Join me for BIG DADDY'S CLASSIC ROCK THROWDOWN! Listen live every Wednesday from 9 to 11 PM on http://wildfireradio.com. (But of course it's a podcast so you'll be able to listen to it anytime) This week will be the TEN GREATEST DRUMMING PERFORMANCES OF ALL TIME plus a ton of discussion and extra goodies. BTW, you'll be able to call in to the podcast when you listen online and I encourage you to do so. Don't miss!
I am going to HAWAII! Why don't you come with me? We're gonna cruise the Hawaiian Islands with the Norwegian Cruise Line starting on Sept. 26th. Call YMT TRAVEL at 800-622-7220.
TWO FUNNY PHILLY GUYS with the amazing Joe Conklin & BDG is returning to the Colonial in Phoenixville on Saturday night, March 29th! "Two Beautiful Eagle Girls" Julie Dorenbos & Suzie Celek will be our special guests! For tix go to: http://thecolonialtheatre.com .
RAVINGS FROM A MAN WHO NEVER SLEEPS... 2/10
Here's my February piece from South Jersey Magazine
WHO’S THE CHICK IN THE RED TOP?
(Happy Valentine’s Day)
“Who’s the chick in the red top?” I said to Mouse McCourt. We were at a keg party on 66th St. in Sea Isle City. I think I was there all of two minutes when I first noticed her. She was a gorgeous dark haired knockout with a killer body and one of the most beautiful, classic faces I’ve ever seen. Old-school beautiful. Like Liz Taylor or Ava Gardner. With killer eyes, sexy lips, she also had this tremendous positive energy about her. She really lit up the room. She was the most fun person there. Her name was Debbie.
She knew every word to every song and me being the music freak that I am that was a turn-on also. I moved closer to her. I had to make a move. But what? I wasn’t going to dance. Dancing is cool once you get to know a woman, but nothing can make a lousy first impression like a white guy fast dancing. Asking her for her number was lame. Bring up a movie? “What’s your sign?” Get down on my hands and knees and beg? (Let’s face it guys, that’s what it usually comes down to.)
Then it hit me. I was down the shore. It has an ocean! There’s nothing more romantic. There was a full moon and I used that to my advantage. What woman doesn’t want to gaze out on the sea with a moon shining down on it?
I waited to the gig started to wind down and suggested we stroll up to the surf and chatted her up the whole walk. To make a long story short, I ended up kissing her on the beach that night. It was the greatest kiss of my life and thirty years later she’s now my wife and I haven’t stopped kissing her. Thank you sand. Thank you ocean. Thank you moon. Thank you red top!
People love to digress about how high the divorce rate is and frankly, I believe it’s a miracle it’s not way higher. Over the years, my wife and I have had to make decisions involving the mortgage, car payments, our daughter’s schooling, medical insurance , amongst many other serious decisions.
And all this because she looked tremendous in that red top and I couldn’t wait to get my hands on her. Did I once think about any of those life matters when I was kissing her on the beach? Hell no. It’s amazing how it all works.
“The Odd Couple” has remained such an enduring piece of work because it proves that, leaving love and lust out of it, that it’s virtually impossible to live with someone. Anybody. When your car keys aren’t where you left them, you flip out. When that half a hoagie you hid behind that gallon of milk in the fridge isn’t there, you go ape. On top of all this you have to live with each other every stinkin’ day!
So imagine, we not only expect our spouses to get all these countless tiny details right, we (at lease we men) expect them to be sexual dynamos in the bedroom also. Not too much to expect, eh?
Well, maybe not. How lucky was I? How in God’s name could have I known when I elbowed my buddy Mouse at that party thirty years ago, “Hey, who’s that chick in the red top?” that someday I’d get throat cancer and that very same woman would take care of me every single second of every endless day for months? That she would handle the countless pills and personally administer me three IV’s a day for a hundred days? That she would keep track of the appointments and get me back and forth to the hospital and sit beside me hours on end? How could I have known all that based on how sexy she looked in that red top?
The entire institution of marriage hangs on the thinnest thread. It’s ridiculous. What led me to that party? What led her? The trained professionals who took such great care of me at Jefferson Hospital are just that. Trained professionals. My wife was trained in one area of expertise. Loving me.
And she said to herself that (as hard as this is to believe) that she wanted even more time with me.
More hours on the beach.
More time with our daughters.
More time arguing.
More time just laying around watching movies and eating pizza.
Last year out daughter got married and we went to Alaska and LA for this really cool film festival. This year we’re going to Hawaii and taking more strolls on the sandy beaches of Sea Isle and eating more prime rib sandwiches from Carolina Blue.
