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I spent the entire day giddy.

I arrived when Jake Shimabukuro was rocking out on the ukulele and Copley Square was packed, it was for the best that Shannon (philosopher, scientist, poet, artist, musician, duelist - doesn't care that a pterodactyl isn't a dinosaur - didn't believe me when I said I painted A Crown Of Pipe Cleaners - isn't satisfied enough with her own art to make it public but hopefully will make something worth showing the world - maybe she'll show up at the wildlife center when she can - I showed her that doodle of a tyrannosaurus fighting a pterodactyl - really liked my painting of that woman I met in New York, even if nobody else on DeviantArt cared. I'm making her the unofficial president of my fanclub - or maybe we need chairpeople like in NO DEATH - like, Asakiyume could be the Chairperson of Frozen Soap Bubbles and Christina could be the Chairperson of Owls of Paradise and Raccoons and Shannon could be Chairperson of Rock and/or Roll) wasn't able to come, because there's no way I'd be able to find her in that crowd. I missed something involving lawn chair juggling and even flaming lawn chair juggling but I wasn't able to arrive that early.

Dragon IS on Youtube. It's not on the album I bought. It's a homage to Bruce Lee on electric ukulele with effects pedals.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=BUCcuETqcXM
So listen to it. He played a song called Blue Roses Falling, about a friend who was in the hospital and would hallucinate blue roses on the ceiling and the petals falling to the floor.
He then played Bohemian Rhapsody and While My Guitar Gently Weeps. Basically, he's the Vini Reilly of the ukulele.

I bought an album by Emperor Norton's Stationary Marching Band. Apparently, they know who Goli and The Army Of Broken Toys are.
http://www.reverbnation.com/ensmb/songs
Love the cover art for Reign of Revelry too. It's just so whimsical.


Carlos Nuñez played some stuff on the bagpipes, including Ravel's Bolero and a dance from Brittany in which we join together by the pinkies. Don't ask me what it was called. I was kind of just moving my hands along with the people beside me. Others danced in a giant circle.
She had an odd name but I don't remember it at all but if I saw it somewhere I'd recognize it I guess. I think there was somebody named Rachel or Laura and someone named Marie, there was a Phineas or Perian or Finnegan or none of the three. There was someone with an Indian name who was in utter disbelief that there was a big Celtic presence in Spain. Somebody was Nikki. Nicki. Nicole. Something like that.

I saw those people with the dog from Wednesday and her name was Kelsey which makes me think I was mixing her up with somebody else named Kelsey and it was a coincidence that it happened to be Kelsey too. Because there's no way I'd remember that, especially if I just overheard it.

Noe Socha played blues on guitar and harmonica. He was there yesterday (but I wasn't and I don't think Perian was either)

Red Baraat sounded like Bollywood relocated to Ethiopia (and New Orleans according to someone else), and they sang a Sufi song and other things and all of Copley Square danced for forty-five minutes straight.

I hardly consider two marimbists (I made that word up) to be an ensemble.

Session Americana had some interesting guests, including a klezmer clarinetist(?) and a comedian who is affiliated with Epic Rap Battles of History saying the Boston Public Library was "built by the people, but the guy who laid those stones thought 'I totally built this' and rapping about produce and writers' block and about saving a worm.
Meanwhile, they blew bubbles. The henna artist blew a cloud of bubbles and the wind carried them off and a guy said to her "guys, if you want to flirt with me, come over here!" and we all laughed. I told her about how to freeze bubbles when you have subzero temperatures.

Angelique Kidjo brought more dancing with her. And Jake joined her and she sang Somewhere Over The Rainbow. And it was awesome. And I wasn't even tired afterwards. I decided to read Downward To The Earth, which is beautiful in parts and I found myself wondering just where I was on the way home. That happened to me when I read The Dream of Perpetual Motion.

burning question: are they ever going to program a spambot that passes the Turing test? Once I thought they were on the way to pulling it off but now it seems like they aren't even trying.

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