What a burden.
First our friend, Ankit and then his friend, S (what is that like Prince, Cher, Madonna…the symbol formerly known as Prince?)….now my friend Tina is thinking of blogging. I’ve always been a leader….
My husband and his best friend, Pete, are having multiple orgasms (and they said men couldn’t have them) because Van Halen is reuniting with Roth for a concert tour starting in May. My husband already packed his suitcase. I can’t say I have ever felt that way about any musical artist. I did love Luther Vandross and saw him in St. Louis (Sinbad opened for him). Before his stroke, he came to NY and I begged my husband to go see him with me…but he is just way too Caucasian to enjoy a gay, black male singing love songs…oh boy that man could sing. Now Luther is gone and I will hold that over my husband’s head for the rest of his life.
At the St. Louis concert, I sat in front of a very, very large lady who kept screaming out “drag me across the floor, Luther”…I’m not sure what that would have done for her – but I know it would have put Luther’s back right out or caused a cardiac episode. That concert, Jackson Browne and Paul Simon — my favorites. I guess, I haven’t really seen too many – I’m afraid to admit – I saw Hank Williams Jr. twice when I was younger….Bocephus…loved him too, saw Alabama (may have been the same concert), saw Tonic at a small club in St. Louis and that is probably it. I love music – don’t love annoying people in bad t-shirts standing in front of me, behind me and around me – singing …I didn’t pay $49.50 to hear bad karaoke.