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Today, I went on a class trip to the Tenement Museum in downtown Manhattan. It was an interesting trip. The whole neighborhood was somewhat ghetto. There were a lot of stores that sold things for cheap. My group went on a walking tour around the neighborhood. The guide explained things to us about the whole area.

Our second tour was of an actual tenement. It was interesting in that they created a different scenario-type thing in each room. We visited two flats from different time periods. Each room told a different story. The attention to detail was quite amazing. There was even a huge cockroach in one of the sinks! Walking inside warmed us up quite a bit.

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After the tours, a group of us went ice skating at Bryant Park. It was probably the best part of the many trips I’ve had over the past week. (I’ve been going on trips since Thursday, that makes 5 in a row.) I had never skated before so I didn’t know how to move around. Hell, I don’t even know how to rollerblade. My friend had to hold my hand the whole time. I still fell, though, and I had to keep grabbing the rail to gain my balance. The last time around, I was able to do it without falling or grabbing the rail. I did hold my friend’s hand the last time around, though.

A few things to remember if you ever go skating:

  • Loosen up, helps you keep balance. Bending your knees helps.
  • If you’re having a hard time figuring out how to move your feet, watch how others do it from far away.
  • Stay away from the rails, you’ll want to grab on.
  • Skate with a buddy who knows how!

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A Chance Encounter

On the way back from Barnes and Noble with Sudman today, I happened to come across someone I’d known when I was younger. She walked out of the subway car in front of ours with who were probably her mother and younger sister. I ran up the stairs and out of the station.

Then I realized that I probably should’ve at least said hi to her. Somehow Sudman knew who I was talking about. Turns out, she recognized me as well and was looking at me.

I was quite late for something, mind you. Else I would’ve tried to make time.

Chinatown

It’s actually quite fun to spend a day in Chinatown eating only a can of Pringles. All I did was walk around taking photos and looking in video stores. Pretty interesting stuff you can find.

The funniest thing was that one of the stores had the children’s DVDs right next to the porn. Of course, those DVDs were marked up strategically. I wanted to see if they cared about your age. But I wouldn’t have anything to do with the DVD so i decided against it.

We Rocked

All of Us

Today, a handful of us from school and my guitar teacher went to the NASDAQ Market bulding in Manhattan. Why, you ask? Well, we got to play some flamenco music for a little show that was going on.

I went to school dressed flamenco-style and everyone was like, “Why are you dressed up?” Loads of fun. Especially since we did barely anything in class. It was because of the snow. Some teachers were missing, too.

We left for the show after school. The trip was nice since we went by subway. (Aren’t ya jealous, Sudman?) We got to see the snow on rooftops and there was a place that was just beyond awesome with all this graffiti all over the place.

Before going to the building, we decided to pop into the Hard Rock Cafe shop. We went to the museum thing downstairs and this guy was like, “You guys are so cool. I don’t know what you guys are gonna do, but you guys are just so cool!” We just said, “Thanks,” and went on with our business.

The show was nice and the best part was that there was a lot of food to eat. Everyone came around and kept telling us how great we were. Of course, I messed up a bit and I don’t think anyone noticed it too much. I rushed up a bit sometimes.

This lady was talking to us and she had this really nice quote: “Bravery isn’t not being scared. Bravery is being scared and doing it anyway.” Now that is awesome.

Tomorrow’s Valentine’s Day and I was quite happy till a few minutes ago. However, my plans have gone mushy-bye-bye. Ah well, there’s always birthdays and such.

Photos of the show can be seen over here.

The Awesomest Concert

Stuffs

TicketsOn Thursday, I went to see Colin Meloy, of the Decemberists, perform at the Town Hall in Manhattan. It was great watching him play, especially since it was my first concert. I still can’t believe I was in the same room as Colin Meloy. He’s just so cool! I also got to see performances by Amy Annelle and Laura Veirs, both of whom opened for Colin.

Amy's AutographAmy Annelle, of The Places, played some pretty nice music. She said to “lower your force fields” before playing. It’s because her music’s kind of unusual and you have to listen carefully at first to enjoy it. I liked it a lot. I even went to get her autograph on during the intermission since she was standing near the place where they were selling stuff. Of course, I got the autograph on a CD by The Places.

Laura Veirs TeeI had heard of Laura Veirs before going to the show since I read about her on the Decemberists’ site when I heard of Colin’s tour. I’ve been a fan ever since. Her performance was nice. One thing that struck me as funny was how she “layered” stuff in some of her songs. She’d sing/play something and then it would run as a recording while she added something onto it. It was nice, though. In the middle of her performance, she told us about a friend of hers who had made a deck of cards with her face on them. Laura's Autograph She tried to throw the cards across the hall to people, but the cards either refused to go further than the first few rows or just turned around and went back to her. I got Laura’s new album, Year of Meteors, which is pretty nice, and I got a tshirt, which I might have to try and shrink since it’s a tiny bit bigger than what I normally wear.

