“Music and the arts are part of the fabric of New York City. Let’s all make music—from our roofs and windows—to come together as a great city and to honor the workers risking their health to keep New York safe and functioning.”— Frank London
Happy Friday! Everybody Cut Footloose!
Hiya. Sometimes, when I’m feeling especially silly or happy or excited of a Friday afternoon, I’ll put up a little bit of something fun. My current feelings include none of the above (I would say my predominant mood just now is phlegmmy), but I thought you (I) could use a boost anyway.
Here’s Rowan Atkinson, one of my favorite comics, doing one of my all-time favorite bits, circa 1986-ish. Have a good weekend, all!
My friends, I have never done this before, and I’m not likely to do it again. But today’s beautiful thing is among the most beautiful I’ve ever found, yet it’s woefully under-loved.
To those of you who looked at it and though “12 minutes? No way!” I beg you to reconsider. It will be 12 minutes you won’t want to get back. I promise. Give it a try. Enjoy 12 minutes of peace. How rare is that these days?
My phone went nuts and tried to publish a draft I was meaning to delete. So here, instead is a wonderfully creepy version of the already-creepy Police song “Every Breath You Take” by the mostrously-talented Chase Holfelder.
If you like this (and I’m sure you will), here’s the post I wrote about him in 2014: