June 10, 2012
A possible 2-roda day, and there is a bit of sun in the sky as I wake up so it looks like the outdoor roda @ Praca Sao Salvador will happen. I pack up my bandolim, amp, music, stand, etc. and grab a taxi over. Sure enough everyone is just setting up, and they’re really glad to welcome me back. It’s been a long while since I played here, and realizing that I am struck by how much better my fixed knee is working. Readers of my blog longterm will remember it’s just a year since I got my knee replaced– damaged in a car accident in my youth. At the time they said that recovery would be 3-months to crutch/cane-free, 6-months to normal walking, and then a year until I didn’t think about it any more. The surgery plus the statewide shape-up program I participated in from mid-February through mid-May has me back in Rio leaner and fitter than ever before. And that adds to my stmina for fun. We play music, trying to ignore the light rain as it begins, as we are sheltered by a tree. A friend plops his Flamengo baseball hat on my head (question– is it still a baseball hat if it’s for a futebol team?) to protect me. But soon we have to run for cover. But not to despair– the husband of the event organizer, Ana, arrives with a tent and soon, fortified by a caipirinha break, we begin again. Afterwards I stop at home to drop off my amp and take the metro to Ipanema for the Forte Copacabana roda, a set group of musicians that I am always welcome to join. I get to hear Romulo playing his new baritone sax for the first time, and trade melodies with the marvelous Bia on her clarinet. Afterwards we go out for pizza and a beer in an oceanside cafe. I am hopeful that the “red skies at night sailors’ delight” motto is true, and holds out hope for a rain-free day tomorrow.