It had been two hours before Colin finally came out. Everyone started clapping. He started off with a Tarkio song. He would keep cracking jokes and saying funny things the whole time. He was playing next to a table that had a skull, a sheep, and a ship on it. He said that the skull, which was named Cheryl, represented death. The sheep, whose name was Erick, with a ‘k’ but a silent ‘c’ before it, represented life. The ship, Maya Angelou, represented ships. He told us about how he had promised himself he would never write a song about having a baby but decided to write one anyway. Him and Carson Ellis, his girlfriend, are gonna be parents in about a month. Colin's EP The song was really nice and you can get it at Stereogum. A lot of the songs Colin performed were ones I didn’t know since the only Decemberists albums I have are Her Majesty The Decemberists and Picaresque. During one of them, he was playing guitar and he said, “This is where the guitar solo will be,” and started kinda humming it out. I wish I could’ve gotten his autograph, but he left through the backstage exit, so I couldn’t. I did, however, get a copy of his limited edition EP, which either him or Carson packed for me by hand.

Overall, the whole experience was great. I went with my mom because of last minute schedule changes and I actually liked it. I was able to have my mom understand what kind of music I like without explaining to her since it’s hard for me to do that.

Photo credit for the photo of Colin goes to jen c. I thought we couldn’t take in cameras, so I gave mine to my dad when he was dropping us off. I later saw that people snuck in cameras. Silly me.

The Concert Rocked

I just came back from Colin Meloy’s concert, and let me tell you, even though I couldn’t take my cameras, I had an awesome time. I got the autographs of Amy Annelle (secret suprise guest), and Laura Veirs. I couldn’t get Colin’s autograph because he went backstage as soon as everything was over. Well, I’m tired and hungry, so the rest will come soon. Most probably tomorrow, since I have no school.

Me Acting?

Being a first generation American, I often was embarassed by my Bengali background as a kid. I mean, I used to hate talking to Bengali kids in Bengali. I also hated having to do stuff like going to cultural parties and whatnot. I’m starting to accept being Bengali and I’m starting to see how cool it is to be a first gen.

If there’s one thing I still hate about Bengali culture, it’s the horrible movies that are made in Bangladesh. They’re just filled with crap and mostly people of the, as much as I hate to say this kinda stuff, lower class watch that stuff. However, there are many excellent Bengali short films and mini-series that are pretty fun to watch.

While sitting in a local Bengali restaurant, a guy came and gave out some cards advertising an audition. Some company is looking to make a Bengali-American movie and they’re looking for people. Since I can speak fluent Bengali [1], I’m gonna try out for the audition. I’m pretty sure they won’t be making it as crappy as the ones in Bangladesh.

[1] Ever since I could talk, my parents spoke only Bengali to me since they knew I’d learn English in school. To this day, I speak Bengali with my parents and family.

Sunday Shopping

It was a great sunday, indeed. I got the deluxe edition of First Impressions of Earth, the Juicebox single, The Concert for Bangladesh on DVD, a really cool tshirt with Sonic on it, and a new bookbag. I also finished my LC-A’s second roll of film. I’m planning to use black and white film next. Gonna be great for the concert(s).

I had a bit of Sunday Stomach in the morning, but everything was okay by the afternoon. The rest of the day went pretty good.

Just Uncalled For

A few days ago (the date is confusing from all the news sources I’ve heard this from), a Bengali woman was shot by a stray bullet in Briarwood. It seems the guy who shot her was partying or something with his friends and decided to shoot around like a little dummy.

Today, I went to pray the Friday prayer at the Jamaica Muslim Center. They were talking about the tragedy. After the main prayer, James Gennaro stood in the front and gave a little speech about how he was shocked by the tragedy along with many other members of the city council. The whole time, we saw flashes going off on the TV[1]. After that, we prayed for Selina Akther and her soul.

When we came out, we saw photographers and videographers trying to get through the place. I waited a bit far away since the press people were going to the back. My nephew met up with me and we were waiting for my uncle. I saw the press coming out in front of someone who was walking. When I got close, I knew that it was Mrs. Akther’s husband, Golam Maola, by the look on his face. I decided to stay close and maybe get into a photo, but it was really crowded and I wouldn’t be surprised if I weren’t in a shot. Maola quickly got into a car and drove away with some other people. The press people slowly went away.

[1] The mosque has many floors and rooms so, the rooms have TVs which show what is going on in the main room.