Friday, February 20, 2009

Unforgettable...

"In every way, And forever more, that's how youll stay...."

I wake up this morning to my sister making me eggs over easy, some nice green tea with honey, a glass of OJ and Jazz pumpin out of the speakers...thanks Sis...The sun is shining and the sky is oh so blue...just a perfect morning to wake up late to...

Why'd I wake up late you ask...I was spending yesterday evening with my boy Sargent for his 30th, drinking fingers of Glen age 12, watching movies and smoking nergileh...oh yeah can't forget the sweet Starbuzz mixture of melon dew and fruit sensation, a few rocks of ice in the base to cool the smoke...puffs oh so nice, it's my wheelhouse...

Wheelhouse you ask? Yeah, Wheelhouse, you know, the baseball hitter's power zone...when he takes it out of the park...nothing like jazz, scotch, some honey battered tobacco, and good friends...that's our wheelhouse...what's yours?



Moral: In a world when nothing is certain, tomorrow's been guaranteed to be bleak, and the light at the end of the tunnel has been turned off to save some extra money (back it up)...Throw back a few Glen and have a few laughs with some old friends...

and remember to Keep Dancin'

Thursday, February 19, 2009

A hero lies in you...

I watch American Idol [insert finger pointing and giggles here] but honestly think about it. Simon, Randy, Paula, Kara and Ryan sit through some of the most painful auditions to work down towards a a few baker's dozens, down to one winner. Well my money this year is going to be on Danny Gokey. To those of you don't watch the show, don't know anything about rising star, he is a 28 year old music teacher who lost his wife to a heart related disease this year! Now he is in the top 36 for American Idol singing pouring his heart out trying to fulfill his dream...

Danny is one of a few favorites I have in this seasons Idol; Alexis Grace and Scott MacIntyre round that off...they put themselves out there and are giving it all they can, some think of it as a glorified karaoke contest, ah well...back to Danny however...he performed Maria Carey's Hero (risky choice) and nailed it, he was in the zone, focused, poised...may as well have just said poignant...I thought the song was fitting for his journey thus far...and the words got me thinking...

"There's a hero
If you look inside your heart
You don't have to be afraid
Of what you are..." -- MC

Nelson Mandela one spoke...."Our deepest fear is not that we are inadequate. Our deepest fear is that we are powerful beyond measure. It is our light, not our darkness, that most frightens us..." (originally written by Marianne Williamson)...

Moral: Bring out your best....



I'm a crime fighting super-hero...and I'll Keep Dancin'

Wednesday, February 18, 2009

Saint

This coming Saturday night a couple of old friends of mine are throwing together an old school house and dance night at Saint in Boston. The proceeds will benefit Amaras (http://www.amarasonline.com/). If you would like to attend the doors will open at 9pm and there is reduced admission before 11:30, no sneakers...

So in preparation for this I have been listening to some of my favorite house and techno tracks. Bumping some classic Bad Boy Bill as he is Live from London is his Behind The Decks set a track like no other just kicked through the speakers. I speak of none other than Necessary Evil by the mastermind himself Armand Van Helden...

I remember one night some friends and I went to see him live at the Paradise Rock Club (the old M80 Eddie K's ex-stomping ground for this wheels of steel) and this man was going to have us tear the roof down by the way he had us moving...I'm sure you have all noticed by now my passion for music and when he kicked this beat for the first time live I swear I jumped so high I could have dunked on Shaq...which I did but that's a blog for another time...In the meantime enjoy the funk...



Moral: Bring your greasy ass down to listen to some dope beats Saturday night and support a good cause...

Keep Dancin'

Tuesday, February 17, 2009

Well, it's a marvelous night...

For a moon dance, with the stars up above in the sky...the classic hit by Van Morrison which was rejuvenated by the edgy Michael Buble was on our minds....my friends and I were on our regular Columbus Day weekend trip to the Chateau Royale on Rue Cresente when the album first hit...we couldn't stop listening to it the whole way up. The entire album is money, Michael Bublé 2003 - by Bublé, check it out...

We pull up to the hotel in the early evening, pick up our bags and head up to our room. Still feelin good from the drive up we take no time to rest. We unpack Mya and start packing her with the usual al-quema's double apple, put a little vodka in the base, some distilled water and a couple of ice cubes. About an hour goes by, we're jammin to more Buble, the balcony is open and air is crisp...a few shots and now we're really feelin good...

So we put the music up and head out onto the balcony. My boy Ziplock decides to kick a beat, Parker follows suit with a few lyrics, Big Z chimes in and I complete the quartet...we start singing along and serenading Rue Cresente with Buble's rendition of Moondance...curtain closes...everyone claps, an encore is requested....the dudes abide...



MICHAEL BUBLE "Moondance" (live)

Moral: Croon til you can't croon no more...

Keep dancin'

Monday, February 16, 2009

It ain't over...

Till the last cup is sunk....The past couple of nights I have played a copious amount of beer pong...literally last night i played ten games alone. Lost all ten, in fact! The recent charge for the game was fueled the other night when I actually started hitting consistent shots for the first time since the 3rd week I started playing the game 4 years ago!

It's been a love hate relationship with me and those pong cups...consistently getting rim jobs (for those of you who's mind is in the gutter, bravo...) I would shoot and the ball would ping off the rim of the cup only to be snatched up by the defensive player of the year down on the other end, David Robinson...

Honestly though, the purpose of pong is to win, right? But what constitutes victory, because when you lose you get crunk, which is probably the goal of the night anyhow, so was I really winning this whole time and didn't know it? I may have just had an epiphany....nah fuck'it...rackem up I'm shootin for the bottom of the cup...



Moral: In the words of the great David Robinson “We had more rain in the past three days than combined in most parts of the state in August and September.” -- MAKE IT RAIN BITCHES, MAKE IT RAIN!

Keep dancin'