So thanks, babe, for being there for me all these years. And thank you for wearing that red top at that party. Love ya!
(Now this article better get me some action!)
Was watching TRUE DETECTIVE & when I turned on the 76ERS it was 52-15!
We are looking for the greatest MLB players by alphabet.
Only one player per letter which is gonna make it real tough. Here's who we have so far...
- Hank Aaron
- Yogi Berra
- Ty Cobb
- Joe DiMaggio
- Dennis Eckersley
- Jimmy Foxx
- Lou Gehrig
- Ricky Henderson
- Monte Irvin
TRIVIA & QUIZZO!
I am hosting a classic rock nite at Parx Casino in Bensalem this Thursday, March 6 at 7 PM with the terrific band WHISKEY GRIN~cool prizes&classic rock trivia.
A BRAND NEW QUIZZO downtown at FOUR FATHERS... 319 Market every Monday night at 8PM!
I'm at Champps in King of Prussia every Wednesday night at from 6:00-830 . Be there or be square!
AND.... I’m back at The Draught House on the Temple campus... Every Thursday at 9 PM!
My daughter Ava is running a Quizzo nite every every Monday at 7:30pm at ROCCO'S in Wilmington! Plus every Tuesday night at Ott's in Delran NJ at 7 PM and Wednesday night at 8PM at PJ WHELIHANS in Haddonfield. That's a busy schedule!
THIS WEEKS TRIVIA WINNER is Thom Rodinsky who knew that Mark Wahlberg gas appeared in more movies than any other rapper.
CHECK THIS OUT!
My intern Brian Finamore (or "Keys") really loves movies and writes about them in a very entertaining fashion. Click here to check him out.
From Bill Matz... the latest Orange Update... Click Here...
HEY! I'M LOOKING FOR ALBUM COVERS. I DON'T CARE ABOUT THE CONDITION OF THE VINYL...
RAVINGS FROM A MAN WHO NEVER SLEEPS... 2/2
Wow! It really was a fantastic 22! I can't believe how much fun I had...Thanks to Frank Devito and all the gang from the Downtowners for putting this really cool thrown together in about three hours...And to James Julia for the hook up-and to Phoenix and the girls from Club Risque... And of course to Chocolate the chicken (and my daughter Ava for keeping him warm and to Joe's Pizza in Mullica Hill for providing him to us)...We will do it all again next year!
JACK OF ALL TRADES is such an underrated Bruce track...
Being that they nominate 10... FRUITVALE STATION should have been nominated... Netflix it....
If you love singing you must watch 20 FEET FROM STARDOM...
Buy coffee to go at StarbucksBucks... red hot... filled to the brim... no lid... When I asked for a lid the asshole says "the lids are over there sir..." There ain't no way there's a human being on earth who would have been able to have carried that burning coffee without spilling it over your hand... I say "that's okay you can put a lid on yourself" and this jerkoff puts a lid on it all the time looking at me like I wanted to have sex with his sister... CHRIST! Does anybody remember when the clerk swiped your credit card for you? WTF!!!
I'd throw my wife in jail but there's not a jail that can hold her...
RAVINGS FROM A MAN WHO NEVER SLEEPS... 1/18
Separated at birth: A young Dean Smith and U2's Bono...
Support our own MAN OVERBOARD-great hooks-terrific band!
DARK KNIGHT RISES opening airplane scene one of best ever... & the bullshit soul-searching prison scenes grind it to a halt...
I feel so good at this moment that no doubt i'll be in jail by morning~counting on you to bail me out...
When did Tom Morello take over the E Street band?!
Call your Mother.... RIGHT NOW!
My daughter Ava dancing on her birthday! Click Here!
From this month’s South Jersey Magazine...
IT DOESN’T HAVE TO BE A SAD DAY!
My wife has been claiming for years that the two saddest days of the year are Labor Day Monday and the day you take down your Christmas decorations. I must admit they rank right up there with another Eagles season ending without a Super Bowl Parade.
But taking down the decorations doesn’t have to be that miserable. Here’s a little secret that I’ll pass along. Take the time to look at each artifact before you pack it and remember where and when you got it. Or who gave to you. There’s a story behind almost each and every one of them if you give it a thought. Let’s begin.
TABLE AND CHAIRS Years ago my wife talked me into buying a huge folding table and eight folding chairs for when we had extra company over. I resisted it at the time and boy was I wrong on this one. We have so many friends and relatives drop by over the season that when we put the table up on Thanksgiving we just leave it up till after New Years Day. My wife puts a red tablecloth over it and the tales that table and chairs could tell. The beers and cookies and jokes and turkey legs and flirting and Cosmos that table handles into the endless hours of the night all tell stories that are, to steal a line from a famous commercial, “priceless.” It was so worth the money. This is the first thing we take down to give us more room as we attack the oncoming chore.
