Confessions of the Starving Artist - 3/27/08

The stars don't sparkle
And the sun don't shine
The moon don't glow
And the clock unwinds
But you - make me feel brand new

Forget avarice. Forget ego. The basic needs are to nourish the body and soul at the Starving Artist. We see this as a mission of sorts. Friday night, March 21, Laura Berman and her husband Craig Benelli took us to church. The funny thing is they never mentioned God, church or religion. She sang of love and the power it can be in our lives. Love and salvation and redemption. Inspirational, uplifting song of real life. She's got a powerhouse voice, and he sings harmony and plays a beautiful-looking Taylor guitar with sensitivity and power. Great show, great people.

Saturday, March 22, we got the news. But first Lindsey Morano had the opening reception of her art exhibition at the Artist. Beautiful pastels, portraits, as well as photography. Her work is on exhibition until April 25. Come see this impressive show. And now back to the news - not "THE NEWS" but good news all the same. We had Newspaper Joe roll in from Jersey. A totally different act, he performs in character. His songs have a wry wit to them that is matched perfectly by his voice and guitar work. Newspaper Joe plays great harmonica. His control on those train songs was awesome. Great work. He played straight through the whole two-hour set and held the audience the entire time. Good show, Joe.

Sunday, March 23, we were closed for Easter. Dinner with the family, nourishing body and soul. And a brownie's good, too.

Click the links to hear these artists. "Click on Glick" at Neil Young's Living With War Web Site (#91 - Baby This One's For You; #93 - Bitter Tears). Check out MySpace. We've sold more than 200 songs through CD Baby, iTunes, Napster and Verizon V Cast. "Blue Tomorrow" leads the list of paid downloads. Pretty cool.

I heard a woman say "click your heels three times and say there's no place like home." You know what happens when you do that. You wind up at the Starving Artist Cafe. Come in, and live right!

Elliott Glick