It’s windy, so that pesky wind-chill comes into effect if one is not constantly moving.
Today I went for a walk along Riverside Drive, but I timed it so I could listen to the Anderson Brothers Jazz Quartet, who’ve been playing on the Drive at 106th Street (aka Duke Ellington Boulevard) in decent weather on Saturdays and Sundays, 3-5 p.m. They play mostly standards — they did a Benny Goodman tune today, and the leader actually asked how many of us had heard of Benny Goodman. Of course, there were lots of us gray hairs out there, and we’ve all heard of Benny Goodman. A couple of people who look like they might be professional dancers do dance, and others of us sort of bounce around. Byt I do not understand people who sit on the benches without even tapping a toe. Music is movement. One toddler rode her scooter around the dancers, sometimes getting off to dance herself, but sometimes she looked like she thought riding the scooter was dancing.
It was too cold to sit, but also too cold for me to relax into dancing. It was appropriate that as the group began to play a rousing “Riverboat Shuffle,” by Hoagy Carmichael, the wind roared through and set dried leaves to dancing.
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