Last night Austin dropped down to a chilly 19 degrees, which is already colder than it ever got last year. This morning I had no cases in court, so I got to sleep in and enjoy the cold, which was very awesome, but it's left me feeling drowsy. Or maybe that's because I stayed up way too late with Weed Saw again last night. We watched a particularly cool Tori Amos video from her last tour.
Tori Amos is kind of a headcase from what I can tell in her interviews, but she is an amazing musician and performer. Her songs have fascinating structures to them, and she finds methods of combining phrases which sound completely different into single, coherent songs in a way that few people outside of the jazz arena seem capable of pulling off. I like her lyrics, and she finds ways of powerfully sublimating things that would drop most artists off into a chasm of ridiculous sentimentality or crass flippancy. Also, she surrounds herself with Matt Chamberlain and Jon Evans, an amazing rhythm section, and I think it speaks volumes about her pursuit of perfection that she has chosen such amazing musicians to play with. OK, when she opens her mouth to talk she often sounds like a nut, but maybe it's divine nuttiness.
I am supposed to attend a performance by Buttercup tonight at the Church of the Friendly Ghost in East Austin. Buttercup is a band founded by Charlie Roadman's brother. Charlie Roadman is a fellow Trinity alumnus, defense attorney, and grade A rock star in his own right. Charlie produced a video for his brother's band a while back in which Buttercup put on a performance at an art show back in San Antonio. The band played from a location which was hidden from view, but live video feeds showed the band (or parts of the band) on monitors located in oil drums and placed in other strategic locations around the venue. Looks like a bunch of creative guys, and I've meant to see them several times, so hopefully tonight will pan out.
I have to go to the courthouse now to try to get Judge Kocurek to set a bond on a case that she will never set a bond on (because the client quit reporting on his probation for the last 6 months), but the family has money and they want us to try.
I'm back. Kocurek didn't set the bond. On the up side, the judge and I had a lovely chat about her children and the upcoming holiday parties. On the down side, junior gets to sit in jail until his hearing, at which time Judge Kocurek will undoubtedly send him off to rehab. By the way, I highly recommend the National Geographic series, Seconds to Disaster. If you love disasters (and I know you do), then tune in to see the 20/20 hindsight reconstructions of human errors and engineering flaws which invariably lead to spectacular cataclysms.