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Two weeks ago I submitted a query on Facebook’s “I Remember Elmhurst” page. I asked members of the group to “Name a regret (slight or serious) they had from their high school days.

Over the next week there were plenty of responses, some folks with minor issues, some with more serious thoughts. I didn’t tally them up but many people regretted not taking their studies seriously enough when at York or Immaculate Conception High School.  A few noted they got more dedicated about their learning when eventually getting to post high school classes, a few of whom entered college in their late 20’s and early 30’s to further their careers.  Better late than never, right?

The other bulk answer was the regret of being too shy or lacking confidence to do any of the following: Join the drama club, play sports, get more involved with after school activities and of course the reticence to not pursue romantic interests.  When reading those regrets I thought it would be a good primer for teens who are about to enter high school or are in the midst of their four years right now.

As far as my regrets, I had just three.

Regret #1. Not taking Spanish classes. When I was at York (1975-1979) I didn’t give taking a foreign language a second thought. However if I had known that twenty years later there would be such an increase of Hispanic speaking citizens, I DEFINITELY would have learned the language.  In my teaching career, there have even been a few jobs I did not apply for because they wanted someone who had a Spanish speaking background.

Regret #2.  Not learning how to play the guitar.  As a lifelong music lover and occasional warbler of songs, playing a six string acoustic is something I should have pursued.  Being able to strum out the chords to the Eagles’ “Take it Easy” and The Who’s “Substitute” would’ve led me into some interesting situations. I sometimes joke that if guitar playing was my thing in high school I might’ve ended up blowing off college for awhile and played in rock and country bar bands.  That could’ve been pretty cool!  Country star Brad Paisley has often said his grandfather told him if he learned how to play the guitar he would NEVER be alone, even when by himself.  Right now during this pandemic, boy do I get that! Truth be told I do own an acoustic guitar and am slowly learning basic chords from online tutorials, but it would’ve been better to learn as a teen.  

Regret #3. Not asking more girls out during my four years of high school. While at York, I put on an outgoing and sometimes over confident front with my peers. However, deep down like most guys, when it came to making moves on girls, I was a wuss. Me and my friends were interested in girls but slow to get out of the gate.  We were, as Bob Seger sang in “Night Moves”, ‘Working on mysteries without any clues.’  There were a couple of lasses who I asked out and was politely shot down. That wasn’t the end of the world but those rejections, gentle as they were, tempered my eagerness to ask others to see a movie or go to a dance.  As a junior, I ended up dating a girl a year older than me who I worked with at White Castle.  Even when she went away to college downstate we stayed in touch and saw each other occasionally.  Trust me, when it came to the opposite sex, 90% of my male classmates were in the same ‘slow lane’ that I loafed in.  And I bet had I learned how to play guitar back then, I would’ve garnered more interest from the ladies.  Fortunately, like with most of us, things with the opposite sex got better as I grew up.  Although my standard joke is, “I’ve dated my share of women…  It’s just that my share is so little.”  

So there you have my high school ‘woulda, coulda, shouldas.’ Nothing too awful there and my lacking guitar skills is something I’m currently working on.  No matter what, my four years at York were a blast. From sophomore year on I played for the Dukes baseball team, I was a three year staff writer for the yearbook, worked at White Castle, hung out with loads of friends from most circles or cliques and went to more fun and sometimes crazy parties than I can count. And I sure had a blast doing it all!

So my advice to those in or about to enter high school anywhere would be:

1. Learn to speak fluent Spanish, it will help you in the future.
2. Whatever urge or interest you have in music or the arts, be sure to pursue it while you’re young.
3. And that girl or guy who you are interested in? By all means, make it known and give it a shot.

You only have one four year set of high school years, make the most of them and as the Nike slogan says, “Just do it.”    Class dismissed.

Next Blog- A triple play of underappreciated songs.

Years ago Sammy Llanas wrote the Bo Deans song “Naked” where he sang- ‘I’ve been around the block and I’ve done some things that I ain’t so very proud of.”

