10.24
Hotel Rock ‘n Roll, San Francisco.
Sister the Sistery Person, Miss Patricia Fripp, moved to San Francisco in 1967. Her first gig was cutting hair at the Top Of The Mark Hopkins Hotel, moving to Jay Sebring and, eventually, establishing her own barbery salon. In 1977 Sistery became a full-time public speaker, increasingly travelling across the US to speaking engagements. Patricia’s younger bRuVvEr frequently visited San Francisco as a working player but, as the world came to know Miss Fripp’s speaking powers, when he was in SF she was often also on the road and not in SF. The past two days are an example of this: Sister was in Washington & only flew in last night, too late to catch Slow Music.
But this morning – hooray! Sister took her brother to breakfast at Hotel El Nobbo, near the venue for her own gig today…
Sister set off to work, and her guitarist brother returned to the rock ‘n’ roll motel which Slow Music are about to leave I…
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Lobby call for 10.30 & a long drive south to LA.
21.01 Motel Modest, Boulevard Dismal, Culver City, LA.
Front View…
Left View…
Right View…
While walking our block on Boulevard Dismal, the nearest coffee house perhaps 2 miles away (the hotel manager wondered whether I’d like coffee at the nearby 7/11), in search of something, anything, a bearded man approached me. Suppressing the instinct to run, especially when he called out my name, he emerged into the lesser dark to reveal – R. Chris Murphy!
Chris was the engineer travelling with John & myself on Soundscape tours in 1997-98, the man who memorised the question why do you feel the need to radically fetishize the inherent & delineated meanings of Robert’s music? in response to requests from fans to obtain the signature of the HRVguitarist. Chris’ studio is a block from the hotel.
Well! What are the odds of bumping into an engineer who not only travelled with us, but stayed in Reddish Cottages, on the street in Culver City?
23.33 Practising done.
"The performer can hide nothing, even the attempt to hide."
