Saturday Night Serenade–Rock & Roll Hall of Fame

Tonight on HBO they’re airing the 2016 Rock & Roll Hall of Fame concert.  Mr. R. and I look forward to this concert every year.  It brings together some of the greatest musicians of the age and suddenly magic happens.  Last year, nobody was surprised when Green Day, Joan Jett, and Ringo Starr brought down the house.  But a couple of years ago, the artist formerly known as Cat Stevens blew everyone away with Peace Train.  Who saw that coming?  I love the unexpected gem.  Consider this a bonus track.

This year’s inductees include Cheap Trick, Chicago, Deep Purple, N.W.A., and Steve Miller.  Tonight’s serenade by Cheap Trick is from a 2010 SXSW performance.  It’s not as polished as the official video, but I love a live performance.

By the way, Cheap Trick’s Tom Petersson was in the news this week.  The father of a child with autism, he and his wife Alison have started a program called Rock Your Speech, a music project designed to help kids “find their voices.”  This is from his website:

Rock Your Speech uses songs and lyric videos to build language skills in children with autism. Listen to the music, and you’ll hear useful phrases and sounds, such as “I’m hungry,” “What’s your name” or “I don’t feel good.” Repetition techniques teach language simply and literally, and since it’s truly rock and roll, the music appeals to all ages. Watch a lyric video, and you’ll see how words and images work in tandem to reinforce language skills and show the mechanics of speech sounds.

Tonight, Mr. R. and I will snuggle on the sofa and tune in to the 2016 Rock & Roll Hall of Fame Induction Ceremony, watching for this year’s little surprise.  Hope you enjoy these tunes and have a very Happy Saturday night!

Saturday Night Serenade–Purple Tears

We lost another one this week.  I’m left wondering if it’s happening more often or if I’m just getting older, as are the iconic artists of my lifetime.

I was never what I considered a huge Prince fan, never went to one of his shows.  But many of his songs are in the soundtrack of my life and I always appreciated his musical genius.  He sort of reminded me of Mozart in the movie Amadeus.  He was talented and quirky and unbalanced.

Television and the internet have been awash in all kinds of tributes.  Some of it is over the top in my opinion.  Those folks hanging out in front of his house in lawn chairs and stuff…What’s up with that?  Oh, fun fact I heard in one of the tributes–Prince wrote many songs for other people, including Manic Monday by the Bangles.

Many criticized and ridiculed the period of time he changed his name to a weird symbol, but I sort of got it.  The record company owned ‘Prince’ so he ceased to be that for the duration of his contract.  Big companies seem to think they hold all the cards.  I know an author who, in leaving a publishing company, has forfeited rights to two of her books until 2018.  It’s kind of crazy.

He kept a pretty tight lid on his work, too.  There have been several times I wanted to feature Prince here on SNS but it’s always been next to impossible to find a video of his to post or share.  My favorite song is Raspberry Beret.  For some reason it reminds me of summer.

I couldn’t find a satisfactory video of that song, but I did dig up this terrific performance from the 2004 Rock & Roll Hall of Fame Induction Ceremony.  Watching it was a reminder of the talent we lost.  I hope you enjoy the clip.  Happy Saturday night!

Shameless Book Plug–Launch Day!

RR3 out todayToday launches Ransoming Redemption, the final book of the Rannigan’s Redemption series.  It’s been a long labor of love and while I’m thrilled that the whole story is now available, there’s a bit of sadness mixed in.  I’ve loved these characters and it’s hard to say goodbye.

But, neurotic soul that I am, I’m already hip-deep in two more projects to be released in the not-too-distant future.

You can get the entire Rannigan’s Redemption erotic romance trilogy at these fine online booksellers.

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Saturday Night Serenade–Maybe I’m Amazed

Tonight’s song is Maybe I’m Amazed, written by the amazing Paul McCartney.  He wrote this song just before the breakup of the Beatles and he dedicated it to his wife, Linda, whom he credited with getting him though that difficult period.