We’ve all been in that “shouldn’t have done that” boat; sometimes for minor things, sometimes for stuff more serious.  So here’s another round of “Have You Evers” to ponder.  So be honest, keep track of how many of these sins you’ve committed and no looking at your neighbor’s answers.

HAVE YOU EVER…

BEEN STRANDED BECAUSE YOUR CAR RAN OUT OF GAS?

BLOWN OFF A TOLL?

HAD SEX WITH YOUR EX? (Spouse or former boyfriend/girlfriend)?

WELCHED ON A BET?

BEEN THE UGLY DRUNK AT A SOCIAL EVENT?

HAVE YOU EVER…

BEEN AT SOMEONE’S HOUSE AND SNOOPED IN THEIR MEDICINE CABINET?

DINED AND DASHED?

SEXTED SOMEONE?

GAMBLED ON A FART AND LOST?

LOCKED YOUR KEYS IN YOUR CAR?

HAVE YOU EVER…

SPREAD A RUMOR ABOUT SOMEONE YOU KNEW WAS NOT TRUE?

MOONED OR FLASHED SOMEONE?

HAD SOMEONE WHO WAS YOUR REGULAR ‘BOOTY CALL’?

PUT A DENT IN SOMEONE’S PARKED CAR AND NOT LEFT A NOTE?

BEEN ONE HALF OF ‘THAT COUPLE’ MAKING OUT AT A PARTY THAT EVERYONE TALKED ABOUT?

HAVE YOU EVER…

HIT ON A FRIEND OR CO-WORKER’S SPOUSE/SIGNIFICANT OTHER?

BOUNCED A CHECK?

HAD SEX WITH A BOSS OR CLIENT TO ADVANCE YOUR CAREER?

‘GHOSTED’ SOMEONE YOU WERE IN A RELATIONSHIP WITH?

EGGED SOMEONE’S HOUSE?

FULL DISCLOSURE– I can answer “YES” to 12 of these 20 items. Which 12 I’ve done goes with me to the grave.  Sorry.

NEXT BLOG:  Regrets?  I’ve had a few.

Last week Melissa Etheridge was set to play Waukegan’s Genesee Theater but that bastard Coronavirus postponed the gig.  So I thought I’d share some memories of the first time I saw the Kansas born rocker in concert.

As passionate as Melissa Etheridge’s recorded music is, you really have to see her live to get the full appreciation of her talents. I’ve been to several of her shows over the years and admire what an intense performer she is.  There’s a real ‘love it live’ thing going on with her fans.  I’ve seen this mutual bond over the years but the most memorable exchange occurred during a 1992 concert at the Chicago Theatre.  Melissa’s “Never Enough” CD was her most recent and both old and new songs were well received.

That night during a break between songs, a fan sitting a few rows from the stage called out to Melissa and offered her something.  As security let the woman get to the front row she handed the star an authentic Chicago Policeman’s leather jacket, complete with the real patches and tags.  Melissa was surprised at the offering and asked twice if the jacket was really for her.  It was and you could tell she was genuinely touched by this present.  The whole theater cheered and it was a cool moment.  I shared that tale with a friend of mine who promoted for Ms. Etheridge’s label. Years later he brought up the jacket story to her and Melissa lit up saying it was the coolest gift she ever got from one of her fans.

One other highlight that night was at show’s end.  Melissa saved one of her early hits “Bring Me Some Water” as a final serving. Coming out with her twelve string acoustic guitar she held it high above her head with both hands like it was Excalibur.  The crowd screamed its approval of this cool pose, then Melissa gave a sly grin and launched into the unmistakable opening chords that got the place jumping as one.  Then she started with those well known lyrics, “Tonight I feel so weak, but all in love is fair…”

So if you ever get to see a Melissa in the future, you’re in for an evening of great music and a rowdy ass time.  And if you ever want to bring her a cool gift than can top that leather Chicago Police officer’s jacket, good luck!

