Saturday...I Mean Thursday In The Park...

"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...

Tha Connoisseur