Last night I went with friends to see Nellie McKay at Joe’s Pub. She’s a great performer, even if much of the time you watch thinking, “What the hell is she going on about?” She’s got a quirky mind that moves too rapidly to be followed.
After the show, I found myself backstage. I watched as people queued to tell her how much they had enjoyed the performance.
I smiled at the man standing next to me. “I suppose I’d get in line if I could think of something to say other than, ‘you’re a tad insane, aren’t you?’”
The man grinned, and I realized he was David Byrne. “She really is great. I’d like to see her in a long-running show of her own.”
I looked back to her. “Yeah? You mean, like a house devoted to her for a run?”
He nodded. “Yes, that would be really great. Don’t you think?”
I agreed. We talked a bit about the Armory Show before someone interrupted to give David a poem. David thanked the poet and excused himself to stand in line. I guess he had thought of something clever to say. Too bad; I was going to use his “you should put on a show” line.
I told Lynsey about my encounter with a Talking Head. I regretted that I didn’t have camera, as I would have liked a picture of my foot with David Byrne and Nellie McKay. Lo and behold, our house stick artist makes it so:
I see Nellie has more upcoming New York dates, including a live broadcast on the Prairie Home Companion. Speaking of Garrison Keillor, what the hell is he going on about?