Archive for the ‘ Rock Tales (Music) ’ Category
Every year, I try to put together fun events around my birthday to distract myself from paying attention to how old I am. The run for this year was as follows: Thursday “day of” girls dinner at Hatfield’s. Friday dinner at Hungry Cat, then stumble over to Henry Fonda Music Box for the moe. show. [ READ MORE ]
I’ve been on the master cleanse for the past 10 days. I do it every January. I still go out, I still do stuff sober and hungry. I just haven’t had any good stories this week. I went to the mint twice. Once for Pimps of Joytime and another for Stanton’s show. It’s not that [ READ MORE ]
We all have our favorite magical venues. On the other hand, there are the nightmare venues only offering memories of terrible nights and bad energy experiences. The Hollywood Palladium holds the prize for worst venue in LA. After two tries, both rendering it Sketchville, USA, I swore I’d never go back. In 1999, my dear [ READ MORE ]
Since the TV fall premieres are taking over my social life, I’m adding a post from the past. Here’s a story I had sent my girlfriends this past March. Friday night I wound up at Brooklyn Bowl for the Derek/Susan Bowlive sit-in. As one would expect, mama was accompanied by an icy cold glass of [ READ MORE ]
For the life of me, I couldn’t fall asleep last Friday night. I had just rocked out to the Sister Sparrow and Orgone sets at Sullivan Hall and decided to head home at around 1:30am to make sure I got a decent amount of sleep. There was not an available taxi in sight in the [ READ MORE ]
My favorite time of day is called “The Magic Hour,” (aka The Golden Hour for its photographic offerings). It’s the hour right before sunset (so about the last hour of daylight.) The sun is low and lights up the air with warm orange tones. I originally thought of calling it “The Laughternoon” because it was [ READ MORE ]
Tonight was Herbie Hancock‘s 70th bday. Minutes before hearing this news I had turned to Beansie and said, “Man, Herbie’s looking good!” “How old is he?” asked Beansie. “I don’t know, but he’s basically looked the same for the past thirty years.” “I want a sip of whatever water he’s drinking!” soon became my facebook [ READ MORE ]
There are a few things I always keep in my purse, (aka my pocket book; Hi, I’m from NY). Some are none of your business (see future post on why it’s unacceptable to ever go through a woman’s purse…). Others include but not limited to: lip balm (preferably Jack Black), hand wipes (EO Lavender ones [ READ MORE ]
This isn’t exactly food, booze, or music related, but it’s too good not to post. I also realize that I’ll probably have more dating scenarios to share so I’ve decided to extend Cocktails into Cock Tales and include men in that category. We’ll also give it to music since I mention a few shows on [ READ MORE ]
I’m a lucky lady. I have a fantastic Wednesday night summer 2010 routine. 6:00pm – Beansie leaves work and packs the car with fresh tomatoes from the possum proof garden, wine, and other goodies. 6:30pm – Beansie picks up Home Fry and they leave the west side. 7:00pm – Beansie and Home Fry grab me [ READ MORE ]
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