I Ching Quartet

On the second saddest day ever* in the history of the I Ching Quartet, we had our final rehearsal on the porch at 1133 N Winchester, which had been our home since the beginning.

After practicing to death the sexiest soul song in our repertoire, we played some old favorites for old-times sake. Superhero, Raincoat, & Eleanor — where it all began. Eleanor has never sounded sweeter.

Props to all our homies and tolerant neighbors in Ukrainian Village. Thanks to all the friendly faces, happy barking, toddler dancing, and only calling the cops on us once.

* the saddest day to date was when Ricardo left us to widdle and pick blackberries in Vermont.

There were some amazing moments during the recording of Frozen River Valley, but one trumps them all.

After sleeping through a rather cold night next to the woodburning stove in sleeping bags on the floor, we rose and began to think about breakfast.  We had arrived late the previous night, and only had a fresh mango between the five of us.   But it was a delicious mango; we ate it happily and went about working on the recordings for the day. (more…)