NEXT BLOG- A New Round of “Have You Ever.”

Country music was and always will be my first love. My parents listened to Hank Williams, Buck Owens & Johnny Cash records when I was very young and I happily took to it. The honest soul baring that happens in Country songs is what always gets to me.

With that said, Country singer-songwriter Jessi Alexander has a new record “Decatur County Red” that was just released and is definitely worth checking out.  Jessi has written songs for Black Shelton, Trisha Yearwood & Little Big Town. She also co-wrote Miley Cyrus’ top 5 hit “The Climb” and the heart tugging “I Drive Your Truck” which went to number one for Lee Brice. 

Alexander’s husband is Nashville song man and singer Jon Randall. With Bill Anderson, Randall co-wrote the Brad Paisley hit “Whiskey Lullaby” among others. Needless to say Jessi and Jon’s marriage is loaded with song power!

So we travel on to “Decatur County Red.” The lead single “Mama Drank” is SO fitting for our current Coronavirus infected lifestyle which has shut us down fast. People are out of work or struggling to work and keeping their heads above water during the most uncertain of times while trying to stay healthy.  And yes, men too can relate to “Mama Drank.”  The best tie-in to today’s happenings is found in these words:

“HOLDING IT TOGETHER HOPING WORSE GETS BETTER AND THERE’S STILL MONEY IN THE BANK, NOW I KNOW WHY MY MAMA DRANK“

The title track “Decatur County Red” is another as “country” a song as you can get and I’m just starting to delve into the rest of the record.  Recently, Alexander told Billboard magazine, “All the songs are a really good representation of who I am, but the title track is autobiographical. Those words, every single word is true. It doesn’t just encapsulate the music that I grew up around, it also encapsulates the people that I was raised around,” she says. “I hope that when people hear that they feel West Tennessee, they feel the people I was raised around, things I saw, the music I heard, the food I tasted. I feel like all the songs do a little bit of that, but that one especially is so me.”

So if you need some comfort in these weird and unpredictable times, you’ll find it in the authentic country found in Jessi Alexander’s single “Mama Drank” and her album “Decatur County Red.”

NEXT BLOG– Remembering a great Melissa Etheridge concert.

Every once in awhile a concert gets a performance from an artist or band that blows everyone else away and steals the show from all the other acts who played that night.  I’ve seen some of these things happen and my favorite went down during the Dave Edmunds Rock N Roll Revue Tour of 1990.  I was a big fan of Edmunds and the whole English contingent of rockers like him including Nick Lowe and Elvis Costello.  For his revue tour, Edmunds was to play in a multi-act line-up along with famed pub rocker Graham Parker, Fabulous Thunderbirds lead singer Kim Wilson and Dion Di Mucci of Dion and the Belmonts fame.  Di Mucci might have seemed like an odd choice to be part of this particular group of singers except that Edmunds had produced Dion’s latest album titled “Yo Frankie” which was released the year before.

I met up with several friends outside the Riviera for this Saturday night show and told them I could not wait to see how Dion would play with the fans.  The 60’s pop singer seemed to be the odd man out in this line-up of players.  I was way into the “Yo Frankie” album and heard at least three songs that could be released as singles from it.  Besides all these acts, the backing band included the legendary Steve Cropper guitarist for the Stax records house band, Booker T and the MGs. The Miami Horns were also part of this band. 

Dave Edmunds played host/emcee and opened the show with a smattering of his songs like the horn backed retro rocker “Closer to the Flame” and “I Knew the Bride When She Used to Rock and Roll”, which was written by Nick Lowe. (By the way, Lowe always noted “I Knew the Bride” borrowed heavily from Chuck Berry’s “You Never Can Tell” but that’s a story for another day.) Next up was Kim Wilson, minus the Fabulous Thunderbirds but still soulful with his rocking blues singing to songs like Sam & Dave’s “Wrap It Up” and the top 40 hit song “Tough Enough.”  Wilson doesn’t look like your typical rocking lead singer but he makes any song sound hip and cool and lit up the ladies in the crowd too with his voice and confident swagger.

