It’s snowing. Hard. For some reason, my building, which is usually a very responsible building, is not sending up any heat through the radiators. So today I am sitting inside wearing a scarf. That’s not a very good sign about the temperature of your building. To take the edge off this, I am listening to Stevie Wonder’s “Don’t You Worry ‘Bout a Thing” which is the song I listen to when I need to not worry about things.
Did I ever tell you the Stevie Wonder story? I saw him at Hollywood Bowl last summer and he was incredible. Played for over two hours, passionately laying into all the hits as me and my friend ate cheese and drank sangria. And then, at the end of the night, as his backing band (which included, at times, his seven year old son on drums) played “Superstitious,” Stevie got up to say goodbye. But that’s not exactly what he said. He said, “Now it’s time for me to leave you. But know that I never really leave you.”
Somehow that got me. The fact that he went to the trouble of saying it, plus the fact that he is Stevie Wonder, made it feel true. And there are moments now when I listen to his music and it feels truer and truer.
Along these lines – something that I’ve wanted to post here because it made me incredibly happy: Bruce Springsteen, he of the crotch in your face super bowl performance, blogged his experience of the half time show. I have a special place in my heart for Bruce, who I came to kind of late. That a guy who’s been doing it for so long can still write about a show with this kind of excitement and joy is a fucking wonderful thing. Read it HERE.
(A sexy/funny/awesome live Bruce video right in this LINK here. I was noodle oodling around youtube a few years ago and found this Bruce performance of “Fire,” a song I made out to in college a million years ago, and I was both delightfully aroused and amused. The money shot is his final line near the very end. You’re welcome.)
Lastly, one other thing I wanted to put here: I’ve been loving the stuff Maira Kalman draws on the nytimes blog. I want to eat brownies with her.