Hanging with TJ

Friday night, I went to happy hour with Glender and TJ. Last week we all went to the comedy club, Witz End, for some live comedy. After drinks and some bar food, TJ and I went down to the little bar he frequents, Red's Pub. We spent the rest of the evening and some of the early morning there, shooting pool with a really cute machinist who taught me quite a bit about pool and even let me win while he was teaching me. TJ played some too (he didn't let me win, but I didn't expect it either). All in all, a good night. And TJ had some advice for me about my machinist which I will refrain from posting here, suffice it to say it was graphic and lewd (and just a bit funny).

Tonight TJ and I went to E-Town with the North Mississippi Allstars. We had fun at the taping; TJ hadn't been to an E-Town show before (not that Glender and I hadn't been trying to ask him for the last two years) and he enjoyed himself. The music rocked the house, and the cute young audio guy, Steve, had a good night as well (he's got nice hands).

On the bus ride up, TJ told me his current gal, who had declined to join him at E-Town, had called this afternoon. She got upset when she heard that 'a friend from work' was going with him and proceeded to grill him about me, was I a woman, did I have a boyfriend, did I think it was a date. He answered noncommittally on all but the first and it just upset her. Now, TJ and I have been co-workers for nearly 3 years, and friends for the last 2. He's cute and fun but we're co-workers. Not going there.

But I still told him, "Of course it's a date."

Bands on the Bricks

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Last night a friend and I went to Bands on the Bricks in Boulder. Onda played two sets of Latin rhythms and melodies between 7 and 9pm.

We had a lot of fun checking out the dancers, moms & dads with their kids, smiling couples, teenagers, and independent spirits. I admit, I was snarky at times, what with a fashion faux pas or twelve. There was one guy with a shirt of little skulls and a giant neon yellow skull on the back. Maybe it was just too busy for me, but wow. One free spirit showed more skin than probably truly necessary, but she certainly was enjoying herself. One guy wore Wolverine on his shirt. That was cool.

I loved watching the hairstyles, on ladies or gentlemen, and got a few interesting shots. We did see some punks at the end of the night, but it was too dark to catch the shot so far away. One kid had a periwinkle Mohawk in big spikes. "

To tell the truth, live music really makes me happy. Occasionally it makes me a bit nostalgic; last night I thought of two years ago in August when I last saw my favorite band outside under the Boulder sky. Onda's music was similar, and the crowd seemed nearly as excited. I smiled and turned my camera back on the dancing fools before me and after a moment, joined them.

Last Dance

Thursday and Friday night Cabaret Diosa played their 'last shows ever on Earth' at the Boulder Theater. This year's Halloween theme was Willy Juanka and the Cha Cha Factory.

Many of the old songs came out for one last time. Tonight You Will Be Mine, Banana Rum, Hat's on Fire, Baby Wants to Mambo, Mambo Verde and Mambo Cave all brought back memories and got me dancing.

It's strange to think it's over. After 11 years of playing (I 'discovered' them about halfway through their run) the band decided to go their separate ways.

I'm happy for them. They got to go out in grand Cabaret Disoa style, with good hair and great music surrounded by devoted fans who all left wanting more.

Juan Del Queso told us that The New Electric Eden isn't a physical place; it is in our hearts and minds and we can go back any time we want. Pablo de Gallo reminded me that There is a place that you can go to dance where the music always plays.

I believe them.

!All Hail the Mighty Mambo!

Punk Rock 101

Before the Get Happy Tour concert tonight, I met Girlzoot at Brothers BBQ on Washington and 6th Avenue. My KC Brisket tickled my tastebuds greatly, and the sweet bbq sauce tasted just fine. We talked, and listened as we finished our tasty meals.

After finding a good spot to park by Charlie's, we wandered across the street to get our tickets at will call and stand in line. While getting the tickets, we watched some of the members of the various bands (mostly the folks from Bowling for Soup) cross Colfax with a darling french bulldog named Sherman (which GZ found out later). At previous concerts, I have always delighted in seeing part or all of the band before the show.

While we waited in line, Mitch joined us. It really made me happy that the three of us could get together for the concert. While we have kept up in various ways over the last year since Kerri's funeral, it felt good to all be together.

Once inside the Ogden, I noticed that the upstairs had expanded quite a bit, and had wings coming out toward the stage along the walls. It took a few minutes to register this, seeing as I hadn't been in the theatre for a couple of years.

Since this was a 16+ show, we had to prove our age to get up to the balcony where the drinks were. Our tight neon orange bracelets made quite a fashion statement, going very well with our Batgirl and Tinkerbell t-shirts (can you guess which was mine?)

We had a few drinks and I made some impromptu earplugs (so out of practice). Before the show we got in some chatting and talking and laughed quite a bit.