 Third in the line-up was Graham Parker who unlike Edmunds, I had never seen live before.  I liked his pop sensibilities and phrasing and the crowd was into his bite on “Local Girls” and “Under the Mask of Happiness.”  The latter song coming from an album with the great title, “The Mona Lisa’s Sister.”  Parker wasn’t touring with his old backing band the Rumour or The Shot but his voice goes well with whoever is playing with him.

Batting clean-up and boy did he clean up this night, was Dion Di Mucci. Dion got a nice opening reception from the crowd as he thumped out the new song “King of the New York Streets.”  It’s kind of a streetwise updated version of his past hit “The Wanderer.” Dion then segued into “Written on the Subway Wall” which was the lead single from “Yo Frankie.”  These songs were not hits but for at least this night, everyone in the Riviera went nuts for them. Good songs are good songs no matter if they’re familiar or not. I looked up a review of this show from the Chicago Tribune’s Greg Kot who wrote Dion looked “ill at ease” when playing these new cuts but I didn’t see that.  I saw a veteran performer standing up tall to show his new musical wares. Interesting how perceptions can vary.

After the new material was covered, Dion rolled into his past hit “Ruby Baby.” That was followed by the familiar but always fun “Runaround Sue” which got everyone in the place to join in on the “hey, hey, whoa whoa ohh” singing. Dion walked out “The Wanderer” and then came the best song scene of the night as he started up the folk hit “Abraham, Martin and John.”  Dave Edmunds and Graham Parker each took a verse after Dion, all of them stepping up to the same microphone.  This was one of those “Wow, ain’t that cool” extra special moments you don’t see in most shows.  From that point on, Dion DiMucci owned the night as the surprise show stealing star. 

Edmunds returned to round out the show with cuts like the Springsteen penned “From Small Things, Big Things One Day Come”, “I Hear You Knockin” and the revved up “Crawling from the Wreckage.”  Otis Redding’s “Dock of the Bay” was covered then the whole group of singers came out to close things with the Little Richard oldie “Keep a Knockin”.  This almost three hour concert with more than thirty songs played was finally done.  Four singers played their best with one guy shining just a bit brighter than the others.  Dion might have sung “King of the New York Streets” but that night at the Riviera Theatre, he was king of the Chicago Streets.       

NEXT BLOG: The passion of a Melissa Etheridge concert!

“…and somewhere in the darkness, the gambler he broke even but in his final words I found an ace that I could keep.”

Country singer Kenny Rogers has died at the age of 81.  This celebrity passing hits me kind of hard. The reason for this is during my years of producing morning radio at country radio powerhouse US*99 I had a few memorable encounters with Kenny Rogers and he was always a pleasure. A true gentleman and good fun too.

First off, my brother from another mother Bobbo had a brush with greatness involving Kenny Rogers years ago at the recently closed Pheasant Run Resort.  Bobbo and his wife Tammi went to one of Kenny’s famed Christmas concerts there and somehow he got recruited with other fans to be part of a song onstage! If I remember the way Bobbo told it to me, it was during a run through of “The Twelve Days of Christmas.”  That was a fun night for Bobbo and Tammi. I always remember what a big deal Rogers’ annual concerts at Pheasant Run were.

My first time talking with Kenny Rogers was in the spring of 1999 when his baseball themed song “The Greatest” was on the country music charts.  US*99 had that tune in heavy rotation and while on the phone setting up to talk to morning hosts Ramblin’ Ray Stevens and Trish Biondo, Kenny was so friendly and cordial with me.  I felt an instant comfort just in my quick chat with him. On the air with Ray & Trish he was aces too.

