Man, talk about your headline grabbers, right? I mean, what kind of battle could I be talking about in regards to this week's World Music Show (8/17)? Will be a battle of sexes? A battle of the Network Stars (ok, I'm really dating myself there with that one)? Or will two World Music heavywieghts duke it out to win the right to be ear candy for you to carry through the rest of the weekend? Well, sort of.
The World Music Show
One of the many goals I have for the rest of my life--and I guess the newer terminology is now called "bucket list," is to visit as many cáfes as I can. You know, the kind with small outdoor tables that over look parts of the city or the countryside in some faraway country. I have this image or goal in mind for a few reasons. One is for the different tastes of coffee and espresso. The other is for the culture, the people, the sounds, smells, etc. But another reason is for the music. In my mind, at least, I imagine these cáfes as meeting places of rich music.
I love the irony. When I picked the selections for this week's World Music Show (7/27), Richmond was in the midst of it's usual summer humidity hoe-down. You know, sweltering heat, possible chance of rain and thunderstorms every day. But as I write this week's World Music Blog, we're on the second day of really, incredible weather. We're talking no humidity, mid-to-upper 70-temperatures--the kind of weather that, say, if you were at a drive-in theater, you'd maybe need a sweatshirt! And it's the end of July.
I have a small confession to make. One of my secret desires is that I wish I could juggle. I'm not talking about juggling chainsaws, swords and small animals though. I mean, it'd be great to just be able to juggle, say, four oranges and one apple (and take a bite of said apple during the process), like a friend of mine did a long time ago. Sadly, that desire is more like a lament, as I'm a tad more dexterous on paper instead of with things flying through the air with the power of my hands.