V.26 No.3 | 01/19/2017
Sail on, Sail on, Sailor
By August March [ Wed Jan 18 2017 7:10 PM ]
On Saturday night the bell on my landline went off and damn it all if it weren't the Sailor, ringing me up to hear more about Duke Ellington and his way with the piano.
"Come on over, August," he breathed gruffly and grandly into the handset, "and show me again how those first 16 bars go, because I have an idea on how to fit a harmonica over that bit, plus which I believe I can lay a fine shuffle under that storm and so we will be on our way to being a fine jazz band, after all."
I'd already had a couple of drinks of Wild Turkey by that time though and told him I didn't fancy driving through the student ghetto just to lay down some clumsy riffs on his Yamaha electric, but he disagreed.
"Go on and walk over then, Mr. March and I will mix you up a creme soda with Jameson's in the bottom of the glass."
I could not resist and so spent the next 3 hours rambling through "East Saint Louis Toodle-oo" while the rest of the boys followed along blithely. My wife called about 10 and told me I better get on home if I wanted any spaghetti. "Who could resist that," I told the Sailor as I dropped my charts onto his desk, grabbed my cane and ambled toward the door. I flashed him the peace sign and said I'd see him Tuesday for practice.
That was the last time I saw the man folks here in Dirt City called by a nautical name.
I'd known him since I was a kid, and him being 20 years my senior did stop us becoming fast friends. He was part brother and part father; we hiked, smoked, drank, jammed and regaled each other with stories of where the other had been on the Earth.
He was the only man I knew that had seen more of the planet than me. I'd been on all the continents, excepting Antarctica; his tale of seeing the Ross Ice Shelf rise up on the horizon set my brain on fire and besides that we always had a laugh about the after-midnight goings on in Singapore, the lights of the north star and the aurora way up north or how it was impossible to understand the dialect of the Peruvian seamen who landed in Guayaquil looking for a good time.
When he broke his hip late last year, my wife and I sat with him at the hospital, brought him dinner from Los Cuates on the weekends and made sure his walker was ready to go when he was. The pain was bad he told us, but nothing like the time he got burned putting out a fire on an oiler outside of Osaka.
Just last week, we spent an afternoon listening to the Rolling Stones new album, a blues thing. And I complained that Charlie Watts was about an eighth note behind Keith Richards when it counted but he said to take it easy because we were all getting old.
On Tuesday morning the bell on my cell phone went off and god damn it to hell, it was the Sailor's neighbor who was weeping on the line when I answered and then told me the news.
"Mike got up early this morning and now he has died."
I went home early that day, staring into the sky as I drove. I sat at my piano and played until my hands hurt, thinking about the time the Sailor told me how Polaris was possibly the center of the universe—blinking timelessly, brightly while the rest of the sky rolled and spun chaotically around and around.
V.26 No.2 | 01/12/2017
The Daily Word in Trump, Global Warming and Sobriety
By Megan Reneau [ Wed Jan 18 2017 11:51 AM ]
It's not a myth! All Disney Pixar films are connected.
After Donald Trump approached Chelsea Handler to introduce himself, she responded, “Great.” Hero.
After three consecutive years of increasing temperatures, 2016 was the hottest yet.
The Supreme Court is taking on a case regarding free speech and trademarks from a band called The Slants.
There was a bomb threat at Manzano Day School this morning.
By the way, here's some dope noise that no one knows.
V.26 No.1 | 01/05/2017
Fun For All
Wednesday, Jan 18: Vaudeville Open Mic
By Devin D. O'Leary [ Tue Jan 17 2017 10:00 AM ]
Love and Light
Saturday, Jan 14: Immigrant Youth and Allies March
By Megan Reneau [ Fri Jan 13 2017 10:00 AM ]
Rally and March in honor of Martin Luther King Jr's legacy and to show support for the Deferred Action for Childhood Arrivals legislation.
Time to Dust Off That Xena Costume
Friday, Jan 13: Albuquerque Comic Con
By Robin Babb [ Thu Jan 12 2017 10:00 AM ]
Shop local vendors and artists, see the best cosplayers and meet special guests like Austin St John, Ryan Hurst, Ralph Macchio, Ric Flair and more.
V.26 No.1 | 1/5/2017
2017 Tarot Predictions for Albuquerque
A glimpse through the mists of time
By La Bruja
Weekly Alibi predicts the future in this week’s feature.
V.25 No.50 | 12/15/2016
Lights, Lights, Action!
Saturday, Dec 24: Christmas in Corrales Balloon Glow
By Joshua Lee [ Fri Dec 23 2016 10:00 AM ]
Enjoy a balloon glow and luminaria display.