Fast forward about two months later when the Chicago Cubs promotions office called asking me to assist in putting together their annual Country Music Night at Wrigley Field.  The year before, we helped the Cubs land Martina McBride and Little Jimmy Dickens to be guests for the Country night and they sang the 7^th inning stretch of “Take Me Out to The Ballgame.”  I remember how cute Martina looked in her Cubs jersey, but that’s a story for another day.

This time around I told Cubs PR man Joe Rios that Kenny Rogers’ current hit “The Greatest” and its baseball tie in would be perfect for their event. Rios agreed and I played matchmaker between the Cubs and Kenny’s management team. Within a day the plan and scheduling was a done deal. Kenny would play a pre-game concert and was also set to sing the 7^th inning stretch. 

US*99 gave away tickets for that game and my efforts were rewarded with good seats for my mother and I.  Before the concert I got to visit the night’s big attraction in the bowels of Wrigley Field and he could not have been nicer.  I would guess other baseball teams were working in appearances for Rogers and his recent hit but he made it seem like this was the biggest deal in the world.  Kenny knew I was the conduit that helped coordinate this event and his gratitude was obvious and genuine.

Several months later in early 2000 we had Kenny Rogers as an in studio guest and despite so many years in the business his enthusiasm for the work he did was still strong.  He shared great stories with us, had fond words about his longtime pal Dolly Parton and proved to be what I call a “Money in the bank” guest. 

It was during this visit that Kenny learned morning co-host Trish Biondo was engaged to be married later in the year.  On the air he advised us that you don’t tell the bride to be “Congratulations”, you tell her “Good Luck.”  Later after the interview my comment to Kenny on that directive was, “You’ve been married five times, so if ANYONE would know the protocol…”  He laughed heartily at my observation.  Ever since that day, I’ve often tried to tell others about the proper thing to tell a prospective bride.

One more note on Kenny Rogers.  In 2002 he released a fine story song titled “Harder Cards.”  The single only made the top 50 on the Country charts but it deserved a better fate than that.  Collin Raye also covered this song but Kenny Rogers’ version was better. Even before Kenny’s passing I’ve been planning to incorporate that song into a short story idea.  When that comes to fruition, I’ll let you know.

Rest in Peace Kenny Rogers and thanks for all the years of great music and memories. 

NEXT BLOG- Remembering a great concert from 1990.

Note: This blog has been scrubbed, scoured and deemed Coronavirus free.  (Whew!)

Last month social media jumped all over the “Broom Standing Challenge” where folks were using their balancing skills to have a house broom stand upright on its bristles.  There was talk that NASA engineers claimed this balancing act could only happen on February 10^th and it had to do with the earth’s gravitational pull.  Of course this was a complete farce, a canard and silly folklore. Because of its low center of gravity, you can balance a broom on its bristles at any time. Nevertheless, the standing brooms on their bristles pictures and videos ‘swept’ the country. 

So looking at the calendar this coming week, we have St. Patrick’s Day and the first day of spring approaching.   Both of these dates bring me back to scams we used to pull when I was executive producing for Robert Murphy at WKQX FM/ Q-101.  Harmless pranks but ones that still crack me up to this day.

A WEE IRISH LIE

While all St. Patrick’s Day parades around the country have been cancelled due to the Coronavirus scare, I still can think back to some fun we had on the radio when the Irish holiday would happen.

Every St. Patrick’s day, The Murphy in the Morning Show would offer listeners chances to call in for backstage passes to Chicago’s St. Patrick’s Parade. As soon as the morning show faithful heard the term “Backstage passes” they’d blaze up the phone lines, looking to score their parade privileges. Murf would put some of these folks on the air and let em know what they won.  Then a little later he’d cop to the fact that there is no such thing as backstage passes to the parade.    

EGG ON THEIR FACES

A few days later, we pulled the annual Vernal Equinox scam on our listeners.  There’s an urban legend that says at a specific hour on the first day of spring you could balance an egg on one of its short narrow ends.  Something about the gravitational pull with the change of seasons was part of the story in this bogus fact.

