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Actually I planned to have no drawings this week, and just talk about a book that creates magic, a wizardry of language, emotions, poetry and that is made of pure and untranslateble multilayered hebrew, one that made me re-feel the joy of language and literature after i-forgot_how_much time, but it will have to wait…

Yesterday night I went to a Bill Frisell concert with my daughter, and we landed on the most magical warm up, a Theremin solo concert by the enchanting Pamelia Kurstin.
And since (as whoever said) Writing about music is like dancing about architecture, I give up the music part this time, and just try to draw about it.

– Moving the hands in the air, drawing imaginary structures of music that penetrate the defense system and touch the soul.

– From time to time she sets up some loops on the stage ground, or some other sorcery (we were too close and low to see exactly what)

The Bill Frisell show was surprising as expected, a great, layed back, avantguard country music, with two guitars (a slide and a Frisell…), a violin, and a base.

Since my lovely ant said it is unclear, I’ll solve the below triptich – a bass-player from whiteto black:

And its most touching piece was when Carrie Rodriguez took the guitar and sang “I’m so lonesome I could cry” .
my daugter asked me on the way home what are the words about, and we got to talk about music which made the ride back a cinch. sometimes being a parent feels like it is actually all worthit.
And as always, till nextime…
The Bear.