Check YO Bucket!

I am addicted.
A friend of mine played me Paul Cebar and the Milwaukeeans live and I was hooked. Done gone hooked.
They remind me of the wonderful days of One World, but this guy is off the hook.

The song "Check Your Bucket" - Anyone that can juxtapose an old dance hall tune- turning into a funk classic that rivals George Clinton - with "Sexual Healing" and The Staples Singers'
"I'll Take You There" has got my props. And anyone that can turn Leonard Cohen's "Dance Me To The End Of Love" to a samba has won my heart.

So plan to see him at the end of the month and this same friend told him about me... maybe thinking we could get the man booked for a gig in Northern Sconny... and well, maybe let a chick sing back up on one or two.
I'm game

And I'll let you know. Too cool...

WHATEVER!

Yep... whatever.
I'm feeling like I'm in a bit of a flux again. Too much work, not enough sleep, too many things I'd rather be doing... You know the routine.
Things have gotten to the point that I KNOW I've been drinking too much coffee and am so tired that in the last 10 days, I"ve fallen asleep with the lights on. YES, I just roll over away from the lamp thinking that it will be off. Then I wake up and the light is on and I look at the clock and I think... this isn't good.
I'll get through this week and I know I'll be just fine. Then Spring will happen soon and things will be just fine. Its been a long winter. Its been hard - and fattening. But all will be well.
Happy Spring.

Sunday Night Guilty Pleasure!

Sundays are wonderful days. I usually have them off. I catch up on things, do laundry, clean, stay in sweats all day long... take a hot bath

and on Saturday, the mailman delivers my NEW YORKER

Now, What would I...being in Wisconsin... want to read the New Yorker.

Well, reading the CITY PAGES has got to be too depressing. I live 1.5 hours from the city and finding out about far too many things happening and not being able to be there got to be far too sad...

so reading the New Yorker keeps me "happening" but not depressed

Tonight I read about Van Morrison being in a bar (very much like the Joynt) talking about roots rock n roll. I read about Lily Allen. Last week, it was about Beyonce or Bon Iver or John Irving or just about any topic....
I know what is happening on Broadway and what is in books and movies.

And I don't feel bad. It's like its so far away that I don't feel bad.So.... I like my Sunday nights with the New Yorker. I feel so much like a Hipster, but yet still myself.

Ahh...

One Class act!

It's Miss Mim's birthday very soon.

This girl somehow manages to hang with so many musicians. This pic was from the Varsity theatre... Ben Kweller and the Watson twins

Ben sat down beside her and put his head on her shoulder. Yep... and the Watson Twins think shes cute.
I think that too.
But she has a knack for hanging with the musicians...

Wonder if she can hook me up with some Leonard Cohen tix and a chat with the man
Love you baybee sister and happy birthday real soon!

Gotta love the PBR and the throne

Expanding one's Vocabulary

I howled with laughter on this one. www.marriedtothesea.com

Thank you, Molly for sending me to this site. The folks that do this are twisted. Just like me.

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