Tuesday, January 23, 2018

Not Stove League

It's been 12 weeks since Houston won the World Series in an exciting seven game series. I have paid almost no attention to baseball since. Hypothetically, you might ask how I have entertained myself instead, but mostly that is a rhetorical device.

Ten days after the Astros' 5-1 win over the Dodgers, I saw Jimmie Durham: At the Center of the World, a career retrospective, at the Whitney.

Jimmie Durham.
The Bluebird of Happiness and the Miner's Canary (Classic Rock), 2008

I saw quite a bit of art over the last three months. I saw some theater too, including People, Places and Things at St. Ann's Warehouse, which I went to with our old pal Norton.

“Listen to me listen to me okay alright please this is important to me....
Listen please for a second because right now you’re being a complete cunt.”

I didn't see a lot of movies but Michelangelo Antonioni's The Passenger (1975) was notable. To the annoyance of some of my neighbors, I laughed out loud at some of the more pretentious scenes (see below), but the cinematography alone is worth the price of admission.

And that penultimate scene in the hotel in the south of Spain! (It is only a spoiler if you click the link.)

The Passenger (Professione: reporter)

But now, in a classic cost-conscious Wilpon move, the Mets have signed broke-down Adrián González for the major league minimum salary. And Melvin has worked out Byways itineraries over the Memorial Day and Fourth of July holidays.

Spring training hasn't started yet but somewhere just over the horizon is the 2018 baseball season, and we're gonna see our share of it. There is probably a late-August trip as well, most likely on the West Coast, but I will leave it at that until we know more.

Mostly, I just wanted to post the Durham diptych above, maybe shake off some of the rust.

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