Wednesday January 26, 2005 at 12:33 am

NADD version

Carla Holden graces Sunnyvale with a house concert.
RSVP. Suggested donation: $10
Thursday, February 10, 2004. 8 p.m. Sharp.
Sunnyvale, California 94085

What’s going on

We’re celebrating the 10th house concert at my place the right way: Carla Holden plays the 10th of February. It promises to be a very special Thursday.

In addition to great music, interesting people and homemade baked goods (yes, from scratch, you’ve been missing out), I’ll be giving away some nifty schwag to celebrate.

Just RSVP. And show up, of course.

About Carla Holden

It was sheer luck (and good traffic) that introduced me to the music of Carla Holden. You, on the other hand, don’t need smooth sailing on the I-5 to make it to this show.

A rare native Californian, Carla attended school in Jamaica. Then she really went to school in the talent-rich clubs of New York City. After returning home to LA, she put her new-found chops to use on Wake Up and Love Me. Her debut disc meshes lyrics that range from angry to vulnerable with a mix of scat, beatboxing, driving percussion and crunchy guitars.

Carla’s hard work hasn’t gone unnoticed. She’s picked up a pair of awards from ASCAP, heard her music on MTV and snagged DJ Dangermouse (The Grey Album) to produce her next disc.

Check out Carla’s new band’s web site and hear clips from Wake Up and Love Me.

A bonus: advance notice

For reading this far, you get a prize: the details of March’s show. Award-winning singer-songwriter Adrianne will be playing on Saturday, March 5.

Sunday January 23, 2005 at 11:45 am

Security test gone awry:

Police slipped some plastic explosives into a random passenger’s suitcase as part of a test of sniffer dogs.  Four days later, the explosives were still missing.


It’s perfectly reasonable to plant an explosive-filled suitcase in an airport in order to test security.  It is not okay to plant it in someone’s bag without his knowledge and permission.  (The explosive residue could remain on the suitcase long after the test, and might be picked up by one of those trace mass spectrometers that detects the chemical residue associated with bombs.)  But if you are going to plant plastic explosives in the suitcase of some innocent passenger, shouldn’t you at least write down which suitcase it was?

Saturday January 22, 2005 at 09:11 pm

What you’ll wish you’d known:

I’m not saying you shouldn’t hang out with your friends– that you should all become humorless little robots who do nothing but work. Hanging out with friends is like chocolate cake. You enjoy it more if you eat it occasionally than if you eat nothing but chocolate cake for every meal. No matter how much you like chocolate cake, you’ll be pretty queasy after the third meal of it. And that’s what the malaise one feels in high school is: mental queasiness.