Met a friend for an appetizingly organic lunch, I came home, relaxed a bit and went out and hit the Jazz Festival. There were a few acts I wanted to check out and I went to what was free (there was a tent downtown with free entry that housed a few performances).
The first act I saw at 2:00 was Michael Occhipinti's, Sicilian Jazz Project. They were *fantastic*. They gave me goosebumps. So I bought their CD. What an amazing mix of sounds, and it was so smooth and harmonious. His music is inspired by 1050's Sicily.
I'd gotten enough fresh air at that point and came home for a bit of a re-charge. Went back out for the next one I wanted to see at 7:30, Jean Derome Evidence Trio (they're from Quebec). They have a heavy Thelonious Monk influence; very nice. I enjoyed them.
Then the last group I saw was Odessa/Havana. Very, very good. I don't know that I'd buy their CD, but they were fantastic to watch and listen to live. I would see them again. Very lively, with a Cuban influence. Salsa, baby!
So I was outside most of today and tonight from 7:30-10:30. I'm freakin dead. I feel like I've been drinking and I haven't had a drop. I'm going to go to bed very soon. It was nice to get out and be amongst people today, in a venue I'm very interested in. I'm even thinking about becoming a member for the Jazz Festival (donating) and/or volunteering next year. Something to think about.
Later Edit: Right, I was too tired last night and forgot about this. Tills locked herself out of her apartment yesterday (hence the comment below). Luckily we're sort of in the same building, so she came to crash here for a bit. She then felt adventurous and climbed out of my kitchen window, onto the roof, down the ladder, across the roof to her window, which took forever to break into, but with the help of some screwdrivers from me, got the screen in. It was crazy.