Hooves on the Turf

How tempting is it to hear that Regina Spektor is playing Soundfix for free? Very tempting. But I’ve decided not to go. I really want to see the cherries blossom, and I really want to have brunch with friends at Tom’s Diner, I’m not super-stoked about Murakami, but sure I’ll check him out. But I don’t want to wait in the line for hours to see an intimate show. Because then it’s really not intimate anymore. For the experience to be intimate, you need to stroll in with a few friends to buy a record and suddenly realize that a girl is playing on the piano inside, and you decide, let’s pull up a chair guys, let’s get a drink and check this woman out. So for now I’ll just accept Regina’s now a superstar and I’ll try to pay a superstar price to get front row tickets when she plays the next time. How about that.