There is a place on the upper east side... on Broadway I think? that serves slices of pizza that are as big as a Yield Sign. Off of 110th or so. It isn't the best pizza in the city but it might be the most daunting. And it's not half bad. It's NYC-(but not LA) walking distance from an apartment just north of Central Park where I used to live 9 years ago, and a couple of my old roommates still live there. In fact, they used to represent Kiki and Herb. Maybe if you would like to start playing piano live again they could pair you with a transvestite torch singer.
Anyway, enjoy that hyper-sensory beehive you are now a part of.
Also, be on the lookout for my upcoming concept album where I play guitar or piano behind choruses of elementary school children. I'm calling it "Child Smiles." It's kind of making a joke about my legendary dourness.
Wow, someone in the Q95 was clearly in a state last night... Anyway, good suggestion regarding the neighbor-issue. I would appreciate it if whenever you are in the neighborhood you drop by and even if just for a few minutes, play some piano and I'll shout curses at some other nation through the window. Like you said, it will all even out once I've gotten through all the countries. If we go alphabetical, people will be really used to it when we get down to the usa, and perhaps we could move to the common-area for that one and have a huge Fuck America sing along. Would have been better before all this damned hope & change though.
Belated response... but yeah, I'm sure I didn't accurately portray some factual tidbit about the Tracey Jordan sex doll. Your recall is good enough that I expect you were much more sober than I when you watched that. It was probably an example of an inebriated impulse-posting. Come to think of it, this kinda fits the bill too. Does Tom send you a message when it becomes apparent that one of his profile-children has a "problem?" et me clarify that I'm speaking or Tom's children rather than Tom Child, although that is an interesting idea for a concept album where Tom plays guitar or piano behind choruses of elementary school children. Maybe rich could lead them in a "SHASSS-TAH" chant.
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