by One of the things I’m doing for my singing book is going back through old posts on Echo to see what was going on in my life when we sang certain pieces. In 2009, I was deciding what book to write next. Among the various ideas I considered and rejected was this one, which I would still LOVE to write:
“The other book I was thinking of writing I call in my head Sad New York … It would be something along the lines of the Pessimists Guide to History, I would tell the story of New York, but write it like an explorer’s guide to all the saddest stories I can find that happened in New York.”
This picture makes these two outdoor tables seem almost pleasant, but for the life of me I don’t see why anyone would want to sit here. Some outdoor cafes are inviting, either they’re in a beautiful spot, or somewhere with great people watching, (or both. But some make you wonder why anyone would want to sit there instead of sitting inside.
Maybe I’m being provincial, but what fun is it to breathe in car exhaust fumes while trying to eat dinner?
Ha. I know, it seems insane, but on some blocks it works. Maybe because the sidewalks are wider and the table sit further away from the street. But not here.
Smokers, all of ’em, I’ll bet.
Ha!