Alternate Vision

Chapman and I were convinced that if we lived in the same city, the likelihood of us forming either an afrobeat or ska/calypso/ roots-rock reggae band is unquestionably high. There's always something spectacular to stumble upon on a middling Sunday night, I believe. Kings High at the Matt Murphy's Irish Pub (Brooklyn Village, Boston) were downright an awesome calypso-reggae band. Unfortunate that Simran couldn't join us. Bill the dreded nyabinghi drummer insisted that between jazz, ska, urban underground and house his preffered music to drum to is simple earth bound music. The dainty Irish waitress left rather early we thought. The Ipswich Ale didn't let us down though, with its mild bitterness and deep gold brown texture. Tis been yet another memorable visit to B-town. Some souls are to be cherished for life I have ascertained. Return to Austin tomorrow, with energy, fervor and anticipation like neverbefore. I wonder why?