Saturday, September 27, 2008
"Winston's Atomic Bird" by Boston Spaceships
I was in at least three worlds last night: "The Winter's Tale" production at John Carroll, the post-debate ruminations, and then the Boston Spaceships show at the Grog Shop. Boston Spaceships wins. "The Winter's Tale" did provide a stark juxtaposition between tyrant-as-unmaker and artist-as-maker, and I hear that Obama showed his mettle in what many consider a draw, but Robert Pollard remains what might be termed "awful bliss." My head is reeling today, and my voice is gone, but I still feel buoyed by song--however shipwrecked my head and legs.