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Fighting Back Hard & All That Jazz
Written by Jack Sparacino
Tuesday, 31 December 2013 11:45
This particular column has been easy and difficult to write. Easy because it led me to indulge in wonderful, timeless music. 'Happiness in a can.' My feet couldn't keep still, arthritis and all. Difficult because how dare I wander into the world of the musical giants without a high clearance pass of sorts?
It's the day after Christmas and I'm holed up at my computer, still in my pajamas, sipping on hot cinnamon tea from my Cindy Lou Who mug. Vince's mother headed home to Florence a couple of hours ago. Vince, who has been trapped at home since December 23rd, flew out of the house right behind her to hang out with his friends.
Every new year, I try to find a word to keep in front of me as something to strive for in the days ahead. It usually comes to me with little effort but this year I struggled, grappling for one word to capture the goal of my annual journey. And like it always does, finally, suddenly, the word arrives. This year, it is simply, love. It is a big, little, word.
A conversation about jazz – and Jazz Night at Saltus – with local music maven Vic Varner
By Margaret Evans, Editor
Q. Tell me about the genesis of Jazz Night at Saltus? How did it come to be?
A. Jazz exists mostly in big cities and at major universities, but having lived in Beaufort for a decade now, I've become acquainted with our arts culture, and would like to think we have enough appreciators to support a weekly jazz night. Lantz Price, the proprietor of Saltus River Grill, and I have had this in the works for some time. Saltus is a classy joint with a reputation for some awesome cuisine, so jazz is a good fit.
First, some background: I'm one of those high strung, hyper-sensitive people who mentally elevates every pleasant event that occurs semi-regularly – or even more than twice – to that hallowed realm known as "Tradition," setting up an endless series of sacred expectations that will inevitably be violated by reality, battering my soul and leaving me desolate.
The Arts Center of Coastal Carolina has assembled a superb cast of triple-threat performers for the Depression-era musical 42nd Street. Directed by Casey Colgan, the story follows aspiring dancer/singer Peggy Sawyer, a small town girl who comes to New York with big dreams of making it on Broadway.
As the New Year begins, art lovers are in for a unique change of pace. An exciting exhibit of new mixed media paintings by Neil Jansen, American Naїve artist and Bluffton resident, will open downtown, at the Beaufort Art Association Gallery on January 6th. This is a showing that should not be missed.
It's December 11th (the day before my 50th birthday, no less) and I just realized that I haven't written our Christmas cards yet. What happened to the summer? The past few months have been a whirlwind. I've been swamped with catering jobs, cookbook signings, deadlines and paperwork. I guess time flies when you're having fun! Our home is actually decorated and we've been doing a bit of holiday entertaining.
A terrific former boss of mine at United Technologies, a brilliant mechanical engineer and lifelong auto enthusiast, recently wrote from Florida as we were discussing life and our medical status. He wryly noted that "for people, the warranty runs out after age 65 or so."