Andy Friedman lives on my planet. I’m glad he’s a fellow citizen. He dropped by, Guild in hand, to share an Oscar night double-bill with Happy Traum at Caffe Lena in Saratoga Springs on Sunday.
The awards kept the crowd thin, but Friedman admitted he wasn’t even aware of the telecast until he arrived in Saratoga Springs, ready to folk.
Friedman is an artist. No, really. His work regularly appears in rags like, um, The New Yorker, and he even offered prints for sale at the Caffe, of jokers like Leonard Cohen, Ralph Stanley and some Dylan cat.