I didn’t make it the full 26 hours of the BOAC Marathon this past weekend, but at least three others did: Steve Smith, whose Times review appeared today; Darcy James Argue, who liveblogged the entire thing (with increasing dementia); and Charlie. I don’t know Charlie’s last name or what he does/did for a living (he’s in his 60’s), but after speaking with him for the better part of five hours on Sunday, I’m convinced he’s New York’s Greatest Music Fan. To wit: he’s been at every BOAC marathon since 1990. He’s danced on stage with Nusrat Fateh Ali Kahn. He’s seen the Dead 162 times. And, he was at the first concert of the Emerson’s Beethoven cycle (and intends to see most of the remaining concerts.) This summer, he’ll be at Siren Fest, as well as most of the events at Celebrate Brooklyn, Central Park Summerstage, and McCarren Pool. God bless ya, Charlie. We’ll see you around. (Photo courtesy of Pitchfork.)
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What’s really eerie is that those labels and positions on Pete’s image aren’t faked; I wasn’t sure he had me on first glance, but when I clicked on the image and got the larger version, I realized that, yes, that was Darcy sitting in front of Pamela Z and me sitting behind her.
Spooky.
I’d love to meet Charlie. I was seated almost the entire time beside avant-garde bassist-composer Lisle Ellis and his partner, concert producer Bonnie Wright. For about three hours starting at 2a.m., they were telling me that they intended to leave after the next performance, or the one to follow. Eventually they gave up and stayed to the very end. Being in close proximity to them (and Darcy) certainly made the feat more endurable and enjoyable.
What’s really eerie is that those labels and positions on Pete’s image aren’t faked; I wasn’t sure he had me on first glance, but when I clicked on the image and got the larger version, I realized that, yes, that was Darcy sitting in front of Pamela Z and me sitting behind her.
Spooky.
I’d love to meet Charlie. I was seated almost the entire time beside avant-garde bassist-composer Lisle Ellis and his partner, concert producer Bonnie Wright. For about three hours starting at 2a.m., they were telling me that they intended to leave after the next performance, or the one to follow. Eventually they gave up and stayed to the very end. Being in close proximity to them (and Darcy) certainly made the feat more endurable and enjoyable.
What’s really eerie is that those labels and positions on Pete’s image aren’t faked; I wasn’t sure he had me on first glance, but when I clicked on the image and got the larger version, I realized that, yes, that was Darcy sitting in front of Pamela Z and me sitting behind her.
Spooky.
I’d love to meet Charlie. I was seated almost the entire time beside avant-garde bassist-composer Lisle Ellis and his partner, concert producer Bonnie Wright. For about three hours starting at 2a.m., they were telling me that they intended to leave after the next performance, or the one to follow. Eventually they gave up and stayed to the very end. Being in close proximity to them (and Darcy) certainly made the feat more endurable and enjoyable.
What’s really eerie is that those labels and positions on Pete’s image aren’t faked; I wasn’t sure he had me on first glance, but when I clicked on the image and got the larger version, I realized that, yes, that was Darcy sitting in front of Pamela Z and me sitting behind her.
Spooky.
I’d love to meet Charlie. I was seated almost the entire time beside avant-garde bassist-composer Lisle Ellis and his partner, concert producer Bonnie Wright. For about three hours starting at 2a.m., they were telling me that they intended to leave after the next performance, or the one to follow. Eventually they gave up and stayed to the very end. Being in close proximity to them (and Darcy) certainly made the feat more endurable and enjoyable.
What’s really eerie is that those labels and positions on Pete’s image aren’t faked; I wasn’t sure he had me on first glance, but when I clicked on the image and got the larger version, I realized that, yes, that was Darcy sitting in front of Pamela Z and me sitting behind her.
Spooky.
I’d love to meet Charlie. I was seated almost the entire time beside avant-garde bassist-composer Lisle Ellis and his partner, concert producer Bonnie Wright. For about three hours starting at 2a.m., they were telling me that they intended to leave after the next performance, or the one to follow. Eventually they gave up and stayed to the very end. Being in close proximity to them (and Darcy) certainly made the feat more endurable and enjoyable.
What’s really eerie is that those labels and positions on Pete’s image aren’t faked; I wasn’t sure he had me on first glance, but when I clicked on the image and got the larger version, I realized that, yes, that was Darcy sitting in front of Pamela Z and me sitting behind her.
Spooky.
I’d love to meet Charlie. I was seated almost the entire time beside avant-garde bassist-composer Lisle Ellis and his partner, concert producer Bonnie Wright. For about three hours starting at 2a.m., they were telling me that they intended to leave after the next performance, or the one to follow. Eventually they gave up and stayed to the very end. Being in close proximity to them (and Darcy) certainly made the feat more endurable and enjoyable.