Some of my friends wonder why I like bluegrass music, given how little I have in common with its themes. Bluegrass and the Preservation of the American Myth covers this beautifully. It's comfort music, even to some of us who don't buy into the myth that it is selling. You don't even have to listen to the lyrics to enjoy the high, lonesome sound bluegrass lives by.
Someone taped Bruce Springsteen's first live performance of Tenth Avenue Freeze-Out, July 20th, 1975. The energy of the song, and the quality of the taping, is amazing. This is why I bow deeply to the folks who tape live concerts, and to the bands that encourage/allow/tolerate them.
Had yet another great meal at Ristorante Avanti last night. A lot of their menu is based on locally-raised foods, often organic. Our appetizer was pan-roasted padrón peppers (just peppers, oil, and salt, with a bit of Manchego shaved on the top); very yummy. So I bought a basket at the farmer's market today; they were grown about half a mile from my house.