Give Me the Cobra Jewel!

Although all the adventures of the last few days have been laid back, there has been such a constant onslaught of stimuli and sense of adventure and newness that I just really, really, really want to have several hours to lie down and think in someone else's cool, tidy apartment. The sort of apartment featured in the IKEA catalogue. I don't know of any apartments like that, but I'm confident that much deeper relaxation and insight are possible in such a setting.

Last night Adira Amram thrilled me again with another addictively offbeat show. She talks to pigeons in the park, she talks to them 'til after dark. And she does it. . . for you. This girl is the voice of a generation. A generation of shape-shifting pegacorn flashdancers raised by Betty White and Tina Turner. Her upcoming show at the Knitting Factory on August 17th with Schaffer the Darklord is not to be missed.

Also not to be missed: Busby Berkeley. The Film Forum, bless them, is giving us the opportunity to see "The Gang's All Here" and "Cobra Woman" on the big screen. I need more musical numbers in my life, don't we all?