Cranky has a kind of annual amnesia when it comes to compatible places to play. Every year Cranky thinks it's a good idea to play at the First Friday Art Walk only to find out that it has become a different animal than it was in the early days eight or nine years ago. There's… Continue reading Cranky digs the Old Port. (Well, not really, but it just happened to work out tonight because it totally sucked on Congress St. during the First Friday Art Walk.)
Category: As seen by Cranky
Cranky’s observations whilst out and about.
A tale of 2 Cities
Friday, May 22nd 5pm. So Cranky headed up to last year's main haunt, Longfellow Square but there was a troupe of gregarious young actors in tunics preparing for a street performance of Shakespeare. They looked rather silly to Cranky, but who is he to judge. So that was out. Proceeding further downtown to last weeks… Continue reading A tale of 2 Cities
The Five Harmaniacs
Who needs instruments when you are the lead for the Five Harmaniacs? Almost has Cranky thinking he should ditch the saxophone for a piece of paper and a comb, with washboard. But for know he's jammin' along. Classic fun music and Cranky inspiration. http://youtu.be/eYpWQJvqkQE
Cranky is in the basement, listening…listening.
Cranky's Winter Hiatus is in full swing. But lest you think that Cranky is presently lounging on a Florida beach, consider that his work ethic would rule out such indulgences. Cranky's idea of taking time off is to work on new material. A frequent ear out for songs in the circus jazz vein has the… Continue reading Cranky is in the basement, listening…listening.
H.H. Hay Building 5:40pm Sept. 26, 2014
Once or twice a year a drunk pan-handler will come up to Cranky insisting that he give them some money. After all, it's right there in plain sight in Cranky's donation bucket. It's always a chore to shoo these folks away as reason is not in their repertoire, and with the sight of a bucket… Continue reading H.H. Hay Building 5:40pm Sept. 26, 2014
Pin-wheel Moxie
Last night a rather round woman wearing a haphazard combination of colored shawls made a bee-line for Cranky. She was holding up a blue and silver pin-wheel, spinning vigorously in the wind, attached to a can of Moxie. Upon her approach and all through her one minute stand in front of Cranky she was lauging… Continue reading Pin-wheel Moxie