Not many people about given that it was the day after Christmas and rather chilly.
I am not the only native to feel this way. Here’s an old native New Yorker joke — Q: what’s the definition of a gentrifier? A: someone who arrived five minutes after you did.
My friend Josh Deutsch and guitarist Nico Soffiato recently played some of their duo music at Cafe Vivaldi.
“We go out there and we summons people,” Inspector McCormack said. The way to suppress violent crime, he said, was for officers to stop, question and, if necessary, frisk “the right people at the right time, the right location.”
“The right people” seems to include musician friends of mine who are simply going about their business in Brooklyn. Granted, some of them are suspiciously black and male.
Miles Davis is also buried at Woodlawn Cemetery in the Bronx, right by Duke Ellington.
For a historical view of the city, I recommend the Frank Oscar Larson photos on display at the Queens Museum of Art. He used one of these: