...but it looks to me like our favorite self-aggrandizing TV visionary and defender of the good old days of journalism is moonlighting as the fingers leg of the avant garde jazz trio Medeski Martin and Wood.
[The receded hairline, those grand ears, the dark, sunken eyes and that huge forehead scrunched in intense, creative thought...]
Just look at those profiles. David Simon, I'm on to you.
Medeski Martin and Wood played in Bmore back on June 5th, and though my Friday night sun salutationfest overlapped with opener Wood Brothers, a favorite (must be my thing for ruggedly melty voices and upright bassmen), the show kept me rapt with its mixture of infectious funk licks and tight improvisation. Not to mention its Baltimore-themed doppelgangers.