Robert Fripp's Diary for Wednesday, 14th May 2008

Robert Fripp's Diary

	Wednesday, 14th May 2008

05.24

Hotel Acceptable, Austin, Texas.

Rising at 05.00. Packing at 98%.

08.04 Conciergerie.

Skies of Wetness & Wonder I…

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Reading breakfast I…

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Patricia & friend Bob came in early for breakfast, Patricia returning a few minutes ago for final au revoir. The third step in F&F – Public Speakers For The World (But Not England) is now completed, Sister is off to the APA Congress post-pre-con is now about-to-be-becoming in full swing over the road at the Austin Conference center. Regrettably, I’ll miss it. But, happily, I’ll be celebrating wedding anniversary & birthdays with the Minx.

Lightning & rain, now with grey skies on the horizon & lightning flashing at a distance.

08.30 E-flurrying done.

08.53 It's that time again I…

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Lobby for shuttle-to-airport at 09.00.

10.12 Lefty’s Bar Grill, Austin Airport.

A series of straightforwardnesses: the ride to the airport…

… check-in & security clearance.

A cup of modest coffee has rented a table for a while at Larry’s Bar-Grill Modesto…

Couperin chamber music is vibrating inside the Noise Cancellators & an e-flurry via T-Mobile is underway. A call to the Minx; a call to Nashville Airport car hire for the next US arrival.

On the DGM Guestbook…

ProjeKct Phwoarr!!:: Posted by DrDick on May 14, 2008
The last 10 years of Crimsonising have been heavily shaped by the groundwork of the ProjeKcts…

ProjeKcts Crimson remain, IMO, a mostly unacknowledged achievement which holds its own with classic Crim of any period. Given the small, mobile & multi-unit nature of it organization, based in improv, it is not easily grasped as a conceptual & musical undertaking to placed alongside, for example, any particular formation of Crim + accompanying album + major intercontinental touring. Nevertheless, the ProjeKcts Crimson continue a mostly unacknowledged achievement which holds its own with classic Crim of any period.

The Techs are alright:: Posted by albemuth on May 13, 2008
As someone said below, The Tech review appears in a University newspaper. It is pretty well done for an undergraduate student.

Mr. Albemuth seems to be suggesting that two requirements for undergraduate students proffering pretty well done opinions in Uni-news are ignorance & bad manners. Older rock-persons might comment that undergraduates, expressing contrary & rebellious views indicative of spirit & youthful attitude is not intrinsically a bad thing. Perhaps, if the undergrads presented well-informed critiques, even without politeness, this would strengthen their position? Personally, where opinions are publicly expressed, I prefer them to be based in reflection on best-available data and/or insight & points of seeing. And whereas we can acquire information as we get older, an in-dwelling sense of courtesy, if undeveloped during our early upbringing, is less easily acquired in adulthood. One unfortunate result of expressing dopey views, rudely, in public is that people might mistake us for a clueless pillock.

The whole thing about photography and taping is so monumental now that I don’t see the point of touring anymore.

This is pretty much the question I have been asking, on the Diary & elsewhere, for several years.

And even though I have not taken a picture at a show for the last 30 years, and have never taped a single show, I am not willing to attend a Fripp show with his worrisome views and disposition. Something is bound to screw up!

This is also a close approximation to my own position. Perhaps I should stay home, too?

So, all in all, mucho agreement with DGM Guestbook posters this morning.

11.22 Off to the gate.

12.55 EST UA7276 Austin>Washington Dulles.

Yippee! On the way home to the Minx & Willyfred. Yippee!

This is a commuter flight with little personal space, 2’30” in the air. I have moved from my allotted confinement-zone to the rear row. The seat does not recline, but I have two of them. The stewardess came back and told me: this is the first time anyone has done this! How to reply? Perhaps, there is no booby banging my elbow & emanating discomfort & dis-ease, permeating my energy field? Sounds like a convincing explanation to me.

17.08 Red Carpet Club, Washington Dulles.