Four songs each due to the limited patronage at Raffs and we debuted new material. The lighting was darker than usual but the vocals could be heard without a lot of background noise.
Sharing Me With You
- ECagelove
- Amsterdam, New York, United States
- May 10, 2010 my RCA (right coronary artery) was blocked and I experienced a heart attack two days before my 49th birthday. Now I can add CAD to my list of living with diseases. Life is to short, it's time to live it. Sharing my escapades and life lessons.
Tuesday, November 30, 2010
Karaoke @ JJ Rafferty's after Thanks Giving
The Takia Fredward Show. Rafferty's was rather empty Friday, November, 26, 2010. John, the Karaoke DJ thought it was due to the shopping frenzy and people not wanting to stop. Everyone looks for the deals on "Black Friday". Who coined that phrase? In my opinion; the pushing, shoving, trampling, and false advertising isn't worth forsaking one's sanity just to get a deal. I'm just saying.
Four songs each due to the limited patronage at Raffs and we debuted new material. The lighting was darker than usual but the vocals could be heard without a lot of background noise.
Four songs each due to the limited patronage at Raffs and we debuted new material. The lighting was darker than usual but the vocals could be heard without a lot of background noise.
Wednesday, November 10, 2010
Garry
Continued from October 12, 2010
We spent the rest of the evening getting to know one another. What an unlikely pair to be so engrossed in the corner of a bar; an African American and a Skinhead. Yes! I said a skinhead with a swastika patch, confederate flag, bomber jacket, bald head, tattoos, and combat boots. That is why I don’t judge on appearances, les I be judged. He does not fit the stereotype. In fact he is rather sweet and a self proclaimed “good skinhead”. The opposing attraction was magnetic and the cousins noticed it at Rafferty’s. My girls are very observant and could tell I was beside myself. It’s difficult for me to hide my emotions when I’m enthralled with someone from my heart.
Well, I’ve said it and he will probably read it. Garry shouldn’t be surprised since I have not hidden my feelings towards him. The most I can hope for is a wonderful friendship and that will have to suffice. Good friends are hard to find and I think I have found one in Garry.
Roots of the Skinhead
We spent the rest of the evening getting to know one another. What an unlikely pair to be so engrossed in the corner of a bar; an African American and a Skinhead. Yes! I said a skinhead with a swastika patch, confederate flag, bomber jacket, bald head, tattoos, and combat boots. That is why I don’t judge on appearances, les I be judged. He does not fit the stereotype. In fact he is rather sweet and a self proclaimed “good skinhead”. The opposing attraction was magnetic and the cousins noticed it at Rafferty’s. My girls are very observant and could tell I was beside myself. It’s difficult for me to hide my emotions when I’m enthralled with someone from my heart.
Well, I’ve said it and he will probably read it. Garry shouldn’t be surprised since I have not hidden my feelings towards him. The most I can hope for is a wonderful friendship and that will have to suffice. Good friends are hard to find and I think I have found one in Garry.
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Roots of the Skinhead
Thursday, October 14, 2010
The Matriarch's 84th Birthday
We celebrated my Great Aunt's 84th birthday on Friday, October 8, 2010 at JJ Rafferty's.
Tuesday, October 12, 2010
Garry
Continued from September 19, 2010
To get away from the tired drag show, I went out to the dimly lit patio and sat down at a table in the corner which was an advantageous point to observe the characters. I enjoy people watching and giggling to myself it's better than the "Big Gay Sketch Show" on Logo. While watching the children perform, I noticed this shaved head, suspender wearing masculine dude come out to the patio and select a seat near the back wall. I couldn't help but notice the black boots with white laces. I've always wanted a pair of boots like that. His swagger exuded confidence and the sideburns and tatts just topped off the entire look which made me tingle with excitement.
Oh, I hope he notices me I thought to myself as I stole glances in his direction. I found out later that he was stealing glances at me as well. I'm so oblivious to being cruised and most of the time I miss out on a connection since I'm not confident enough to make the first move. A simple hello, how are you would suffice but I can't seem to get up the nerve to make the first contact. I sat and drank my Cabernet and began to laugh out loud at the entertainment. Mr. Boots seized the opportunity to get up from his chair and interject funny comments into the conversation that we were obviously eavesdropping on. Wow, good looking and a sense of humor. Show me more dude. That he did. He asked if he could join me at my table and of course I said yes.
(To be continued...)
To get away from the tired drag show, I went out to the dimly lit patio and sat down at a table in the corner which was an advantageous point to observe the characters. I enjoy people watching and giggling to myself it's better than the "Big Gay Sketch Show" on Logo. While watching the children perform, I noticed this shaved head, suspender wearing masculine dude come out to the patio and select a seat near the back wall. I couldn't help but notice the black boots with white laces. I've always wanted a pair of boots like that. His swagger exuded confidence and the sideburns and tatts just topped off the entire look which made me tingle with excitement.
Oh, I hope he notices me I thought to myself as I stole glances in his direction. I found out later that he was stealing glances at me as well. I'm so oblivious to being cruised and most of the time I miss out on a connection since I'm not confident enough to make the first move. A simple hello, how are you would suffice but I can't seem to get up the nerve to make the first contact. I sat and drank my Cabernet and began to laugh out loud at the entertainment. Mr. Boots seized the opportunity to get up from his chair and interject funny comments into the conversation that we were obviously eavesdropping on. Wow, good looking and a sense of humor. Show me more dude. That he did. He asked if he could join me at my table and of course I said yes.
