I ought to find the inevitable ASW thread, but I came here first.
First of all, I've been away for awhile, but that has done nothing to diminish my "big 'H' happiness" at seeing how many people here are excited about Michigan this year.
I love the school. Yes, I still do. Almost done with 1L (wow, I remember agonizing pain while waiting to hear back from schools) and I like the place more than ever.
I've been fortunate enough to make friends from other programs and the over-arching theme is that here is a place where you've got the big guns of a stellar university (research, medicine, social sciences, law) but with this palpable laid-back appeal. The best way to describe it is this: Have you ever met someone of the opposite sex who was the total package, but a bit unaware of it? You expected him/her to be arrogant, or unobtainable/unapproachable. To your delight, however, the person turns out to be gem.
That's how I feel about UM.
I went to Detroit yesterday for the second official time. I'm smitten. I won't lie. I found this link http://www.metrotimes.com/editorial/story.asp?id=11908
and I've decided to try as many as possible. Last night I went with a friend to Baker's Keyboard Lounge, est. 1934. The crowd was diverse. The live jazz was fantastic. The building, small, dark, and elegant, brought to me a nostalgia (borrowed) for the good ol' days...I considered a Tom Collins but settled for a champagne & Chambord.
Here's an idea of the performers who have been to the lounge, from the website [http://www.bakerskeyboardlounge.com
The fifties thru the seventies proved to be the clubs golden era. Everyone who was anyone in the world of jazz; the young Dave Brubeck, the man who turned jazz upside down, John Coltrane; the era's premier pianist, Oscar Peterson. There was Krupa and Corea, Calloway and Betty Carter. There was Gerry Mulligan and Sonny Stitt and Kenny Burrell, Barry Harris, Donald Byrd, Earl Klugh, Pepper Adams. In short we had the finest musicians in the world.
The names goes on, especially the local musicians who symbolize the impressive array of extraordinary musicians who played at Baker's. Equally as exciting as the jam sessions, have been the unexpected surprises. Like the night Nat King Cole came to the club and sat in on the piano; or the time Ella Fitzgerald stopped in to see Tommy Flanagan and stayed to sing. Or the time when Liberace came in to see the famous keyboard shaped bar and rushed home to his Beverly Hills Mansion to install a piano-shaped pool in his back yard.
I suppose that's enough for now. I'll be giving Ataraxia a personal tour on Saturday. I plan on getting involved with the ASW when possible. Say hello when you see me!