Pardon my paraphrasing and borrowing from a Seinfeld bit, but for the past few months I have really wondered what goes on NJ Transit’s rail operations.

When I began my self-imposed exile to the burbs in June, I found the train to be great.  It was relaxing, I could get through almost two papers, sleep or catch up on some podcasts.  All without the craziness of the PATH trains (for those of you outside the NY Metro, the PATH is how you get from Hoboken/Jersey City/Newark, to Manhattan).

Going in, I always got a seat and in the summer, the trains actually ran on time.  There were some delays when it rained, but it was summer.  The weather was warm, the sun was out, I was enamored with this new mode of transportation, and on some really special occasions, commuting in with a beautiful woman who made my new life so very exciting.

In the fall, I noticed that the trains started to run a little slower. We would wait outside of a place called Secaucus, Native American for “swamps next to Giant’s Stadium,” for what seemed like hours.  Actually, one time, it was an hour.

As autumn passed to winter, I became less happy with NJ Transit rail service.  I was commuting mostly alone now and the waiting in Newark or Secaucus had grown tiresome.  Sleeping was even boring.

Getting home?  How does waiting around for an hour because your last meeting ran long and you missed the train, only to find out that you will wait two hours because of some delay, sound?

When I took the place in beautiful uptown Montclair, I was told the train was a “quick 30 minute ride to Midtown.”  Obviously they meant midtown Secaucus.

This past Monday was President’s Day.  NT Transit decided that you were stupid if you went in to work, even if your office was open.  They ran THREE trains in to Manhattan that cold, rainy morning and THREE trains home.  The last train was at  5:51pm.  I actually laughed at the conductor when he told me that in the morning.  I usually think about leaving work at 6:15ish.  Now I had to be on the last train at ten minutes to six?

Now we arrive at today.  Today we spent our usual 30 minutes in lovely midtown Secaucus.  The announcement was, “Due to congestion, we will be held here for a while…”  I take the train to avoid congestion.

So, if the trains are scheduled to arrive at the station at a certain time, how can there be congestion?

One final note… the actual staff working the trains rock.  The engineers are great and the conductors are all great.  If it weren’t for their patience and sense of humor, I am quite sure there would have been an armed revolt by now.

 

The Annual Music Project: Part IX

Oh my, March is right around the corner and I am only to the M’s!!

I started with Peter Holsapple and Chris Steamey’s Mavericks and I honestly have no idea how I got the album.  I moved next through: Paul McCartneyMcCartney, Eric ClaptonMe & Mr. Johnson, Annie LennoxMedusa, Paul McCartney’s 2007 release Memory Almost Full.  I liked “Biker Like an Icon” better.

I whipped through Merry Mixmas: Christmas Classic Remixed and onto one the final Howlin Wolf collections, Message to the Young.  A lot of people hated this album because it was too psychedelic.  I really enjoy hearing Wolf try something different and take the blues in this direction.

Next up was Beck’s brilliant Midnight Vultures, indie artist Dani LinnetzThe Milk, Joss StoneMind, Body & Soul, Mirrorball by Sarah McLachlan and the latest by Bob DylanModern Times.  The track that stands out for me on this listen is “Someday Baby:”

I’m so hard pressed, my mind tied up in knots
I keep recycling the same old thoughts
Someday baby you ain’t gonna worry po’ me anymore

So many good things in life that I overlooked
I don’t know what to do now, you got me so hooked
Someday baby you ain’t gonna worry po’ me any more

I ran across my alma mater, Verona High School’s 1972 Montreux International Jazz Festival album, The DoorsMorrison Hotel, Motown Remixed, The incredible soundtrack to Mr. & Mrs. Smith, The KinksMuswell Hillbillies, and finished the M’s with Beth Thornley’s My Glass Eye and the stand out “Home by Now:”

Everything you’ve ever done, you’ve done it on your own.
And I guess I know now how to be alone.

I started the N’s with Bob Dylan’s Nashville Skyline, a  tone of mixes from my good friend Nat, then back to Dylan’s New Morning, The KleptonesA Night at the Hip-Hopera.

The Kleptones took a bunch of Queen songs and mashed them against hip hop songs.  It is worth at least four listens minimum.

From hip hop to live Grateful DeadNighfall of Diamonds, which is an official GD release of a show I saw at the NJ Meadowlands in 1989.  I have some fond memories of that night that I actually remember!

I finished the N’s out with Billy Joel’s Nylon Curtain.  This album contains, in my opinion (and isn’t this blog all my opinion anyway), one of the best William Joel songs, “Scandinavian Skies:”

I had originally thought it was a song about WWII, but over the years and many listens realized it’s about a touring band:

The landing gear came down
And touched the Swedish ground
And we were all so paralyzed
On the plane
We were mainly sound and lights
In the veins
We could play the blues all night

Gotta get to work… Happy Listening!

 

The Annual Music Project: Part VIII

In this installment, I continued with the “L’s”: Led Zeppelin’s awesome original boxed set, The BeatlesLet It Be, R.E.M’s divine Life’s Rich Pageant and the last studio release by The Black Crowes, Lions, which featured one of my favorite songs in the last ten years: “Soul Singing:”

Home bound
Tired of tired of running town to town
Tired of my heart turned upside down
Now my lifes a smile not a frown
The sound
The sound

Next we explore some of The Monkees Listen To The Band, boxed set – there are some great songs on these collections, and I don’t care what you say. The Monkees had more talent than all of the 90’s boy bands combined. On this pass a particular song, “You Told Me,” stands out:

I’ve heard things that did not match what you told me.
And of your love that would not last as you told me.
Forwarned is forearmed, it hurts, I’m leaving.
I may be wrong I cant love what I’m just hearing.

Vanessa Peters and Ice Cream On MondaysLitte Films, Bela Fleck& The Flecktones’ Little Worlds, more Black CrowesLive, Sheryl Crow’s Live at Budokan, Jimmy Page and The Black Crowes Live At The Greek and Sheryl Crow’s Live from Central Park filled a wonderful afternoon drive.

Today I pushed through Liz Phair Liz Phair, Diana Krall The Look of Love, The Beatles mashtastic masterpiece Love, Bob Dylan’s Love and Theft and Traffic’s Low Spark of High Heeled Boys and the scathing “Light up Or Leave Me Alone.”:

You walk in my room, you lie in my bed
You open your mouth, shoot someone dead
All of a sudden you’re inside my head
Either light up or leave me alone

I finished the L’s with Lucky Numbers by Frank Sinatra.

And with that I bid you good night.

Happy Listening!