Finding a place to unwind has proven difficult, as New York may be the loudest place I have ever been. Or slept. As of late, I have come to abandon hope of sleeping before 3am or so, as the tenant above me has a knack for self expression. Shouts of “fuck,” “shit,” “why are you doing … Read more 2am, The Chelsea Diner
The last few weeks have been a dry spell, as my attempts to write anything interesting about my new apartment on 64th Street have ultimately failed. Just in case you’re interested, here’s the rundown: Packing is time-consuming. Why do I own 38 Oxford shirts and 56 ties, but no cereal bowls, coffee mugs or an … Read more Eco
I finally had some “down” time yesterday after a fairly packed Ash Wednesday. I should have slept in yesterday morning, but rather than giving in to wintry malaise, I decided to recharge my batteries with a bit of visual stimulation. Among the many benefits afforded students at the Juilliard School, one is free admission to … Read more Shapes, Notes
Having lived in New York for 5 months, I feel ashamed that I had never heard of Muji until just last week. Such was my ignorance (and perhaps my pervasive phobia of Midtown) that it took the visit of a friend from Chicago to rectify the situation. As you might have guessed, I’m a little highly … Read more If on a Winter’s Night a Coffee Spoon
My last post informed the reader on my caffeine addiction just as as much my Bach obsession. Warning: this will be a recurring theme in this blog. As such, it may be appropriate to take a brief pause from talk on music to focus on the more immediate, tangible form of sustenance in my life: coffee. … Read more Ace Hotel Lobby, 29th Street
It’s 7 am on Sunday morning, and this organist is heading into work at a small Episcopal church on the Upper West Side. Being only two days after Christmas, I’ve yet to recover from the marathon of carols on Christmas Eve into Christmas Day and the accompanying sleep deprivation from the sales up and down 5th Avenue.