Tomorrow at the Speakeasy
which is what I am calling the loft show because you have to ring a buzzer
Oh hi!
I write you from Chez Mazzariello in Wingdale, NY, located at the top of a hill that I looked confident and fit whilst running down, less so whilst running up.
I am saying “whilst” in honor of a cover that I am going to do tomorrow night, because the band is from Manchester and all of their lyrics, printed, say “whilst” instead of “while” so I am trying to get in character. Also if I need to say “glamor” in this email I will say “glamour” instead, but I don’t think it will come up.
Manchester in the United Kingom, nota bene.
Speaking of tomorrow night, come to the show! Jason and I are playing on a bill that includes the mighty Sō, who will be presenting a piece by Kendall Williams (whose website really suggests that I need to fix my website), and the band Momentum. Not in this order, I don’t think, though you never know. Saying “bill” sounds weird, like when classical people say their album is “about to drop.” Or if I said a certain song on this set is having its “world premiere,” though it is true, though it is really an arrangement of another thing. Anyway, here we are stuck in this paragraph. “EJECT, Rooster!” I watched Maverick on the plane.
I think it will be fun to have to negotiate this studio space. You have to ring the buzzer! I said that already!
Here is how it will work:
You click the links above, to get excited about the show, which is tomorrow, 12/13/2022, at 8pm. Can you find the 45 minute interview with moi? Please indicate on your Bingo card that you have found it, and then discard your Bingo card.
You call your friends and make a meeting spot near the studio, and have dinner, and reminisce about that time you had a big night. The dinner will be expensive but bespoke. Maple syrup will have been purchased from a local syrupery, and will be infused with cardamom. Also they will be out of the maple syrup and the marbled cauliflower. They are sorry.
You make your way to 20 Grand Avenue #205, Brooklyn, NY 11205.
You reassure yourself, and that one friend who is always like “we are in the wrong place,” that this is the right neighborhood even though it is “industrial,” though in your friend’s defense you did one time go to a place for “drumsticks” that were actually pieces of chicken instead of actual sticks to play actual drums, which was a mistake.
You arrive at 7:46PM and ring the buzzer for #205, which is SIX FEET OFF THE GROUND, FYI. If, like my Aunt Maria, you are, and I quote, “too short for high art,” there is I am told a number you can text for entry if you reach out ahead of time: (917) 909-0212 / so@sopercussion.com
I think we can take it from there.
I hope to see you and your friends. Please indicate with your eyebrows which is the friend that doubted whether you could get an Uber and I will direct positive musical energy at them in the form of singing.
Yours in anticipation, and glamour,
A