Four bands performed, Army of Freshman, Punchline, Lucky Boys Confusion, and Bowling for Soup. Though I didn't know anything of the first 3 bands but Girlzoot's good word, after they finished, I discovered I definitely like their music. We bought a Lucky Boys Confusion EP for $5, and I now have three albums in my iTunes shopping cart. And I'm looking forward to the new BFS album coming in November *whoot*

The Bowling for Soup set had a total of one song I didn't know, which in itself was awesome, but they also played every song I wanted to hear (Surf Colorado, Ohio, 1985, Two Seater, Girl All the Bad Guys Want, Punk Rock 101, The Last Rock Show, Get Happy). I'm going to be buzzing on this for a while.

Thanks Mitch and Girlzoot for coming out! I had a great time and we should do it again soon (or something like it).

Whooo hooo!

Legendary 4 Nikators

I missed Tuesday! What was I doing that I missed Tuesday; I was on such a roll!

Oh, I worked late and got a haircut... so I got home late from that and went pretty much to bed.

Tonight Glender and I went to see the Legendary 4 Nikators at Bands on the Bricks in front of the Boulder Court House. It was fun, I got to dance, and sing, to 50's 60's and 70's dance music, be loud and generally make a fool of myself (which I am wont to do when left to my own devices). Glender had a good time out on the dance floor while I mostly stayed to the side, behind the speakers where it was slightly less loud. The band had fun and they had several members (bass, guitar, two keyboards, and sax, plus female lead vocals and lots of guest musicians and singers).

People watching at these events is always a hoot. The couple next to me was fun. The gentleman wanted to stay to the end, while the lady kept trying to get him to leave for the last half of the show. At one point he asked if I had a dollar and as I don't generally carry cash, I couldn't oblige him. Anyway, at one point he and his ladyfriend (wife, girlfriend, lover, I didn't ask) were smoking a hand rolled cigarette of unknown origin. I don't recall sensing any extra-legal materials burning, but I could have missed it easily...

Neways, it's off to bed for this tired dancing fool.

Dallas TX

I just got back to Colorado after a week training on our new platform's accounting system. While I was there, I saw my best friend from high school and college, who I haven't seen in over 2 years since she moved to Texas. Instead of boring and long evenings at the hotel, I was treated to her charming company and whisked away from the mundane every evening.

My favorite evening was Wednesday night we saw Star Wars Episode III. We sat in the air-conditioned silence of a mostly empty theatre as the epic drew itself to a close and whispered back and forth about plot and our thoughts. Afterwards, we even talked about it over dinner at Firewater, a bar and grill close by. While we were eating possibly the worst meal ever (definitely the worst on the trip) some music came on over in the bar area. We finished what we could of the meal (and sent back the bad, colored vodka disguised as a Cosmo) and went to check out the music and discovered it was a live band playing.

Outside there was a large porch area with a bar and a bandstand. Bad Karma, a four (sometimes five) man band from Ft Worth, was belting out covers to songs from the 80s to today that sounded as good as the originals, with great flair and gusto. We stayed to the end of the second of three sets and ended up on stage dancing and singing to Mustang Sally with the band. That was fun.

Afterward, during the set break, I asked the bassist if they had any cds - he said no, they mostly did covers, and I told him that they sounded really good, just like the originals they were emulating. (besides Mustang Sally, my favorite was The Georgia Satalites Keep Your Hands to Yourself). He got us cards and said to check out the website (which we were already planning on doing). Before we left, he came back and said they were playing Friday night in Ft Worth. Which was a real bummer, seeing as my plane ticket was for Friday afternoon. Altia was all ready to follow them the next night, damn our current plans.

The next time I'm in Dallas, I'm definitely checking out Bad Karma's schedule... it was a lot of fun (and did I mention that the lead singer was hot? Altia said that she thought that he would be more Girlzoot's type... he reminded me vaguely of BNL's Steven Page.) I think I'll forgo local offerings for a chain that night... just to be safe.

So the training was ok; I did learn some things. The company, however, was stellar. I had such a good time, getting back to the hotel progressively later (oooh, the last night was after midnight - ok after 1 am... hehe) The one thing I regret was we didn't get a picture together of us. I forgot my camera every night except the last and it just didn't work out... But I have lovely memories :) And a small Texas State flag blowing in the imaginary Texas wind.

Evening out

Last night I took my mother to Barry Manilow's 2004 One More Night Tour. He was fabulous. He made us laugh, he made me cry, it was truly a night to remember.

I intend to put a bit more up about this, but right now I'm pretty tired and needing to write and sleep. Mostly sleep. Ah, but Barry puts on such a good show...