I enjoyed Danny Lanois improvising with electronics and Aaron Neville’s voice singing Amazing grace off the top at his secret Hamilton show last week. It was soon however very annoying to be interrupted so ungracefully by the many men like insects carrying movie cameras blocking the view. They had jobs capturing every inhalation of the famous Hammertonian. They very unapologetically kept ruining the sight lines for the rest of us. Who cares about us plebes when the famous guy’s nose hairs have not yet each been recorded. I sure am grateful to Danny Lanois for exposing me to Bernie Raunig when he played guitar on a record of mine thirty years ago and brought his Bernie. What the hell was that? An amplifier made out of a 16 mm film projector. Doesn’t get much cooler. After the electronics he played something from what I thought was his second record For The Beauty of Winona. I never understood the cover art. A skinny naked woman walking towards someone with a dagger. Did it mean she was so beautiful she would kill you? Or did it mean she wanted to trade this knife for food? He was once at a show I did in New York at CBs gallery. I was flattered he came though I don’t think he got into my music but that’s ok, I didn’t get into his cover art. I did get into his guitar playing and last week was no exception. He had two cables running from his Les Paul. It was like a riddle all of us who knew anything about electric guitar tried to figure out. One cable went into a foot pedal which was not unusual but the other, which was grey, led not to a quarter inch end but a piece of film that was rigid and he constantly touched it. It triggered something, seemed to me it would stop and start the delays but I don’t know for sure. It was fun to listen and watch. I can’t imagine attending big concerts where the performer is like the size of what a kid in the hall would squeeze to death between his index finger and thumb. i need to be up close and personal and so it was.