Saturday Night Serenade–Norah Jones

Happy Small Business Saturday!  Hopefully you were able to support small local business at some point today.  You could always buy a book by an Indie author, just saying…

Mr. R. and I went out looking to help out the local economy today.  First, we took my new car to a mom and pop car wash.  Next, we attempted to buy some goodies from a small Cuban bakery, but we were thwarted by long lines and slow clerks.

So instead, we ended up at one of our favorite bars, Square Grouper, on the Jupiter Inlet.  It’s everything that’s great about an outdoor tiki bar.  It’s directly on the water, right across from the Jupiter lighthouse, which has been decorated for the holidays.  The floor is sand, the ‘ceiling’ is made up of the fronds of the many coconut palms planted throughout the property.  You can order your pirate punch and sip while watching boats going in and out, dodging the stand-up paddle boarders.  Flocks of pelicans bob on the swells, occasionally dipping their beaks and scooping up fish.  We’ve even seen stingrays gliding along beneath the surface of the water.

And, more often than not, they have live music.  Today, there was a lone chick, who was playing East Bound and Down when we first arrived.  Later on, she slipped into a bluesy vibe and covered Norah Jones.  Which brings us to tonight’s serenade.  I love Norah Jones and I love this song.

I hope you’re still feeling thankful and that you’re surrounded by those you love.  Hug them extra tight, and remember that every day is a good day to support small business.

Happy Saturday night!

Saturday Night Serenade–I <3 The Eighties!

 

rock of agesThursday night, Mr. R. and I took Date Night to the Lake Worth Playhouse in glamorous Lake Worth, Florida, to see their production of the hit Broadway musical Rock of Ages.  It’s a romance set on the Sunset Strip of the decadent eighties, with a rocking soundtrack to back it up.

While they did not have the best quality vocals we’ve ever heard, the band kicked ass and the whole thing was great fun.

One of the many awesome 80s songs they did was Pat Benetar’s Shadows of the Night.  In choosing tonight’s video, I found several live versions but not the original video we watched back in the day.  Which was a bit disappointing, because one of the best things about the song was the harmony at the very beginning.  Those are missing in this version, but this is Pat in her heyday.

Rock of Ages was made into a movie a few years back, and it remains one of my guilty pleasures.  It’s hopelessly cheesy and features über douchebag Tom Cruise as rock god Stacy Jaxx, but I forgave them for that because the music is awesome.

I’m including the Shadows of the Night clip from the movie, and it’s a tiny bit risqué.  Oh well, it IS, after all, Saturday night.

So get out your parachute pants, your leg warmers, and your Aqua-net, baby, we’re going to rock the 80s one more time.  Happy Saturday night!

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Saturday Night Serenade–Rock of Ages

I may or may not have mentioned my enjoyment of musical theatre.  Oh, who am I kidding?  I just posted about it a week or so ago.

The musical Rock of Ages is a cheesy treasure trove of the best of 80s music, and by best, I mean the hair metal rock and power ballads, not that dippy new wave stuff Mr. R. enjoys.  The Broadway show was made into a movie and it’s completely possible that I’ve seen it once or twice, and maybe, potentially I might have sung along.  Loudly.

A couple of years ago, the touring company came to town for one night only.  My girl Mo and I grabbed ourselves a pair of tickets.  Looking back on it, it’s possible that they were still in their rehearsal/soft launch phase, because to tell the truth, it had a bit of a high school production feel to it.  Which was slightly disappointing, seeing as how we paid more than we ever would have paid for a high school show.  But, the music’s the thing, and we had a blast singing along.

So…the Lake Worth Playhouse (where Mr. R. and I saw a stellar production of Spamalot) is doing Rock of Ages starting this weekend.  My love and I have tickets for Thursday night and I’m so excited.  As good as Spamalot was, I have high expectations for the caliber of the performance and I know we’ll have fun, regardless.

This video is from the 2009 Tony performance.  It’s energetic, fun, nostalgic, and features a freaky cameo by Liza Minnelli.  I hope you love it like I do.  So rock out with your…

Ahem, well, anyway…  Happy Saturday night!

Saturday Night Serenade–Whitesnake

Okay, sue me, I loved the hair bands in the eighties.  I loved this song when it first came out and I love it today.

Oddly, though, when I hear it now, it takes me back to a time only a few years ago.  In a very unusual turn of events, I was on a business trip with a group from work in Manhattan.  This was a disparate group that included a representative from each department, some of whom did not exactly get along.  It was very late on a Friday night and I had persuaded the gang to go to the lower east side (of course our hotel was on the upper west side) to a pub that happens to be the home bar of one of my favorite jig-punk bands.

