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High and inside
Actress Alyssa Milano has dated Yankees pitcher Carl Pavano and A’s pitcher Barry Zito and now is dating Dodgers ace Brad Penny. Here is a woman who brought new meaning to the term: starting rotation.
Actress Alyssa Milano has dated Yankees pitcher Carl Pavano and A’s pitcher Barry Zito and now is dating Dodgers ace Brad Penny. You know a woman has been dating too many pitchers when she changes her bedroom signs to keep the guy on second from stealing them.
Actress Alyssa Milano has dated Yankees pitcher Carl Pavano and A’s pitcher Barry Zito and now is dating Dodgers ace Brad Penny. And here I thought the ultimate prize for a pitcher was the Cy Young award.
Ahhhhnold
Arnold Schwarzenegger’s Santa Monica restaurant was shut down due to rats and roaches. The problem would have been solved sooner, but Arnold couldn’t pronounce the word: infestation.
Since you asked:
Sorry about the flashing-beads/drunks jokes about New Orleans a few days ago, but, like just about everyone else, I had no idea the extent of the devastation from hurricane Katrina.
My stomach almost turned yesterday when I was watching one of those Access Insider Tonight Entertainment Hollywood shows when they spent the show on how former “Xena, Warrior Princess” star from four years ago, Lucy Lawless, missed a flight and was stranded in a small airport in Louisiana for a few hours after hurricane Katrina.
Sure, thousands died, millions lost their homes and are suffering horribly, but a tragedy doesn’t mean anything in this country until it inconveniences a celebrity. How much money do you want to bet that they do a story on how Katrina effected chef Emerill Lagase? Now, I like Emerill and all, but come on . . .
And we wonder why the rest of the world hates our guts?
Remember the St. Louis flood of 1993? It was bad but nothing like Katrina. Flying to Louisville with a stop in St. Louis that September, I got a chance to see the flood. It was mind numbing to see how vast the damage was. It went for miles and miles. It would be impossible to comprehend the extent of the flooding from hurricane Katrina.
Remember hurricane Gloria in 1985? I was living in New York and they gave everyone about the same warnings that they probably gave the people in New Orleans. Oh, we’ll be fine, we said, and we went to a friend’s ground level apartment and partied Gloria out. Well, I probably would have done the same thing if I lived in New Orleans and right now I would be lucky to be up on the roof waiting for a helicopter ride to a shelter.
On a brighter note:
There are nine types of musicians (includes singers). 9 the ones who flat out can’t play, 8 the ones that can hit the notes but are bad, 7 the ones who are bad but have a song or two they can play OK, 6 the ones who are OK but fall apart from time to time, 5 the ones who are only OK but they are consistently OK, 4 the ones who are good, 3 the ones who are good and can actually get paid to play, 2 the really good who are also hard working pros and play music for a decent to a good living, and, 1 the impossibly god-given talented who still work like crazy and blow people away and make a good to unbelievable living.
What’s the difference? 9 is drunk Karaoke, 8 is a grade school recital, 7 a high school recital, 6 struggling garage bands, 5 dive bar bands, 4 pleasant surprise dive bar band, 3 a decent party band, 2 a top-notch wedding, big party or real big bar band, and finally, the rare and successful 1 who has gold to platinum CDs and sells out medium to big arenas. (Not including boy bands)
Once I played in a band that had a high 2, two 3’s, a 5 and a 7. Guess who the leader of the band was? You got it. The 7. Me on harmonica? Proud to say I made 3 this year. Too lazy and probably not talented enough to try and make it to 2 or even a high 3. The difference, say, between a low two and a high two is traveling or not traveling far to gigs. And 1’s never have to set up their gear. That is huge.
There is a wide range in all of these stages and a gap between the numbers, but there is a huge gap between 1 and 2. One is B.B. King and 2 is Bobby Rush. Bobby Rush is this old school blues harmonica guy coming to town.
Whereas B.B. rides in a luxury tour bus, and would play outside at our San Diego concert venue Humphries, Bobby rides in his own older model beat up R.V. and is playing at the bar at Humphries. You can buy B.B.’s albums anywhere, you can only buy Bobby Rush’s CD’s from his website or at his gigs.
This guy Bobby Rush, is something to watch. Not for folks who like their blues processed. You know how there are some goofy comedians who are funny but you don’t know if they are in on their own joke or not? Like Pauly Shore? Emo Phillips? Bobby Rush is sort of like the blues version of that. Jerry curl hair, wild costumes, hoochy mamma backup singers. But very good, straight up, literally-son-of-preacher-man wild-ass raunchy blues. Might go see him.
