Another hot night at the Bowl

My dear friend Apryl was kind enough to bring me along Sunday evening to see Thievery Corporation play at the Bowl.

Since the show, I've been trying to think of the words to describe their work, but their own bio for the Bowl show actually does it surprisingly well: "“Our deepest source of inspiration comes from our record collections,” says Rob Garza, an apt reference to their collective nom de plume. Always great admirers and curators of dusty grooves and all-but-forgotten music styles, THIEVERY CORPORATION borrows from the classically sensual and blunted sounds of their favorite Brazilian bossa nova, Jamaican dub reggae, vintage film soundtracks, and psychedelic rock to forge into new sonic territory."

"Classically sensual and blunted" are the key words here -- because on an already simmering evening, this was one seriously sexy performance. How else can you describe the mixing of sitar grooves, Perry Farrell, psychedelic projections, belly dancers and Seu Jorge? If you weren't swaying your hips at full speed, then you don't have a pulse. But, thankfully, that didn't seem to be much of a problem for the sold out crowd of young music fans from every ethnic persuasion -- coming together on a warm Bowl night for dancing, swaying and flirting.

Good call, Apryl!!!

Edited to add: Our friend Tano saw their show the previous evening in Vegas, and it sounds as though it was fabulous -- here is his review.

A Little Late Night Reading

So a good friend of mine recommended this book to me recently and I'll admit that it looks like a fun read. (The full title, if you can't see it, is "Daring Wives: Insight Into Women's Desires for Extramarital Affairs") But, seriously, how does one simply plop this onto the nightstand alongside the marital bed without further explanation? ("Oh this? Just some research I'm doing for a project at work." Or perhaps: "It's the next title in our girl's book club list!") This much I know: I'm certainly not going to hide in the closet to read it just so I can join in the more lively conversations at the next preschool parents' meeting.

MILFs Not a Myth

Have you seen this new survey of young mothers who are getting action on the side? According to this fairly large internet survey (self -reporting, but still a significant sample size, IMHO), more then 34% of mothers with children are having (or recently had) an extramarital affair.

Interesting. Evidently, the figures are skewed in my world because, frankly, if you were to talk to the moms in my neighborhood, workplace, preschool coop and elsewhere, I think you'd quickly find that 34% is waaaaay too low a number. My therapist (not surprisingly -- also the island gossip) would seem to agree.

So seriously -- when did my little small town turn into a John Updike novel? Far be it for me to judge good decent people seeking out a bit of additional warmth, attention and romance in their lives (or, frankly, just some quick action) but it's getting weird out there in suburb-land. More likely, it has always been a bit weird and everyone has just been trying to ignore it.

Which brings me to my real question: why does everyone still act so surprised?