Every day this week, on my way to work, I've walked by the Orpheum Theater, whose marquee announces Lou Reed's upcoming performance. For some reason, this excites me every time I go by. Why is this? I'm not going to see the concert. I don't really want to see the concert. I haven't bought an album of his since
Songs For Drella. It's simply the thought, "Lou Reed is Coming to Town" that thrills me. I wonder if it's the not-so-secret desire to live in New York as opposed to Boston. For one day, Boston will have Lou Reed, not New York! Does Jonathan Richman still live here? He moved years ago, didn't he.