Where in the World Was Cassidy Frazee on Sunday evening. Well, I was in Baltimore. Why?
Skating, of course.
Actually I wasn’t skating, but a metric shit ton of other women were, as we were all there for a clinic hosted by World Champion Laci Knight of the Angel City Derby Girls, which was the first woman’s flat track derby team and generally considered one of the best leagues in the world. Since I’d love to become a pivot, I signed up for this clinic back in January and was waiting for the chance to be on the rink with another person from whom I could learn.
Of course I was there to observe only as I’m not certified, but those be the breaks.
So I cut out of The Burg about 4:30 PM (or 16:40 if you are from outside the U.S. and/or happen to be a witch attending a special school in Massachusetts) and drove on down to Baltimore, which put me there right before 6:00/18:00. This gave me time to grab a bite before getting to the clinic:
The clinic was fun. Even though I couldn’t skate I was allowed to stand in the middle of the rink and watch all the craziness going on about me. I shot video for my time, though I’m not allowed to post any of it here. We did, however, get a team shot at the end of the night.
Yes, that’s Laci’s doing the handstand while still in skates. I’m over on the right not in skates and wearing my HARD shirt.
One of the things I had with me while traveling is my portable speaker, which I linked to my phone so I could play music from my various YouTube playlists. The radio in my car doesn’t work, and even if it did, it doesn’t have all the snazzy Bluetooth features that so many vehicles have today. Therefore I made do the best I can, and this is how I do so.
It’s no secret that I’ve been in a massive funk for a while–at least three months with January being The Month From Hell. There was a time when music used to alleviate these feelings, but it hasn’t happened in a while. But Sunday afternoon and through to the night–yeah, there were a few magical moments that caught my attention and set my mood to “Yeah, this is Cool.” And I’d like to share those moments with you, ’cause they’re sharable.
The first song that caught my mood as I was crossing into Maryland while the sun was setting was this: Sukiyaki, which was released in 1963. Performed by Sakamoto Kyu, the actual title is Ue o Muite Arukō, which translates as “I Look Up As I Walk”. When it was released in the U.S. it was given the name Sukiyaki because they rightly knew no one who wasn’t Japanese–or at least understood Japanese–would be able to pronounce the title. This was also the first single from Japan to chart on Billboard, making Sakamoto Kyu the first Asian on the U.S. charts. This is always been one of my favorite songs and I can remember hearing this as a young kid way back in the day, as they say, and when I need something catchy and soothing, I go here.
A point of trivia: Sakamoto Kyu was aboard Japan Airlines Flight 123 when it suffered cabin decompression, lost its vertical stabilizer (aka, the tail), and crashed on August 12, 1985. 520 people were killed and this remains, to today, the worst single aircraft accident.
The next one came as I was making my way out of Baltimore, specifically as I was heading north along I-695, the Baltimore Beltway, heading into the massive interchange with I-95. And what played as I rolled down this stretch of highway was Elvis’ Burning Love. Now, full disclosure: I am not an Elvis person. I don’t consider him the King of Rock and Roll, and I don’t have a lot of use for the majority of his catalog. There are, however, a few of his songs that get me going, and this is one of them. And with the darkness around we on a somewhat empty section of highway, this was the perfect tune to set the tone for my journey home.
I stopped off in York to pick up a few food items before continuing home. Being in York generally means I’m about a half-hour from pulling into the apartment complex, so when I finished up the play list I had going I popped in the next song: the just over eleven minute Elton John epic, Funeral For a Friend/Love Lies Bleeding. The album Goodbye Yellow Brick Road was the first actual pop/rock album I bought with my own money and it got good and worn out on my turntable, with this opening track getting the most play.
Funeral For a Friend/Love Lies Bleeding is best known for the grandiose opening, which was not recorded by Elton but rather by album’s engineer, David Hentschel, who spend a considerable amount of time on an APR 2500 synthesizer overdubbing track after track to achieve the orchestral effect. It wasn’t supposed to actually be part of the song, but after Elton heard the playback he told Hentschel to add it to the track.
I timed this nearly perfectly: the tune was coming to an end just as I parked my car right around 12:10 AM on Monday morning. Do I know how to do this, or what?
Music hasn’t actually touched me in a while, so it was great that my mindset was such that I felt so good going south to the City of Chicken and Waffles (true, this is where it’s really supposed to have started), enjoyed a skating clinic, and then had a nice time driving back in the darkness.
Let’s hope I have that same feeling today as I head to Jersey to visit with my doctor…