Give me Mony Mony, that's what I want

I had a great afternoon.  I danced my ass off.  (Okay, I'll have to do a lot more dancing to make that statement closer to truth.)  My new friend, Kim (a/k/a Rebel Red) threw a lovely house party.  It was a pot luck and I was a little worried that I wouldn't have fun.  I'm used to jamming at parties, but Kim (quite an accomplished performer in her own right) said there would be none of that at this party.  There were plenty of musicians there -- it could have gone either way....  Our friend, Steve, put together a terrific few hours of eclectic "get off your ass and shake it" music for the occasion, and Kim's vision of a dance party went off without a hitch. The dance mix included greats from the 60's and 70's and beyond.  One of the high points for me was Tommy James & the Shondells doing Mony Mony, which I had coincidently posted on my Facebook page just last week.  You can imagine how much fun it was to have it coming from Kim's Bose system instead of these crappy speakers on my laptop.



Anyway, it was a great party - I'm glad to be meeting so many cool people in the greater Highland Lakes/Warwick area.  The Spring social season has begun....

The Narcissist in Me

 I've got hundreds of friends on Facebook. Many of them tell me in person that they love my postings, even if they never comment.  So, does the narcissist in me think I might actually attract followers for this blog?  Who knows? But, I feel I need a new platform for my ramblings....

That's Caravaggio's Narcissus (dated 1597-1599) in the upper left corner.  Google the mythology if you're not familiar.  I might as well expose the negative aspect of reflection right off the bat.

If you're still with me, we're going to have some fun here.  I might entertain you, I might piss you off, or I might make you think.  Hopefully, I won't bore you to tears. Enough of the mission statement.

I entreat you to please comment freely and become a follower!

Avian Cacophony

Nothing pleases me more than to wake up to the sounds of birds.  As Spring has returned to Catbird Lake in a big, beautiful way, I've opened doors and windows to the music.

I'm excited about finally starting this blog up.  There will be lots more later, but I must accomplish some things just now.