Tonight, my son Aaron and I are going to see Steely Dan in concert.
(YouTube video found here)
That image — which I found (thanks to a Google Image search) here and which is part of the documentation of a logical, painstaking, and amazing quest by Bob Egan of PopSpots to find the NYC location for the Steely Dan “Pretzel Logic” album cover — reminds me of things I try to capture with the pictures I show you in my blog, like these I took yesterday (as I thought about the words “Pretzel Logic”):
Was my connection between Bob Egan’s photo and my photos logical or illogical?
Was it twisted like a pretzel?
Was it untwisted like a pretzel?
I just found out that April 26 is National Pretzel Day.
Aaron and I have been hearing Steely Dan music — through the pretzel-y shapes of our outer and inner ears — for many years. (43* for me, 16 for him). The first concert Aaron went to was Steely Dan, when he was about three years old (if my twist-and-turn-y memory serves me correctly).
Was it logical or illogical for me to write that last sentence, considering I went to a Pat Metheny concert when I was pregnant with Aaron?
Sometimes, when I make plans to attend a concert, I lose track of the time. For example, I scheduled Aaron getting all four twisty wisdom teeth removed today, before I realized, last weekend, that the Steely Dan concert was on the same date.
I wonder how logical/illogical Donald Fagen and Walter Becker — the founding and enduring members of Steely Dan — will be tonight?
Maybe they’ll serve pretzels at the concert!!**
Thanks to Donald Fagen, Walter Becker, Bob Egan, Phil David Fine, Wen-Ti Tisen, and Aaron; to Wild Willy’s in Watertown Massachusetts USA (for the frappe and the cowboy mural); to people who try to capture the logical and the illogical; and to you — of course! — for making your pretzel-y way here, today.
* Actually, 42 years of listening to Steely Dan for me, but who’s counting?
** My enthusiasm there wasn’t exactly logical. I never buy pretzels.