#Haiku #8

Grey clouds sweep across the sky/Who's moved and who's blue/Look: the day begins anew

Haiku #7

the howling winters /begin as summer breezes/ the leaves turn golden

Hot stuff Toots!

Yesterday I saw a 89 year old groove. I wasn't expecting all that much. I've heard Toots Tielemans classics. Seen good and slightly off performances on TV. But what always stuck in my mind is that guys like Scott Henderson consinder him one of the greats. In fact: compares him to Charly Parker. Yes: this Scott Hnderson. But like I said Toots (also by virtue of the slick Hein van de Geyn on bass and the new-to-my-ears Hans van Oosterhout on drums) turned out to be one funky dude in his own right. Geez I hope someone was recording this gig. For one thing they played All Blues and Summertime in a mixed up version that I have never heard in my life. Top marks for the man playing the chrome sandwich!

Normalcy

Hold your horses: I know it's been a while. This time it was on purpose. I was playing a little game. A game called: Gee How Much Time Before You Feel Normal After An International Move. Well now you know. Of course some things are still weird. And what is normal anyway. But I don't walk around in wonder all the time anymore. So I guess this is it. More little experiments to come...

Alternate realities

Back in Holland and it's a lot of fun. Of course it's fun seeing friends and family. But I really get a kick out of the Star Trek thing: I know all these places and faces but a lot of the little details are off. I feel like I've been trough a wormhole or a space time anomaly. And of course I'm the only one who notices anything. A shop that was never there before. All the milk cartons have changed. Some one suddenly does a completely different job and has two kids... A lot can happen in almost four years.

I must confess: what helps is that I forgot a lot of things. How very windy Holland is. Or where exactly a restaurant is and how exactly you get there. Also good for that Twilight Zone feeling: I am used to do a lot of stuff Asian style. Sometimes I struggle to express things in Dutch instead of English or Thai. I feel my countrymen are pushy or smelly or have no manners whatsoever. And although sometimes it brings some discomfort: it never ceases to amuse me. It's so weird. I've stared at a couple of times already with that 'what are you smiling about-look'.