Places to go and things to do today, so this will be short. Gaslight's building sets over at Hallowell City Hall this morning, so join us if you've got some time and a hammer.
1. "Werewolves of London," Warren Zevon. Still sharp, still funny. When I moved to Los Angeles, I had to drink a pina colada at Trader Vic's just because of this song; I saw several men whose hair was perfect, but no one who looked like a werewolf. Then again, you can't always tell.
2. "Shut Up and Kiss Me," Mary Chapin Carpenter. I used to see her live performances at every opportunity, when I lived in Washington. It's been too long since I've seen her in concert.
3. "So Quiet in Here," Van Morrison. This CD (Enlightenment) was part of the soundtrack for my move to Los Angeles in 1999, but I haven't listened to it in ages. Time to pull it out again.
4. "Goldberg Variations, Variation 28 a Deux Claviers," Pius Cheung. The Goldberg Variations arranged for solo marimba, which is beautiful and magical. A gift from my friend Gary; thanks!
5. "Big Time," Peter Gabriel. Wow, several songs this morning I haven't thought about in a very long time; in fact, iTunes tells me I haven't listened to this song since December 2008. I have a vivid memory of hearing this song in a Washington, DC bar called Club Soda, sometime around 1987. That bar is long gone, but I think the sign's still there — Claire, can you confirm this?