I met Ruthie Foster a few years back in Austin, Texas and cut her set once or twice over the years, so I am excited to see her full set next week, Tuesday, March 10 at Berkeley’s Freight and Salvage. It’s actually a triple-bill with Joe Ely and Paul Thorn.
Not sure the segue,but I had downloaded this unattributed aphorism and illustration from the website of Poor Clare’s an order of nun’s founded by St. Francis of Assisi. (If you are a catholic and orthodox very observant “Plastic Alto” reader you may have also read recently something about basketball, and maybe the visual arts, this all sort of runs together. Writing about Austin or just mentioning it, makes me want to go eat a taco or burrito for lunch, here at 3:15 on a Wednesday; I’m also fixing to sneak into a movie, the mockumentary about vampires, at the Guild in Menlo Park, hopefully with my sweetie, TAD, now I’m way off subject. Safe passage here to Ruthie, her crew and her manager Charles Driebe of Atlanta who I first met by phone when he managed Henry Butler in 1999 and I produced a Henry Butler show here, plus did a ride-along a clinic HB did in Fremont for School for the Blind; don’t get me wrong, Ruthie Foster is sighted.
edit to add:
This is one, reviewed 39 times, my friend Malcolm “Papa Mali” Welbourne produced in 2007:
This is one came out last summer, reviewed 28 times and features Meshell Ndegeocello: