It started simply enough, this affair. An invite to the wonderful,but unknown to me, Mr. Kurt Elling. I heard one of his songs from his latest cd on public radio and was a little put off. "Who is this guy?", I thought? How dare he take a wonderful John Coltrane song and wreck it with cheese munch lyrics about the whole world getting along! I was a little skeptical, but I'm a gal that loves to try new things, savor the fun of adventures. So I prettied myself up and joined the dear and darling Beth for a trip downtown to the Chicago Symphony Orchestra center.
He appeared, after the opening act, in a wonderful light suit. Long hair slicked and pulled back, gorgeous hands, lovely face, beautiful voice. Listening to him sing put me in a dream like state and I found myself muttering "Where do you find boys like this?"
Sure, there's a potentail for cheese when you put lyrics to Jazz songs,but this guy, this wonderful dream of a man, could sing the newspaper and I'd listen.
Rumor has it he plays the Green Mill every Wednesday night, I'll be there with bells on! I'll gladly sit and swoon my Wednesday evenings away.Ah yes, close your eyes and dream indeed!
Hey Suzanne,
I am a 35 year old woman from Queens,do marketing for JPMorgan, and from a woman to another woman, I find your website and this reflection of your self to be very witty and intelligent, very psychologically aware of yourself and playfully artistic. However, I can not help but think that you are not facing that side of yourself that is alone. Like you fulfill your lonely side by not admitting to the lonleliess but by even wanting to be more different, I think all of your viewers can surely admit that you are different and special in your own way, but Suzanne I feel as though you should talk to that guy with the green pen and six newspapers or should branch out and let the oddities of the world effect you in first person, that maybe there are people out there you can relate to, I feel that you are a true artist, and that anything that doesnt change stagnates an artist, like life must be in constant flux, friends, lovers, acquaintainces, ideas, so and so on, whatever, but i can sense and dislike for people in general or normal people, anyway, whom am I to say, a 35 year old single woman from queens who spent my twenties consumed by millions of creative ideas and thoughts, but just going from random experience and random job to random job, not all of them being interested at all, take care
Samantha