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Saturday, May 28, 2005  

A very special Happy Birthday
to a friend, & a great musician,
Archie Shepp.

Till next time... 'Mela

8:56 AM

Thursday, May 26, 2005  

The days are so ethereal this time of the year.

The lace of a curtain can brush against my ankle
during a soft breeze,
and invite madness to swoop down from it's perch.

The lilting,wafting fragrance of bearded irises intoxicates me
with the weight of an iron butterfly...

It seems to me the title
"The Unbearable Lightness of Being" is more than a movie,
but a state of mind...

It's time to paint, I think.

But in the meantime,
here is my list of music to
help me say no to crack :

Learn to Fly- Foo Fighters
School Days- Stanley Clarke
Under the Milky Way- The Church
Red Shoes- Elvis Costello
Walls- Tom Petty
Hejira- Joni Mitchell (feat. Jaco Pastorius)
Put the Lime in the Coconut- H. Nilsson
I Want Love- Elton John
Jump Into the Fire- H. Nilsson
Seems I'm Never Tired (Loving You)- Nina Simone
La Wally- DIVA soundtrack; Wilhelmina Wiggins Fernandez

Some days are diamonds
Some days are rocks
Some doors are open
Some roads are blocked

Sundowns are golden
Then fade away
But if I never do nothing
I’ll get you back some day

Cause you got a heart so big
It could crush this town
And I can’t hold out forever
Even walls fall down


-Tom Petty

Till next time... 'Mela

11:31 AM

Monday, May 23, 2005  

I went to see the Art Deco show
recently with my friend, Hiroshi.

This show has been traveling,
and finally has made it's way to Tokyo!

Amongst the many beautiful pieces in this show,
one of my favorite painters of the Art Deco period,
Tamara De Lempicka
has two pieces in this show.
This is one featured:


The Telephone, 1930

Tamara De Lempicka

I was so moved by the total style of that era-
The "Jazz Age."

In my opinion, the world may be "making progress",
but the elegance of the Art Deco period,
in music, fashion, and just plain style,
has yet to be surpassed...

Sometimes, especially after visiting this show,
I truly long to have a time machine...

When they begin the beguine
It brings back the sound of music so tender,
It brings back a night of tropical splendor,
It brings back a memory ever green

I’m with you once more under the stars,
And down by the shore an orchestra’s playing
And even the palms seem to be swaying
When they begin the beguine

Begin the Beguine

-Cole Porter

Till next time... 'Mela

12:45 AM

Tuesday, May 17, 2005  

You Know You're From New York City When...

You say "the city" and expect everyone to know that this means Manhattan.

You can get into a four-hour argument about how to get from Columbus Circle to Battery Park at 3:30 on the Friday before a long weekend, but can't find Wisconsin on a map.

Hookers and the homeless are invisible.

The subway makes sense.

You believe that being able to swear at people in their own language makes you multi-lingual.

You've considered stabbing someone just for saying "The Big Apple".

The most frequently used part of your car is the horn.

You consider Westchester "upstate".

You think Central Park is "nature."

You see nothing odd about the speed of an auctioneer's speaking.

You're paying $1,200 for a studio the size of a walk-in closet and you think it’s a "steal."

Your closet is filled with black clothes.

You pay $5 without blinking for a beer that cost the bar 28 cents.

You take fashion seriously.

Being truly alone makes you nervous.

You have 27 different menus next to your telephone.

Going to Brooklyn is considered a "road trip."

America west of the Hudson is still theoretical to you.

You've gotten jaywalking down to an art form.

You take a taxi to get to your health club to exercise.

Your idea of personal space is no one actually standing on your toes.

$50 worth of groceries fit in one paper bag.

You have a minimum of five "worst cab ride ever" stories.

You don't notice sirens anymore.

You live in a building with a larger population than most American towns.

Your doorman is Russian, your grocer is Korean your deli man is Israeli, your building super is Italian, your laundry guy is Chinese, your favorite bartender is Irish, your favorite diner owner is Greek, the watchseller on your corner is Senegalese, your last cabbie was Pakistani, your newsstand guy is Indian and your favorite falafel guy is Egyptian.

You're suspicious of strangers who are actually nice to you.

You secretly envy cabbies for their driving skills.

You think $7.00 to cross a bridge is a fair price.

Your door has more than three locks.

Your favorite movie has DeNiro in it.

You consider eye contact an act of overt aggression.

You run when you see a flashing "Do Not Walk" sign at the intersection.

You're 35 years old and don't have a driver's license.

You ride in a subway car with no air conditioning just because there are seats available.

There is no North and South. It's uptown or downtown.

When you're away from home, you miss "real" pizza and "real" bagels.

You know the differences between all the different Ray's Pizzas.

You're not in the least bit interested in going to Times Square on New Year's Eve.

Your internal clock is permanently set to know when Alternate Side of the Street parking regulations are in effect.

You know what a bodega is.

Someone bumps into you, and you check for your wallet...

You cringe at hearing people pronounce Houston St. like the city in Texas

Film crews on your block annoy you, not excite you.

Get Your Own "You Know You're From" Meme Here

Eye contact an act of overt aggression.

