be landing?

No, there’s noth­in’ you can send me, my own true love
There’s noth­in’ I wish to be ownin’
Just car­ry your­self back to me unspoiled
From across that lone­some ocean

Oh, but I just thought you might want some­thing fine
Made of sil­ver or of golden
Either from the moun­tains of Madrid
Or from the coast of Barcelona

Oh, but if I had the stars from the dark­est night
And the dia­monds from the deep­est ocean
I’d for­sake them all for your sweet kiss
For that’s all I’m wishin’ to be ownin’

That I might be gone a long time
And it’s only that I’m askin’
Is there some­thing I can send you to remem­ber me by
To make your time more easy passin’

Oh, how can, how can you ask me again
It only brings me sorrow
The same thing I want from you today
I would want again tomorrow

I got a let­ter on a lone­some day
It was from her ship a‑sailin’
Say­ing I don’t know when I’ll be comin’ back again
It depends on how I’m a‑feelin’

Well, if you, my love, must think that-a-way
I’m sure your mind is roamin’
I’m sure your heart is not with me
But with the coun­try to where you’re goin’

So take heed, take heed of the west­ern wind
Take heed of the stormy weather
And yes, there’s some­thing you can send back to me
Span­ish boots of Span­ish leather

Perfect blizzard movie, Pedro Almodovar: Women on the Verge of a Nervous Breakdown

We were look­ing for some­thing light and amus­ing to watch this after­noon and set­tled on this col­or­ful com­e­dy by one of our favorite direc­tors, Pedro Almod­ovar. I you’ve nev­er seen this film get some pop­corn and rent it. Or buy it you can cer­tain­ly watch it at least twice a year. Think­ing of hav­ing a sum­mer show­ing and Gaz­pa­cho night.

We love Gaz­pa­cho!

Patti Smith picks Dylan.

Was read­ing Rolling­Stone this morn­ing and took a look at 50 artists choos­ing playlists. I’m always inter­est­ed in lis­ten­ing to music that oth­er musi­cians find essen­tial or impor­tant. I’ve often found the selec­tions that Pat­ti Smith has made for her cov­ers very inter­est­ing. So when she select­ed love songs by Bob Dylan I had to check them out and see if I feel the same way about her selec­tions. Sev­er­al topped my list at the start Boots of Span­ish Leather, Sad-Eyed Lady of the Low­lands, and Visions of Johan­na. So now I’m on my way to redis­cov­er these oth­er songs in her list and share them.

I’m also look­ing for videos to share. Strange­ly almost all of the ver­sions I could find of this song were in Chi­na. Pira­cy maybe?

You can also lis­ten at Dylans site. Just click on the song title below.

I have a new found affec­tion for:

One Too Many Morn­ings 1964

Down the street the dogs are barkin’
And the day is a‑gettin’ dark
As the night comes in a‑fallin’
The dogs’ll lose their bark
An’ the silent night will shatter
From the sounds inside my mind
For I’m one too many mornings
And a thou­sand miles behind

From the cross­roads of my doorstep
My eyes they start to fade
As I turn my head back to the room
Where my love and I have laid
An’ I gaze back to the street
The side­walk and the sign
And I’m one too many mornings
An’ a thou­sand miles behind

It’s a rest­less hun­gry feeling
That don’t mean no one no good
When ev’rything I’m a‑sayin’
You can say it just as good.
You’re right from your side
I’m right from mine
We’re both just one too many mornings
An’ a thou­sand miles behind

twins reunited

Final­ly after many an effort the twins have been reunited.

I looked for replace­ment glass for ages. No one seemed to car­ry the two cup carafe. Every­time I went on the Bodum web­site it was out of stock. Sur­pris­ing­ly, last Sat­ur­day I walked over to Old City Cof­fee to pick up my week­ly 1/2 pound of Balzac beans. While the nice fel­low in the red cap filled my reusable bag with beans; the replace­ment carafe stared at me from a near­by shelf.

It had­n’t been there before.

I picked out a box and added it to my pur­chase, put it in my pock­et, and took it home. Joy! I washed it out and put it into my orig­i­nal Bodum French Press — one before plas­tic was added. Now the twins are reunited.

But, a moment of indecision.

Which one do I love best?