FRAMED ALBUM COVERS I’ve been collecting album covers my entire life and because of that, this chore is mine and mine alone. I frame them and have them strategically hung around the house. I have many in my finished basement. One in each bathroom. Two behind my bar. During the holidays I take all the covers out and replace them with Christmas album covers of which I have sixty one. 61! (Thanks to “Tunes” the greatest record stores in the world, located right here in South Jersey). Stevie Wonder. Johnny Mathis. Mariah Carey. Lou Rawls. Elvis Presley. Frank Sinatra. Toby Keith. The Beach Boys, to name a few of the traditional ones. Then there’s the wackier holiday records that I have stumbled across in my yard sale travels. “Happy Polish Christmas” “Sing Along with Mitch Christmas” “It’s A Mafiosi Christmas.” Then there’s my favorite of them all. “A Christmas Gift For You From Phil Spector.” First of all, it’s the greatest Christmas record of all time, and secondly, it has a version of “Silent Night” that contains a message of peace and love from Mr. Spector who just happens to be in jail for murder at the moment. What really makes this album cover spectacular, however, is that it’s signed by the amazing Darlene Love who sings “Christmas (Baby Please Come Home) on it. Maybe you’ve seen her perform the tune on the Davis Letterman Show over the last couple decades. She performed a concert at the Kimmel with Jerry Blavat a couple years ago and I got to meet her and she signed the cover to my wife. That was cool. Remembering that fun afternoon eases the pain of replacing the holiday covers.
CHRISTMAS CARDS Again, this is my chore. (Notice my wife doesn’t allow me to perform any complicated task) When we get a card, I throw a little tape on the back of it and hang them all around the fireplace. I love getting mail and the holidays are a bonanza for me. Now there’s nothing unique about hanging Christmas cards. Many people have been doing this for years. But it’s what I do after the season that separates me because I have net met anyone else who does this. I collect Christmas cards. Every year when I take the cards down, I put aside the ones that are either particularly funny, beautiful, or in any way unique. Now most years that’s only between five to ten cards at best, but since I’ve been doing this for 30 years, it’s a pretty cool collection. I’ve stored them in these giant Whitman sampler boxes and guests love looking at them. Again, what this does is take what should be a mundane chore and turns it into an in-house art competition. My friend, the great comic Spins Nitely (a Mullica Hill resident) , illustrates and designs a new card every year and I own and cherish all twenty eight years worth. He doesn’t even have them all. Because he has named his “card company” Outhouse, I hang them all in the first floor bathroom and no partygoer ever uses the john without coming out laughing.
KNICKNACKS Now while I’m doing the above, my wife and daughters are carefully wrapping the dozens of framed Christmas family photos and artifacts including this tiny, bald, (no hat) Santa. It lights up and it was my Mother’s and when she passed I immediately claimed it much to the chagrin of my siblings. Tough Turkey. Possession is nine tenths of the law. It fills the room with her loving presence and Chesterfield smoke.
ORNAMENTS Primarily the girl’s job, I usually end up wrapping and putting a few away at the end. So many of them were beautiful and thoughtful gifts. There’s the “Rosebud” sled from Citizen Kane” with a beautiful Christmas rose painted on it that the comic Jimmy Carroll gave to me almost thirty years ago. We were performing together at a comedy club in Richmond which has a majestic art deco theatre called the Byrd that is still showing movies. On a Saturday afternoon I insisted we take in “Citizen Kane” which he had never seen. That Christmas he gave me that sled ornament as a thank you. One year I mentioned on the air how much Kobe Bryant gets on my last nerve and a listener from Merchantville gave me a Kobe Christmas ball. Then there’s the gorgeous Johnny Cash guitar that actually plucks out “Ring of Fire” that my wife just gave me five minutes ago and the hundred of others in between.
TREES Notice I say plural. We put up two huge trees. One is a traditional green one and the other is an artificial white baby. I was watching the movie “Edward Scissorhands” and the family in that flick had a living room dominated by a coolly lit white tree. Then I read Elvis always had a white tree and that was enough for me. We bought it on Rt. 38 in Cherry Hill and when we pulled out of the lot my wife actually went the wrong way on 38 for about a hundred yards. Thankfully no one got hurt, but it’s a story my kids just love retelling.
See? There’s a story behind everything if you just take the time to take a peek into your past before you repack it. I’ve had a fantastic live filled with family, friends, and fun. Next Christmas will be here before you know it and it’ll all be going back up, so take it all in and enjoy every second of it!
RAVINGS FROM A MAN WHO NEVER SLEEPS... 1/12
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