Heh heh heh heh.

Good one.

Till next time... 'Mela

10:41 AM

Sunday, May 15, 2005  

After a brief thunderstorm, there is a tremendous rainbow
outside my window...

My gig at "J" went off wonderfully.
A great combination of musicians, song selections, and turnout.
A fun night...

* * * * * * * * *

Here's two more reason's why I just love
John Fluevog's shoes:

Lip Service

This particular style is so me:

Having a "vintage" quality, but yet also modern somehow-
Unique with a touch of whimsy.

They are definately on my list...

Oh I used to be disgusted
and now I try to be amused.
But since their wings have got rusted,
you know,
the angels wanna wear my red shoes.
Red shoes, the angels wanna wear my red shoes.

(The Angels Wanna Wear My) Red Shoes

-Elvis Costello

Till next time... 'Mela

4:10 PM

Thursday, May 12, 2005  

This is my new computer art piece, "Moss".

A Rolling Stone Gathers No Moss...
 This proverb has two meanings: people pay a price for being always on the move, in that they have no roots in a specific place (the original meaning); or people who keep moving avoid picking up responsibilities and cares.

I was inspired to create this as I waved goodbye to my son Michio
as he left for his first day of college...

My gig's tomorrow night at Jazz Spot "J", Shinjuku.


Pamela MacCarthy- vocals
Keisaku Takahashi- piano
Greg Chako- guitar
Hiroshi Eguchi- electric bass
Yusuke Hase- drums

Till next time... 'Mela

2:55 PM

Sunday, May 08, 2005  


I got a beautifully hand drawn caligraphy card from my son Michio,
and peach colored roses...

* * * * *

live at Half Tone

Pamela with Hiro Morozumi

My gig at Half Tone in Tachikawa
went well.

Hiro Morozumi played beautifully, and the owner of the place,
Mr. Inada, was a very nice host.
He's invited me back to perform there again in July...

Live at Half Tone

"A good man, so hard to find... "

There was a pretty good turn out.
Nice to see on a rainy night.

I'll be at Jazz Spot "J" this Friday the 13th-

Check out my agenda page,
I've got an addition to my June schedule,
at BFLAT Akasaka on June 13th,
with the B Naturals:

Jonathan Katz- piano
Mark Tourian- bass
Neil Stalnaker- trumpet
Andy Wulf- tenor sax
Cecil Monroe- drums

A great line- up,
I look forward to this.

Just smellin' the roses...

Till next time... 'Mela

2:43 PM

Friday, May 06, 2005  

Tonite's my gig at Half Tone in Tachikawa.

I've been rehearsing with Hiro, as we are relatively new to each other,
and to play cold with a new performer is something I don't do much of...

It brings back harsh memories of when I first started performing in Tokyo.
Through my management at that time,
I was being shuffled nightly from one new place to the other-
Another crowded trainride to go play with yet another new piano trio or quartet.
Only to get back on a crowded train to go home,
to get up and do it all again the next night,
with all new players...

Harsh lighting and new names to remember-
I'd write them on the insides of matchbooks
tucked in the palm of my hand-
Trying to adapt to new styles of playing,
as it was futile to have them adapt to me as the vocalist,
as listening was frequently done in the same style: rarely...
There wasn't a lot of time to get to know a musician,
as it was a one night thing.
Then, there was the lanquage issue...
Creative hand signaling was the thing.

Everything was dues, back then!

Not to say there weren't some great times,
with some great musicians!
But the beginning was harsh...

But that was then, and this sure is now!

After all is said and done,
I'm confident to say : ( in the words of my dearest, late friend, Corky Alexander)

I'm still game.

Till next time... 'Mela

10:45 AM

Monday, May 02, 2005  

Special thanks to my sister Deb for this one:

It's Golden Week in Japan,
which means a lot of people clear the hell out
of here for places abroad
or their hometowns,
usually outside Tokyo.
I've always thought this practice a bit misguided,
as the prices for travel are systematically jacked up
at this time of the year,
and the onslaught of people trying to get out
is comparable to any given day during rush hour.
So coming and going is 2 days shot to hell already.

Another reason is, the weather is almost perfect now.

It is nice when the crowds are somewhat diminished,
to enjoy Tokyo.
But in my case, I enjoyed Yokohama,
Chinatown to be more specific.

I took a day trip and had a fabulous time
walking along the streets of Chinatown.
Gathering in the aroma of the restaurants and street vendors wares,
and the visual banquet of colors and light,
it was a well needed treat.
I stocked up on beautiful Chinese steamers,
both for vegetables and dim sum dumplings-
Also lovely tea, and porcelain tea cups with a removable porcelain
tea basket inside.
Canned Lychee, and oyster sauce...

It has been awhile since I've been to Chinatown,
and returning home with my bags of goodies
was a nice souvenir of that little treasure in Yokohama.

I'm sending out a message of love and hope to
a dear family friend who is battling cancer at this time.
She was a positive influence in my girlhood days,
my "girl scout camp mother".
I pray for you, dear Carol...

Till next time... 'Mela

11:37 AM

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