High and inside
Actress Alyssa Milano has dated Yankees pitcher Carl Pavano and A’s pitcher Barry Zito and now is dating Dodgers ace Brad Penny. Here is a woman who brought new meaning to the term: starting rotation.
Actress Alyssa Milano has dated Yankees pitcher Carl Pavano and A’s pitcher Barry Zito and now is dating Dodgers ace Brad Penny. You know a woman has been dating too many pitchers when she changes her bedroom signs to keep the guy on second from stealing them.
Actress Alyssa Milano has dated Yankees pitcher Carl Pavano and A’s pitcher Barry Zito and now is dating Dodgers ace Brad Penny. And here I thought the ultimate prize for a pitcher was the Cy Young award.
Ahhhhnold
Arnold Schwarzenegger’s Santa Monica restaurant was shut down due to rats and roaches. The problem would have been solved sooner, but Arnold couldn’t pronounce the word: infestation.
Since you asked:
Sorry about the flashing-beads/drunks jokes about New Orleans a few days ago, but, like just about everyone else, I had no idea the extent of the devastation from hurricane Katrina.
My stomach almost turned yesterday when I was watching one of those Access Insider Tonight Entertainment Hollywood shows when they spent the show on how former “Xena, Warrior Princess” star from four years ago, Lucy Lawless, missed a flight and was stranded in a small airport in Louisiana for a few hours after hurricane Katrina.
Sure, thousands died, millions lost their homes and are suffering horribly, but a tragedy doesn’t mean anything in this country until it inconveniences a celebrity. How much money do you want to bet that they do a story on how Katrina effected chef Emerill Lagase? Now, I like Emerill and all, but come on . . .
And we wonder why the rest of the world hates our guts?
Remember the St. Louis flood of 1993? It was bad but nothing like Katrina. Flying to Louisville with a stop in St. Louis that September, I got a chance to see the flood. It was mind numbing to see how vast the damage was. It went for miles and miles. It would be impossible to comprehend the extent of the flooding from hurricane Katrina.
Remember hurricane Gloria in 1985? I was living in New York and they gave everyone about the same warnings that they probably gave the people in New Orleans. Oh, we’ll be fine, we said, and we went to a friend’s ground level apartment and partied Gloria out. Well, I probably would have done the same thing if I lived in New Orleans and right now I would be lucky to be up on the roof waiting for a helicopter ride to a shelter.
On a brighter note:
There are nine types of musicians (includes singers). 9 the ones who flat out can’t play, 8 the ones that can hit the notes but are bad, 7 the ones who are bad but have a song or two they can play OK, 6 the ones who are OK but fall apart from time to time, 5 the ones who are only OK but they are consistently OK, 4 the ones who are good, 3 the ones who are good and can actually get paid to play, 2 the really good who are also hard working pros and play music for a decent to a good living, and, 1 the impossibly god-given talented who still work like crazy and blow people away and make a good to unbelievable living.
What’s the difference? 9 is drunk Karaoke, 8 is a grade school recital, 7 a high school recital, 6 struggling garage bands, 5 dive bar bands, 4 pleasant surprise dive bar band, 3 a decent party band, 2 a top-notch wedding, big party or real big bar band, and finally, the rare and successful 1 who has gold to platinum CDs and sells out medium to big arenas. (Not including boy bands)
Once I played in a band that had a high 2, two 3’s, a 5 and a 7. Guess who the leader of the band was? You got it. The 7. Me on harmonica? Proud to say I made 3 this year. Too lazy and probably not talented enough to try and make it to 2 or even a high 3. The difference, say, between a low two and a high two is traveling or not traveling far to gigs. And 1’s never have to set up their gear. That is huge.
There is a wide range in all of these stages and a gap between the numbers, but there is a huge gap between 1 and 2. One is B.B. King and 2 is Bobby Rush. Bobby Rush is this old school blues harmonica guy coming to town.
Whereas B.B. rides in a luxury tour bus, and would play outside at our San Diego concert venue Humphries, Bobby rides in his own older model beat up R.V. and is playing at the bar at Humphries. You can buy B.B.’s albums anywhere, you can only buy Bobby Rush’s CD’s from his website or at his gigs.
This guy Bobby Rush, is something to watch. Not for folks who like their blues processed. You know how there are some goofy comedians who are funny but you don’t know if they are in on their own joke or not? Like Pauly Shore? Emo Phillips? Bobby Rush is sort of like the blues version of that. Jerry curl hair, wild costumes, hoochy mamma backup singers. But very good, straight up, literally-son-of-preacher-man wild-ass raunchy blues. Might go see him.
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