It was a surreal moment in time as we tossed back shots, my boss included, and waited for the Prodigals’ set.  Then someone played this song on the jukebox and suddenly, lubricated by the soothing elements of free-flowing liquor and eighties hair metal, we were as one, belting out the lyrics as though we owned the place.  Good times!

Happy Saturday Night!

Saturday Night Serenade–Once Upon A Date Night

Right here at the beginning of this post I want to issue a massive spoiler alert.  I’m going to reveal a delicious surprise that you might not want to see.

wpid-img_20140404_194536.jpgAbout a year ago, Mr. R. and I attended a performance of the touring company of Broadway’s American Idiot.  For the uninformed, American Idiot is the Broadway musical adapted from Green Day’s brilliant album of the same name.  If you’ve never listened to the album in its entirety from beginning to end the way it was meant to be heard, drop what you’re doing and listen to it right now.  No seriously.

We made the journey to Ft. Lauderdale’s Broward Center for the Performing Arts for the show.  As we sat in our balcony seats waiting for the show to start, we overheard a hysterical conversation.  A couple of septuagenarians who were season ticket holders were a few rows behind us and they chatted in a friendly way with a young man seated next to them.

“What is this show? Some of our friends told us they walked out of the performance last night,” the woman said.

American Idiot is sort of this generation’s Hair,” the young man explained.  “The songs are from the band Green Day.”

“Green Tree?” the older man said.

“Green Day.  The band is called Green Day,” the younger man said.

“Are any of their songs in the show?” the woman asked.  By this time, Mr. R. and I were snickering.

“All of the songs in this show are by Green Day,” he patiently explained.

“Oh, I think we’re going to like this,” the woman said confidently.

To their credit, the couple was there until the end.  We loved the show and highly recommend seeing it when you have the chance.  Be forewarned, it’s not for the easily offended, but if you’re a Green Day fan it’s an absolute must-see.  And for the spoiler…

At the very end of the show we were treated to something completely unexpected.  The entire cast came out, each with an acoustic guitar, and they played Good Riddance.  With twenty guitars and vocal harmony, it was an experience that still gives me goose bumps.  This video is from the final show on Broadway and features Billie Joe Armstrong.  It’s a bootleg video and the quality isn’t all that, but you’ll get the idea.

So, goosebumps, from me to you.  Happy Saturday Night!

Happy St. Patrick’s Day!

I love St. Patrick’s Day.  I love the wearin’ of the green.  I love to spend part of St. Patrick’s Day in an Irish pub listening to Irish music.  Last year, Mr. R. and I were in one of our favorite places, Ybor City, the old historic Cuban district of Tampa.

I know what you’re thinking.  Spending this, the most Irish of holidays, in the Cuban district of Tampa?  To which I would say, yes.  There’s the nicest bar there called the James Joyce Irish Pub where Mr. R. and I snagged a table and were there for about six hours, no exaggeration.  The atmosphere was friendly, the food outstanding, and well, the tiny little green shots, of which I had several, did not suck.  They had live music the entire time we were there and while I cannot recall the name of the band, they were terrific.

I love Irish bands.  I’m a huge fan of Dropkick Murphys, and I know, technically, they’re from Boston and not Ireland, however, they play great Irish punk.  Another of my all-time favorite jig-punk bands is The Prodigals.  I first saw them when they came to Irish Fest in West Palm Beach and after that, I made sure we saw them every year.  I even scheduled our March wedding around Irish Fest, but alas, they no longer make their annual appearance.

I did, however, have the amazing opportunity to see them play at their home pub, Paddy Reilly’s Music Bar on the lower east side of Manhattan.  If they’re in town, they play late Friday nights, 11:00 or later.  Paddy’s is a tiny hole in the wall pub on 2nd Ave. and 29th, and it’s everything you’d expect to see in an Irish pub.  It’s narrow with a big bar down the left side and narrow seating on the right side.  Just past the bar is a tiny stage and beyond that is a back room with billiards.  And when The Prodigals play there, they don’t turn down the sound just because it’s a small room.

I’m including this video of The Prodigal’s Open Reel.  It’s long, nearly eleven minutes, and the drum solo at the beginning is exceedingly long, but if you hang in there, it will be worthwhile.

And so I give you this little Valentine to St. Patrick’s Day.  Yes, I’m mixing my February and March holidays.  So sue me.

And when I see some of you little buggers limping…I’ll know.

Happy St. Patrick’s Day!