Robert agreed to twist up the urban legend and told listeners that at a certain time in the morning you could hold a regular egg above your head, drop it straight down to the floor and it wouldn’t break.  “Go ahead, now’s the time, start dropping eggs” Murf would say, “Get ready to see those eggs NOT break!”  

A few minutes later we’d get phone calls from morning listeners.  “My egg broke!”  “What’s going on?”  “Am I doing this right?”  We heard eggs break on the floor while curious people were on the phone asking for help.  One person said they had half a dozen broken eggs to clean off their kitchen floor.  At some point, a listener or two who “got it” and understood our prank would call in. They’d be laughing and would ask Murf, “Why are you torturing these people?”

So come the Vernal Equinox, don’t let anyone snow you with how an egg can be balanced on its short side, and for God’s sake don’t let some wacky radio guy tell you to drop some eggs to the floor because they won’t break.

NEXT BLOG: Remembering a great concert from 1990.

This week’s blog is dedicated to anyone over the age of 50.

MEET THE NEW BACHELOR:  JERRY  ATRIC

The producers of The Bachelor are casting for a ‘Senior Citizens’ version of the show.  The minimum age for participants will be 65.  Maybe dinners can be held during the Early Bird Specials at Applebees, hot dates could include staying home watching reruns of “Matlock” and the elderly participants can play games like “Guess What I Forgot?” 

And if you think Al Flash and I are already working on a music video parody for this new ‘old bachelor’ show, you would be correct!

THE JOYS OF GRANDPARENTHOOD-

As the years roll on, many of my married friends’ kids have grown up and are now having kids of their own. It sounds hard to believe but the same maniac pals I grew up with or worked with years ago are now GRANDPARENTS!  In my younger days I thought of grandparents as being old, gray and, well you know the rest.  This is not the case and every one of my friends (female and male) love their new roles as Grandpa, Grandma, Papa, Nonnie, Nana, etc.  It’s a real kick for them and their love and devotion to their kids’ kids is really fun to witness. 

Me? I’m still looking for the woman I want being the woman who wants me. Until then, I’ll do like Neil Diamond and remain a ‘Solitary Man.’

SAY ‘HEY’ TO THE GRAY!

Years ago, when gray hair first started sneaking into my beard and on my head it freaked me out.  Am I getting old too soon?  What’s the deal here?  But I learned to embrace the gray.  I’m not vain enough to color my hair and it’s interesting to watch the evolution of a new look.  Truth be told, I’m just happy to still have most of my hair.  Many men my age cannot say the same thing. 

Bear in mind there’s no shame on the women who color their tresses but I work with a couple of teachers who let their gray in and these ladies look good with it. Seventy something Paul McCartney finally tossed out his coloring rinse so did Jon Bon Jovi and actress Jamie Lee Curtis. Emmylou Harris has been gray for many years and looks stunning with it. Recently, Sharon Osborne ditched her red dye number 1 hair color and Jane Fonda just transitioned to her natural gray. (Although both Sharon and Jane’s faces has been resurfaced more times than the ice at the United Center) 

I saw recent pics of Sylvester Stallone who stopped coloring his hair shoe polish black and looks much more natural with the lighter tones on his noggin. Finally there’s disgraced Illinois governor and just sprung jailbird Rod Blagojevich; apparently his prison commissary didn’t sell hair dye and he’s all gray, almost white actually.  So gray is O.K. and we should be good with that sentiment.

NEXT BLOG: Calendar events that inspired radio pranks.

I have plenty of memories to share from my days in radio and seeing great live concerts.  Here’s just a small sampling.

