Today's opening speaker at the Expo was Thomas Dolby Robertson, the Head Beatnik. David & I have had a lot of idea-exchanging, some of it in the Starbucks opposite. From where I called Toyah and (on a message machine) told her that tomorrow I'm flying to Seattle rather than back to her arms. David looked on at my face, having recently made the same call to Indeg.
Tom Redmond & Tony Geballe are saying goodbye to David in the lobby. We have had dinner together in the diner on the ground floor of the New Yorker.
This afternoon: Rick Karr of NPR interviewed us both for a programme he's putting together on copyright. And David has been schmoozing, he reports. We have both been very tired during our stay in the city. In this town you ride the energy wave, or hang on in the undertow.
The Expo has been a good event. Congratulations to Steve Zuckermann, who has a year to get ready for the next one. One impression is of a considerable antipathy towards the majors. Another is of the proliferation of good ideas, many of which are inventing very much the same wheel. Business to business may be a development from there.
And Jeff Fayman, Malibu playboy and bon vivant, e-mailed me to inform me that he watched the live Fripp buzz-cast from the Expo on Friday.