With nary a plan in sight for the weekend, it is always full, and yet there are many other things on my list i would have liked to do (soccer matches at Reliant, Carolyn Wonderland friday, party saturday, birthday celebration saturday…) but there’s only one of me. Continue reading
For those young un’s out there who weren’t out seeing live music in Houston in 1991 (When the likes of Banana Blender Surprise could be seen at Pig Live), there was a local band called The Missiles. They were best known for a song called Can’t get no respect from the Public News. Charlie, the singer/bassist was having a public war with the now defunct but once dominant entertainment weekly. (Charlie is now playing bass for Jesse Dayton)
But I recalled another song on their Atomic Fireball CD which, while written a while ago, is actually Sam‘s theme some. I Wanna be a Sex God.[mp3] Because that’s what being a Rock God is really all about. And it’s nice and guitar heavy, so I know he and Dekan will like it.
As a side note, Bob Hewett, John DeVenezia and I were at the CD release for this at Fitzgerald’s. We were thrashing about the floor, as we were want to do at the time. They had extra tables set a bit close to the stage. One woman was annoyed, I guess at the fact that we were enjoying the music in a way she wasn’t. John accidentally or deliberately, who’s to say, bumped her table. In two seconds she upended her bottle and was yelling at John. The bouncer came over from the top of the stairs in no time flat, and I’m thinking “great, we’re gonna get booted out of here for pissing off some friend/family of the band”. The bouncer grabbed her by the arm and said “let’s go lady”.
After the show he commented to us, “that woman handled that bottle like she was raised at Gilley’s.” Ahh, good times.
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My favorite thing about the party is all the various people who don’t know each other, meeting and having discussions.
99.9% of the people I know, and that others know and invite, are smart interesting (mostly beautiful – not talking about appearance) people. When they cross pollinate, meeting people they should have already known (and for the past few years – run into people they knew but haven’t seen in ages) it’s a wonderful thing.
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Saturday Evening, I was sitting in the skyview bar of the new Hilton Hotel in downtown Houston (24th floor) with Allen Hill. Just musing on the fact that My Sister and nieces were at the Nutcracker ballet earlier in the day. My mom was at a show at the Verison Theater, and I was attending the Bill White Reception in the 4th floor ballroom.
Downtown is once again a happening place.
I ended up at M bar later that night. Interesting for half an hour, but I was happy to leave.
Spent the whole morning and afternoon at the swap-n-bop at the Continental Club in nearby Midtown. Great weather outside (a bit cold, but nice and sunny). Got to show many people the new Charley’s Big Top Lounge. It was interesting to get different people’s reactions. All liked it, but what elements they noticed and commented on was interesting to hear.
I haven’t road tripped in a while, and haven’t made it to any UTexas games in Austin all year, so I finally decided late friday that I’d hit the road saturday morning to Austin. I haven’t been on the road on game day in a very long time (I usually go in friday night if not earlier). I haven’t seen all the oranged and longhorned cars in caravan from Houston to Austin in a while.
Stayed with Bob & Cristen, and went to their place in NW Austin about 1 pm. We soon left for the Tialgate – in a parking garage to fend off the weather. Unfortunately, a pinched nerve (sleeping wrong?) kept getting worse throughout the afternoon, so I spent the rest of the day is sharp pain. Though beer did a decent job of muscle relaxing.
Since so many people enjoyed the last one, here’s the actual confection….
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