(To be continued...)
Sunday, September 19, 2010
JJ Raferty's
Karaoke night at JJ Rafferty’s Friday, September 10th was a mini concert for me. The girls couldn’t make it and I had invited Garry who I met last Saturday at Rocks. I went to Rocks after attending “That 70’s Float” boat ride.
The boat ride was a class reunion type of event for the classes of the ‘70’s. I had a great time on the boat ride. They had Karaoke and I just had to sing. I was honored when Dick and Katie Holmes indicated that they have been following my blog and enjoyed my writing. When Lisa Connors and Bev Clementie arrived, I was overjoyed. I didn’t bring a date and was there alone and even though it was the classes of the 70’s, I barely knew anyone or should I say, recognize anyone.
That is I didn’t recognize anyone from the days at High School, but I did recognize a few of the older classmen from the watering holes in the area. Not going to out anyone, it’s their business but let’s just say there were a few uncomfortable men on the boat ride. Dudes, your secret is safe with me. We’ll just have a few giggles about the situation the next time we see each other outside a WHS event.
After the event, I went to Rocks. I was still energized from the dancing and singing on the boat and I didn’t want the evening to end. I hadn’t been to Rocks since March and I was surprised to see that they had done some remodeling. They must have purchased the building next door since there was an opening in the wall that led to a large dance floor with a stage in front of it. Whatta’ ya’ know, there was a drag show going on. OK, this should be fun. I always get a kick out of the tired (poor) performances by the local drag talent. They are hilarious. The Drag Queens in Albany really need to DVR Ru Pauls Drag Race on Logo. Maybe they can pick up some tips on how to be a drag performer. Even better a more convincing drag performer. Instead they look like men dressed up for Halloween. The illusion is totally lost on these pathetic wannabees. A few dance lessons wouldn’t hurt either. I guess I’m spoiled by the professionalism of the NYC, Atlanta, Las Vegas, and even Buffalo drag performers who could and do pass as women during the day. They’ve honed their craft and their lip sinking is on point. Their drag (costume) is professionally made. I swear they must have designers working with them.
Surprisingly, the show was actually good. I figured they must have imported some real talent since this was and AIDS fundraiser. I found out during the week at work that the “Old Girls” were performing from a co-worker who was a performer. He informed me that they were working a deal with the Rock’s ownership to have special event nights on Saturdays and the AIDs fundraiser was the first of many to come. He also informed me that the Sunday night show was poorly organized and the performers were the “Young Girls” with no talent. So, it wasn’t just me. What a relief, I thought I was becoming jaded.
OK, so I threw the name Garry out there and just left it dangling in the air. Curious, aren’t you. Well, he’s married (partnered) for seventeen years. Get this; his partner’s name is Eddie. What a coincidence…
(to be continued)
The boat ride was a class reunion type of event for the classes of the ‘70’s. I had a great time on the boat ride. They had Karaoke and I just had to sing. I was honored when Dick and Katie Holmes indicated that they have been following my blog and enjoyed my writing. When Lisa Connors and Bev Clementie arrived, I was overjoyed. I didn’t bring a date and was there alone and even though it was the classes of the 70’s, I barely knew anyone or should I say, recognize anyone.
That is I didn’t recognize anyone from the days at High School, but I did recognize a few of the older classmen from the watering holes in the area. Not going to out anyone, it’s their business but let’s just say there were a few uncomfortable men on the boat ride. Dudes, your secret is safe with me. We’ll just have a few giggles about the situation the next time we see each other outside a WHS event.
After the event, I went to Rocks. I was still energized from the dancing and singing on the boat and I didn’t want the evening to end. I hadn’t been to Rocks since March and I was surprised to see that they had done some remodeling. They must have purchased the building next door since there was an opening in the wall that led to a large dance floor with a stage in front of it. Whatta’ ya’ know, there was a drag show going on. OK, this should be fun. I always get a kick out of the tired (poor) performances by the local drag talent. They are hilarious. The Drag Queens in Albany really need to DVR Ru Pauls Drag Race on Logo. Maybe they can pick up some tips on how to be a drag performer. Even better a more convincing drag performer. Instead they look like men dressed up for Halloween. The illusion is totally lost on these pathetic wannabees. A few dance lessons wouldn’t hurt either. I guess I’m spoiled by the professionalism of the NYC, Atlanta, Las Vegas, and even Buffalo drag performers who could and do pass as women during the day. They’ve honed their craft and their lip sinking is on point. Their drag (costume) is professionally made. I swear they must have designers working with them.
Surprisingly, the show was actually good. I figured they must have imported some real talent since this was and AIDS fundraiser. I found out during the week at work that the “Old Girls” were performing from a co-worker who was a performer. He informed me that they were working a deal with the Rock’s ownership to have special event nights on Saturdays and the AIDs fundraiser was the first of many to come. He also informed me that the Sunday night show was poorly organized and the performers were the “Young Girls” with no talent. So, it wasn’t just me. What a relief, I thought I was becoming jaded.
OK, so I threw the name Garry out there and just left it dangling in the air. Curious, aren’t you. Well, he’s married (partnered) for seventeen years. Get this; his partner’s name is Eddie. What a coincidence…
(to be continued)
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