The Colorado Blues Society had their big board meeting Sunday, followed by a Memphis Three Jam, starting with John Alex Mason, then Lionel Young, with the Erica Brown Band taking it home. All the way home. Then the shit got crazy.
First of all, I was one of only about three people in the house without musical talent, so the stage got really crowded. Jill Watkins, Rex Peoples, Dan Treanor, Jerry Deall, Mark Diamond, Jay Forrest, Randall DubisÖIíve to stop now, Iím getting woozy. The exquisite Mr. Willie Houston was also there, but tragically he declined Ericaís invitation to join them. He was there to be awed like the rest of us. And he was. He told me so. The afternoon and evening portrayed unlimited marketing for the Colorado Blues Society. Annual membership is only $20, and if this is how they throw a party, itís well beyond worth the cost! As a matter of fact, the more members, the more parties. JOIN!
The event opened with the exceptionally talented John Alex Masonís inaugural performance at the Outlook. Rather than bore you with my own personal amazement, I urge you to check his schedule. Frequently. And then go and hear him. And read his bio; heís an extraordinary young man. http://www.johnalexmason.com/bio.html
After that riveting set, during which John Alex brought up Lionel for a little fun, Brian Elliott, the CBS President, introduced Lionel, who brought his Memphis plaque for us to see, and then treated us to a fantastic set (even if he did forget the words to one of own new songsÖ). He never disappoints.
Then Dan had the great idea of asking Erica to turn the second half of her set into a jam. She happily consented, and thatís when the myriad aforementioned talents started tag-teaming each other. What an unbelievable jam. Truly unbelievable. And then, Lionel and Mark took to the stage for the regular blues jam, and it started all over again! Some days I think I may be one of the luckiest people alive. Ok, actually, pretty much all days I feel that way, but Sunday was off the charts.
And if all that werenít enough, I received this email from The Delicious Ms. Brown (anyone starting to notice that Iím really trying to make that moniker stick?):
Many kudos to ALL of you for one of the most enjoyable events in what seems to be a year of enjoyable events!! The music was just stellar and I really had a blast! We must do this again sometime!!!...E
Yes, Ms. Delicious, we MUST do it again sometime. Soon. How about the weekend of April 11th and 12th? I hear someone really fantastic will be in townÖ
On to Saturday. Ok, now I know Iíve mentioned a time or two that Iíve been planning on taking a very special pair of Italian stockings out of semi-retirement for the Jason Ricci and New Blood gig this Saturday. Problem. Ok, not so much a problem as a dilemma. You see, last week I received a package chock-full of new leg wear (they are not exactly doing what you would call ďstockingsĒ this year) from Italy. Well, more specifically, from my mother, the sainted woman who lives in Venice and who keeps a constant vigil over the ever-changing fashion scene in Europe, with particular emphasis on Italian leg wear, and then makes fabulous purchases for me so that I can maintain the style of my European upbringing (I have to make this sound as exalted as possible, because when you see her latest purchase for me this weekend, you might wonder if sheís lost her mind. Or at least forgotten my age).
There were several pairs in the package, but one in particular has her energized. Before I received the package, she described them to me over the phone. I will only tell you this: She said, ďThink David Bowieís Ziggy Stardust phase.Ē What?! Ok, now in all fairness, the woman has lived in Europe for the better part of 4 decades; however, she has in fact been to Boulder and seen the ďfashion senseĒ that so exists. She calls it ďSierra Club meets abject boredom.Ē I canít fault her there. I can however give her a plug while Iím on the subject: Life With A View: A Turkish Quest, by Toni Sepeda. What is that? Itís her latest literary offering on sale at amazon.com, a fantastic and very funny narration of the ten years it took to build the summer house on the Black Sea in Turkey, a country in which I lived during many of my formative years. Oh yeah, and Iím in it.
[EDITORíS NOTE TO HONEY: Please stop with the shameless plugs for your motherís book].
[HONEYíS NOTE TO EDITOR: Shut up! More book sales for her, more stockings for me]. Hereís a nice review: http://tinyurl.com/yw4mcg
So, I waited with great anticipation as to the visual representation of the verbal description. Well, they do NOT disappoint. However, upon first glance, I thought ďnot in Boulder.Ē Then I tried them on. I HAVE TO WEAR THEM, AND I CANíT WAIT UNTIL MY NEXT NYC OR PARIS TRIP!!! They are outrageous, and as such, the Jason Ricci and New Blood gig is pretty much the only event that could handle these wild things. If even then. So, consider yourselves warned. Now, letís hope I donít chicken out. It could happen, thatís how au currant these things are.
So, I think Iíll save those oft-mentioned, semi-retired stockings for Bobís next visit. Is it too soon for me to start going barking mad over Bobís upcoming weekend here (4/11 and 12)? I know I can get a little overly excited, but heís Bob. And if anyone reading this doesnít know who Iím talking about, shame on you! Bob doesnít need a last name. However, Iím in a good mood so Iíll give you his entire moniker: Steady Rolliní Bob Margolin, Prodigal Son of the Outlook. Canít wait. Next month. Bobís coming!
So, weíll see you all Saturday night. And believe me, with my new leg wear, you will all most certainly see me. Canít miss these things. And remember we are also celebrating the birthday of our good friend, Jackie Deall, and our other good friend, Anna, is bringing a couple of her famous death-by-chocolate cakes for us all to enjoy. There will be a couple of other kinds for anyone who doesnít hold an appreciation for chocolate.
Now, Iíve got to go get ready. Iím going to The Little Bear to see JR&NB. I canít wait until Saturday.
Memo to Dan
Iím a little concerned about the reputation of the club if I wear my motherís latest gift. Do you think you could ask the wait staff to tart it up a bit so it can appear as a costume event? I donít want to be the only one looking like a ďpro.Ē
You are among friends who know and love you. Besides, I think you have nothing to worry about until you get to the point where every song reminds you of someone.....but who?
Can't wait for Saturday night
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