DECEMBER 1982- THE WHO-ROSEMONT HORIZON (now called Allstate Arena)

 Friends and I were sitting in the first row of the upper level right behind the stage and pretty much on top of the band as they played.  Perched there, we enjoyed pretty much the same view out to the crowd as Pete Townshend and company had.  So The Who is wrapping up “Baba O’Riley,” their third song of the night with lead singer Roger Daltrey huffing and puffing on his harmonica, Townshend on his Fender Telecaster and John Entwistle thundering on bass guitar.  “Baba” rolls to its close, the crowd goes nuts and Daltrey in the midst of the applause, gives an underhand toss of his harmonica to a young woman a couple rows away from the front of the stage.  She catches it and from our view we spy her priceless reaction to landing the harmonica.  Clutching it firmly, her face was beaming and streaming tears of excitement.  It was a really cool moment and my friends and I kept commenting on how this fan will never forget such a special night!

Fast forward five and a half years.  I was producing the Miller and Howell Morning Show at 105.9 FM, Chicago’s classic rock station WCKG.  It was summertime and we were hosting a nighttime listener party on a large passenger boat cruise on Lake Michigan.  John Howell’s band was playing, everyone who won passes to the party was dancing and the drinks were flowing.   Between band sets, I was talking to a couple of female listeners about music and concerts when one of them shared the story of the time she scored a great keepsake at a Who concert back in December of 1982.  You guessed it! This woman was the same fan who caught Daltrey’s harmonica after he rocked out “Baba O’Riley!”  I laughed and told her where I was when that happened and how my friends and I noted her priceless reaction to that happening.  That was quite a coincidence to meet up with that particular fan, years later and have her recall such a cool incident.

 Like comedian Steven Wright once said, “It’s a small world…But I still wouldn’t want to have to paint it.”

OCTOBER 1991 JOHN MELLENCAMP AT THE RIVIERA THEATER

At the time I was executive producing the Murphy in the Morning Show at WKQX, Q-101.  John Mellencamp was a guest on the show one Friday morning and he talked up his new single “Get a Leg Up” from the just released “Whenever We Wanted” album.   So after his visit with us, word got out that Mellencamp and his whole band would be the “surprise” opening act for his record label mates, Material Issue that night at the Riviera Theater.  I was lined up a pass for the gig and sat in the first row of the balcony’s reserved section.  The house lights went down, the place was packed guts to butts and the Indiana born rocker’s band took the stage.  The next sound we heard was drummer Kenny Aronoff as he gave a few stick taps to his cowbell.  I immediately thought, ‘That sounds like the opening to “Honky Tonk Woman.”  Sure enough more drumbeats followed and the whole band joined in with their parts.  Next, out strolls John Mellencamp, lit cigarette in hand and he grabbed the microphone to sing “I met a gin soaked barroom queen in Memphis.”  The whole theater exploded with roars as we were treated to a searing cover of a rock classic!  Lisa Germano’s fiddle gave the tune a great twang and it may be the best show opening song I’ve ever witnessed.  During his forty minute set Mellencamp ran through some of his hits including the new cut “Get a Leg Up” and he added another cool cover, Free’s “Alright Now.”  The set ended with “Pink Houses” which blew the roof off the joint.  

After a short intermission, Material Issue played their show.  Two songs in, lead singer Jim Ellison asked what the crowd thought of that opening act.  Everyone shouted their approval and Jim dryly said he’d put in a good word for Mellencamp and see if he could land the guy a record deal.      

FEBRUARY 1993 THE BO DEANS AT THE VIC THEATER

The BoDeans were playing a three night stand at The Vic and I was at the first two concerts.  The band was working on new material and near the end of their show we got to hear two of those fresh tracks. The first was a rowdy stomp that had Sammy Llanas singing, playing his guitar and having to blow out some notes on a harmonica.  Llanas didn’t have a harp holster strapped to his neck so a stagehand came out on cue to hold the harmonica to the microphone while he did his thing.  Despite being an unknown song, the crowd went nuts for it. That tune was “Closer to Free” which was on their album “Go Slow Down” and became the theme for the TV series “Party of Five.”