Say what you will about Paul McCartney’s recent romantic history, Linda was the absolute love of his life.  This was evident in the songs he wrote, the way he spoke about her, even the way he looked at her.  Losing her to cancer was devastating to him.  They had an amazing love, one we’d all be blessed to find.

For tonight’s serenade, this classic Paul McCartney date night song is performed by two of my favorites–Norah Jones and Dave Grohl.  I hope you enjoy it.

Happy Saturday night!

Only In South Florida–Your Moment Of Holy $#!t

This unbelievable video was shot this week by a local paddleboarder.  The location is uncomfortably close to where we go to the beach.  It’s the beach where my boy and his lovely bride were married last May.

I mean, you always know sharks out there, right?  But seeing this is a huge reminder.  They’re OUT THERE.  Which is why I prefer to enjoy the ocean from the sand.  Yep.  The sand is just fine for me.

Saturday Night Serenade–All In The Name Of Progress

Last evening, Mr. and I spent a lovely date night at one of our favorite places, Guanabanas in Jupiter.  I’ve mentioned Guanabanas before.  It’s a little outdoor restaurant/bar along US1, between the road and the Loxahatchee River, all lush tropical plants, sail shades, and tiki huts.  It was an absolutely beautiful evening; the sky was a crisp, clear blue, there was a light breeze, and the temperature was in the high seventies.

We had what we decided was the best table in the place, a high-top in the bar area across from the tiny stage and backing up to the waterfall.  Settling in after a long work week, we nibbled on their smoked fish dip and shrimp fritters as he sipped his Arnold Palmer and I opted for their Cat 5 hurricane, which, like its namesake, will knock you on your ass.

It was such a pleasant way to end the week, but I couldn’t help but feel worried.  Making our way to the place was quite a hassle.  There is extensive roadwork being done in the area and we found ourselves dodging orange barrels and road workers as they were ending their day.  It seems that someone finally realized there is a shit-load of money to be made by developing the waterfront area there in Jupiter.  And to that end, they began making road improvement (read widening) efforts even before their plans to purchase a huge chunk of property and build a massive commercial abomination were ever approved.

The developers don’t seem worried.  It’s the old Golden Rule:  He who has the gold makes the rules.  And while the fate of Guanabanas is uncertain at this point, there’s another Jupiter waterfront treasure which seems destined to become what was.

The Square Grouper* is a tiny outdoor tiki bar hidden away down a back street, a stone’s throw from Guanabanas and right on the Jupiter Inlet.  It’s a place where locals hang out, maybe because it’s not easy to find.  I love this bar.  It’s completely outside, right on the water.  The floor is sand, palm fronds from a small forest of trees shelter patrons from the sun, and there is a tiki stage that almost always features live music.  You can sit listening to music, sipping on something rummy, and watch pelicans and stingsrays and paddleboarders…  It’s paradise.  For now, anyway.

I’ve seen the proposed plans for the urban monstrosity developers want to build there.  It will be all concreted over and there will be shops, restaurants, and high-rise, high-rent condos.  If there is something left of Square Grouper, I can guarantee locals won’t darken the door again.  We made a point of taking my son there when he was home a few weeks ago, mostly because, as I told him, there’s no guarantee it will still be there next time he’s home.

Which brings me to tonight’s song.  I’m pretty sure I’ve posted Five O’Clock Somewhere before; it’s a great song.  But if you’ll notice the part where Alan Jackson is at a bar, it’s Square Grouper.  The video is old; they’re spruced up the place a bit since then.  But having once been a resident of Jupiter Island, Alan Jackson was known to just show up at the place and play a set every once in a while.  It’s that kind of place.  That’s what we’re losing.  Which is sad.

But for now, pour me something tall and strong.  It’s five o’clock somewhere.  Happy Saturday night!

*Square grouper–a bale of marijuana found floating in the water or washed up on the beach, having been tossed overboard to avoid legal entanglements.