Robert Fripp's Diary

Hotel Acceptable Chicago Rising at

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#1201, Hotel Acceptable, Chicago.

Rising at 08.00 after a mostly sleepless night.

Goodbye to Patricia, who is returning home to San Francisco. Fortunately, she was working in New York & is working in Chicago while Crim is here. I have only had time for one lunch with Sister since she’s been here, but Patricia tells me she has had a fabbo time mingling with Crim audients & enthusiasts, who have travelled from all over the world.

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…  to Au Bon Pain for morning reading over coffee. A booby-twitcher was having a good booby-twitch on the next seat I…

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Anyone who has this little control of their simple body-activity has little control over their thinking & emotional lives. That is, they are dangerous to others.

The Minx called – yippee!

Back to practising, playing-in new strings, and computing. Lobby call 15.30.

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A strong show, not as good as last night for me, but very good. Something was missing on the inside. A couple of flashes at the end, which was a pity: someone was hovering throughout the performance, holding their intention & withholding their full commitment. Hellboy Tom had the suspicion that someone connected to the venue may have been recording.

But who knows the what? My monitoring of a performance is directly in the heart.