"Saturday in the park, I think it was the 4th of July. People talking, really smiling, a man playing guitar.." Saturday In The Park - Chicago
I have always loved Peter Cetera's voice. Chilly, yet nasal, very recognizable and somehow soothing. Chicago is a group I would love to see in concert. I have already seen The Police and I missed The Eagles, but Chicago is a group that is right up there on my old school super rock group must see list. I guess my time will come.
I have digressed, back to the lecture at hand. On my way home from class tonight, I walked through Washington Square park as usual. However, tonight there were melodies in the air that were hard to turn a deaf ear to. I had my iPod on kicking Brian McKnight, yet the strumming of the guitars were calling me. Next to a heavy bass line, kick ass drum solo and serious brass - I love the sound of an acoustic guitar being strummed. In the park tonight, were two contingencies. On the left was a guitarist surrounded by a group of people listening attentively to his rendition of Santana's "Maria Maria." I thought to myself, "Now that's a song I have not heard in a while" and Mr. Guitar Man had a powerful voice that floated right through the park. And on the right, we had a group of men surrounding two guitarists who were just strumming away to the melodies in their mind. It was not a familiar melody, yet it was a beautiful one that I hummed all the way home. It was quite picturesque really. A light breeze in the air with the scent of fall, everyone walking around the NYU campus coming from class, orange and green leaves blowing in swirling counterclockwise circles and a man with a pageboy hat and skinny jeans even passed by with a big bunch of yellow helium filled balloons - it was like a scene out of a movie with it's own soundtrack. A beautiful night in New York City.
As I reached the subway, I realized that I had to write an entry for my blog and was not sure as yet what the topic of choice was going to be. I am still stuck on deciding a new direction for my Friday entries. I promise I will get it together by next week. Of course, the reoccurring theme here is always music, fashion or the arts in some interconnecting way, however tonight I was thrust into another musical dimension and it was well appreciated. As much as I enjoy the loud cheers of the concert arena, I do enjoy a quiet intimate acoustic set. Perhaps that will be my next venture, to find an acoustic set that is swoon and blog worthy. I will be over at Frank's Lounge on Saturday night covering the Angela Johnson and Yahzarah show. Now that will most definitely be swoon worthy I am sure. I will keep you posted...
Flashback of the day: Well since I am on the Peter Cetera vibe, I was thinking some vintage Chicago would definitely do it up. Besides the soul of yesteryear, this is also what I was raised on. I am so glad that I was exposed and taught to appreciate amazing music on the whole. And no I am not in a sentimental mood, just love the song. What is your favorite Chicago song?
Have a great weekend...