Last night at about midnight, while Julie and I were watching Obama’s acceptance speech, we stopped and muted the sound, and both said “Do you hear that? It sounds like violins.” - it was. We looked outside of the window, and right beneath us, two floors down on the street, was a five piece string band that had formed out on the street. Complete with violins, guitars, banjos, and other stringed instruments. And they were good.
We happen to live right in the middle of the most musically inclined section of the city, surrounded on all sides by the Berklee College of Music, which means that when those-damn-college-kids are playing loud music late at night, it is not only live, but enjoyable. In fact, I think there is a jazz band in the building across the street that during the summer, sounded awesome when they played with the windows open.
ANYWAYS.
So last night, when Obama sealed the deal, a pretty cool thing happened. Instead of drunk dickheads from BC heaving celebratory kegs from the windows of Brighton three-deckers, we were treated to a lot of live music, impromptu marching bands, and a full on parade in the streets of our neighborhood. Dixie land style bands, drums, horns, string quintets…it was pretty surreal, and all awesome.
At one point, about 500 kids (looked like a mix of Berklee and Northeastern folks) mobbed down the streets (fronted by yet another traveling band), hooked a right onto Boylston Street and headed their procession towards downtown to celebrate. They were flanked by a few Boston police cruisers that were apparently there just in case, but this was what appeared to be a happy, peaceful, and fun-loving group of kids. It was nice for a change to see a giant group of college kids charging down the street, and not having to worry about seeing my car in a ball of flames, or on it’s roof.
Wed, Nov 5, 2008
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