Via Compfight / Creative Commons, Some Rights Reserved
The Queens of Christmas
Friday, Dec 23: Drag Queen Trivia
By Maggie Grimason [ Thu Dec 22 2016 10:00 AM ]
Many will enter. One team will rise above the rest.
Tilting to the Left, Nudging to the Right
Sunday, Dec 18: Pinball Tournament • arcade games
By Maggie Grimason [ Sat Dec 17 2016 12:00 PM ]
Who says charity work can't be fun?
Make it a Merry Christmas
Saturday, Dec 17: Big Holiday Bash • First Annual Toy Drive • Native Remedies • rap • 2 Evil • Seenloc • Illnickell & Badshit Bishop
By Megan Reneau [ Fri Dec 16 2016 11:00 AM ]
Help make every child happy this Christmas.
V.25 No.48 | 12/01/2016
Twirling Skirts of Tradition
Saturday, Dec 10: Mariachi Christmas
By Nina Ferrell [ Fri Dec 9 2016 2:00 PM ]
Ring in the holiday season with exuberant music and dances from Mariachi Juvenil Aztlán and Ballet Folklórico University of Texas Rio Grande Valley.
Courtesy of the JCC
Saturday, Dec 10: OY! A Comedy with Chutzpah
By Megan Reneau [ Fri Dec 9 2016 1:00 PM ]
A collection of short comedies which are a comic tribute to all things Jewish and all things human.
No Good At Goodbyes
Saturday, Dec 10: Kicking the Bucket List: 100 Downsizing and Organizing Things to Do Before You Die
By Joshua Lee [ Fri Dec 9 2016 10:00 AM ]
Death educator Gail Rubin discusses her newest book on organizing your life, death and legacy.
The Daily Word in the Electoral College, Ultraviolet Light and Standing Rock
By Megan Reneau [ Wed Dec 7 2016 12:20 PM ]
Travelling is fine, I just hate flying so much.
“There's no good music anymore!” Said chumps who listen to the same shit every day.
Here's everything you need to know about diy-ing ultraviolet light.
Why have so many children died in Albuquerque this year?
Wish You Were Beer
House Edition: Boxing Bear's Chocolate Cream Stout
By Geoffrey Plant [ Mon Dec 5 2016 4:50 PM ]
Weekly Alibi is an intrinsically local affair. Recently the Alibi staff were blessed with a device that delivers—on demand—one of the locally made products our city is most famous for, besides blue colored crystal methamphetamine and Pimental & Sons guitars. It's our internationally recognized, high-quality local beer. This writer is still trying to think of another name for the thingamajig we use to access this magical liquid, because the word “kegerator”, like “labradoodle”, is just plain hard to say without inviting a sinking feeling that the english language is seriously at risk. Also, Alibi's beer machine is as finicky as an old Evinrude outboard motor and deserves more than two words mashed together. Perhaps something vintage sounding, like “Fine Time Foam Queen”; "The Spigot” would work as well. Patience is required to get a glass of brew out of our little fridge with a tap on the top of it but the quality of our city's locally produced beer makes the effort worthwhile. As one beer replaces another in the grog box in the back room, Weekly Alibi will share our thoughts and tasting notes. Stay tuned for some ideas on what to order next time you're at one of our local brew-pubs or tap-rooms, there are not-to-be missed pints to be had in nearly every part of town these days. Like the delicious stout our brew hydrant currently dispenses in expanding gushers of foam, creating a fun atmosphere not unlike the one in The Rolling Stones' video for “It's Only Rock 'N' Roll".
• Boxing Bear's Chocolate Milk Stout (5.2 % ABV, 20 IBU)
Boxing Bear's milk stout is a shining example of an American cream stout, so-called because of the addition of non-fermentable lactose—milk sugar— which retains its mild sweetness through fermentation and lends a creamy character to the resulting beer. American stouts are traditionally lighter bodied than their British ancestors and are thus well suited for the addition of an adjunct like lactose, adding texture without creating a monster thick dark beer.
The milk sugar combines with a generous helping of chocolate and caramel malt to bring the beer close to confectionary status without becoming overwhelming. Some chocolate stouts must be rationed like a triple-layer chocolate cake; one glass of Young's Double Chocolate Stout, for example, is sufficient. With any sense, that beer should be delivered to your palate as a finisher, after your main course. Part of what makes Boxing Bear's Chocolate Cream Stout an award-winning beer is its drinkability. It has a medium bodied mouth feel that is textbook American cream stout. Where some chocolate stouts blow the doors off with sweetness and chocolate adjuncts, the Burque-based brewers show restraint. Their measured addition of unprocessed cocoa nibs at the finish adds flavor without dominating the stout's well-balanced character. The result is a brew that some will drink like Guinness (you know, like water) while others will treat their pour as a sophisticated dessert beer. Well done.
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