The second new song was a frantic rocker and I remember the chorus Llanas belted out was something about “Lay down, lay down and feed the fire.”  This was another tune I wanted to know more about and when “Go Slow Down” came out, we got to hear more of the sexual innuendos of the song “Feed the Fire.”  Later that fall, the BoDeans would perform that cut on Late Show With David Letterman.  It was their best ever live performances on TV as Sammy and partner Kurt Neuman melded so well with Paul Schaefer and Letterman’s great band of players.

So that’s just a few of my favorite live music memories and I have more to get into down the line. 

NEXT WEEK’S BLOG: For those over the age of 50.

Got a few things on my mind this week so let’s get to them…

A couple of yuks I recently wrote and posted on Facebook that went over well.

**The computer guy who created ‘Copy & Paste’ has died.  I guess that now switches him to Control-Alt-Delete.

**Short Movie Plots- “Superman”- Undocumented immigrant saves America.

Someone’s knockin’ at the door-

Back during the past Christmas holiday season we saw many news stories of how Ring doorbell cameras recorded porch pirates stealing boxes that were delivered to homes.  It made me think of how if only those video doorbells were around back in 1994 we’d have definitive proof of who killed O.J. Simpson’s ex-wife Nicole and her friend Ron Goldman.  (although I think most of believe O.J. was the knife wielding culprit)

Needy or not?

I’m on Twitter and it’s nice to get re-tweets and reactions from those who I follow and those who follow me.  I’ve gotten replies from numerous local media personalities and even stars like Clint Black and Tanya Tucker. 

However when someone likes your tweet the heart emoji pops up and it seems to be a bit forward and kind of needy.  I wish the heart logo could be traded out for a simple check mark or a thumbs-up.

Turn the other cheek-

While not a huge fan of tattoos, (once a sign of individualistic rebellion, now a confirmation of lemming like complicity) I don’t rail too hard on them.  It’s your body, do what you want. However, I draw the line (pardon the pun) with this trend of tats on the face.  Sure, idiots like rappers Tekashi 6ix9ine and goofy Post Malone have wrecked their mugs with ink but now its fringe celebs like actress Amanda Bynes and Presley Gerber (son of model Cindy Crawford) who are going in for tattooed faces.  Gerber had the word ‘misunderstood’ permanently stamped on his cheek.  Presley, you WERE misunderstood but now we get it, you’re an attention starved over privileged idiot with too much time on your hands.

Dope on the Pope-

I’ve been enjoying the HBO’s series “The New Pope” which is a continuation of 2016’s “The Young Pope” which starred Jude Law.  This season it’s John Malkovich playing the pontiff while Law’s character is in a hopeless coma, and it’s pretty wild watching.  I mean for a fictional show about the inner workings of the Holy Vatican, I’m sure seeing plenty of naked women and sexual situations.  Guest stars have included sexy siren Sharon Stone and there was even an episode where Goth shock rocker Marilyn Manson visits with the Pope.  At least with Sharon, she remembered to have on underwear as opposed to her infamous scene in “Basic Instinct.”  

Mc Millions, I’m lovin’ it!

Another fun watch on HBO is the six part documentary “Mc Millions.” This series uncovers the way the FBI busted the 1990’s cheating scandal happening with the Mc Donald’s ‘Monopoly’ games.  The actual agents involved in the crime solving are shown describing all that went down in their operation. One of the agents, Doug Matthews, is really funny in re-telling many of the facets of the feds’ investigation. “Mc Millions” also brings us real life video and audio highlights of the scam and I look forward to every new installment of the story.

Hello not so nice kitty!

Finally, if you’re on Facebook, Instagram or Twitter you’ve probably seen memes featuring a pure white cat with a pretty snotty or angry look on his or puss. And there’s usually some wise-ass comment from the kitty.  This feline cracks me up.  For the record, I’ve owned two all white kitties (Prissy & Dudley) and both of them were as sweet as pie. 

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