The Killers: Dustland Fairytale

“Now Cinderella don’t you go to sleep…Its such a bitter form of refuge…” Man, I got stuck on this tune yesterday and it’s still hanging in my head. Really liking it. Band called The Killers.

The Killers: Dustland Fairytale

Lyrics to “Dustland Fairytale”
Dustland fairytale beginin
Just another white trash
County kiss
Sixty one
Long brown hair and foolish eyes
Look just like you’d want him to
Kind of slick chrome american prince
A blue jean serenade
Moon river what’d you do to be
But i don’t believe you

Some Cinderella in a party dress but
She was looking for a night gown
I saw the devil warping up his hands
Hes getting ready for the show down
I saw the minute that i turn away
I got my money on a pond tonight

Change came in disguised of revelation
Set his soul on fire
She said she’d always knew he’d come around
And the decades disappear like sinking
Ships we persevere god gives us hope
But we still fear
We don’t know
The mind is poison castle in the sky
Sit stranded vandalized
The draw bridge is closing

Some Cinderella in a party dress but
She was looking for a night gown
I saw the devil warping up his hands
Hes getting ready for the show down
I saw the ending were they turned the page
I threw my money and i ran away
Strait to the vally of the great divide

And were the dreams roll high
And were the wind dont blow
Out here the good girls die
And the sky wont snow
Out here the bird don’t sing
Out here the field don’t grow
Out here the bell don’t ring
Out here the bell don’t ring
Out here the good girls die

Now cinderella don’t you go to sleep
Its such a bitter form of refuge
Ahh don’t you know the kingdoms under siege
And everybody needs you
Is there still magic in the midnight sun
Or did you leave it back in sixty-one
In the of the cadence in the young mans eyes
And were the dreams roll high

I’ve Found Another Fun-Filled Travel Event!

I’ve mentioned in another blog post written in May about fun things to do if you should visit Britain; now my focus shifts to Spain. Today was the famous fun day of running with bulls!

Yes, you could queue up and dash pell mell down the narrow cobbled streets with horned and crazy bulls! I mean what’s a trip to Spain without attending that sort of event? Today in Pamplona, Spain, no one was actually gored and only four people hospitalized, apparently no deaths. So see? It’s not that bad of an Extreme Sport moment. Remember, you live once, make it count, even if it means tumbling down a near fatally steep rocky hill or running about in the streets with wild bulls. Now of course both of these events are Special Events, staged for particular dates, to make them you need start planning now for next year.

A few idiot brave guys were laid out in the dust but I suppose that’s the chance you take. Here in DFW, we have Cow Town, also known as Ft. Worth. While we love our Texas Longhorns we’d never think about running through the streets with them. Instead we have the peaceable Kingdom sort of approach, more sedate, organized even. Bonus, you don’t even have to wait for that one special day! The Ft. Worth stockyards do this on a regular basis. Likely why those ‘cows’ with those hefty horns are so nice and docile.
Why, here’s an example:

That’s more like plodding with the bulls. See, no one on the ground trampled, gored or bloody.

New Band Concepts? iPhones and Musicality

Imagine Taylor Hicks blowing into his iPhone rather than the traditional metal and wooden mouth harp he normally uses. It could happen:

iPhone harmonica application

iPhone guitar and bands, what a fun concept. I especially love the guitar application idea. You could sound so great and not blister up your fingertips. Of course, it won’t replace the real deal.

Distortion? Check.

This is The Mentalists, an all girl iPhone group – they’re quite good.

Check out this bit of technical creativity, “Smokey Bubbles”

Really amazingly entertaining, fascinating to see what fun you can have with your phone. Who’d have thought?

Robert Pattinson: “Goodbye American Women”

I don’t think it matters which celebrity gossip site I attach, they all are saying same the same thing: Pattinson’s over American women. At least the aggressive few hundred swarming him each day in New York City.

Apparently, Robert’s fans are not content to just scream shrilly in his face, no now, according to the gossip sites, they are now practically tackling him on sight. He has been forced to walk with an entire crew of burly body guards, who have at least on one occasion, freaked themselves and allowed Pattinson to be clipped by a Big Apple taxi cab.

Now Robert must walk along with either sunglasses on or eyes averted and he’s been warned, please, no waving at the hoards of salivating women or they may become spiked into a full-on stampede. Then what? Headlines will scoff at his near miss being run over by a cab and focus on his remains lying on the pavement with heel marks, articles of clothing scattered around complete with lipstick smears. It would be horrible.

It’s hilarious yet sad how folks can become a complete mob under strange and mystifying circumstances; this situation for one. I mean, yes the man’s gorgeous, he’s talented and plays an emotional, sexy and sparkly vampire in the “Twilight” series but really, for fans to act and react as they’re being portrayed in New York, it is astounding. I’m saying this, my fellow American Women, back off, calm down, take something for God’s sake to squelch the hormones and let Robert Pattinson live. After all I’ve not been able to try my hand at tackling him yet…

“American Women” The Guess Who

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Our Country Club Show Leads to Big Dallas Festival

What a day, what a night. We had a great time at the Country Club yesterday, the Club’s festival wound up drawing a few thousand people. We had a parade, bounce houses, free (yes, free) snow cones, sodas, water, and treats for the attendees. Kids were running wild, people were dancing on the veranda, it was a great time.

Who knew the guys could sound so good? Yesterday they sounded amazing, due in part to the sound guy who is a friend of one of our singers. Seems he won a Grammy a few years back for a soundtrack that I won’t name right now to continue to retain some anonymity. The crowd really loved the guys – one of the attendees hired them and signed them on the spot for another, as they laughingly call it, “gig”. So we now see them go from playing small venues, to the Country Club to one much larger, averages about 20 to 30 thousand attendees and is for an excellent charitable cause.

Only part of the day that wasn’t great fun, we all discovered Patrick apparently has a lady complete with new baby. He is new to our group, only have known him for a few weeks, after all. I wondered what was up with him when before the show started, he kept his sunglasses on and kept a distance from me, but now it’s apparent, reasons for his behaviour. It seems she had been away at her Mother’s with the baby, and Patrick has been talking about me, which really was not necessary. What is it with the younger guys and the whole guilt thing? Unfortunately she apparently now plans to hate me, doesn’t want him to have anything to do with me which I can understand from her standpoint. No telling what he’s said to her, nothing has really happened other than we share much in common, had some great laughs.

I approached her and introduced myself and DMan, thinking that would help, but it didn’t work out. Patrick did not help the situation either, moping around, kept looking my direction. Top it off, Patrick, as we were leaving, approached me put his hand on my shoulder and told me he needed to talk later this week. Timing being brilliant, the girlfriend saw us speaking, came scurrying over and made quite a scene. Darling Man and “R.” had to come intercede.

After the show, had a few hours before fireworks were to start, so we made plans to converge on Casa M… the staff ushered us to one of the back private rooms, they know how we are – we had a great little celebration, succeeded in embarrassing our kids, always fun, and we had a great meal. Concerns were made that perhaps a search for another pianist might be in order. I certainly hope not, he’s quite good.

After dinner we piled into SUVs and headed toward the fireworks, “R.” took us to this area which was almost like a mountain; if you live in our area, you know how flat the land is so this was a unique vantage point. We had the fireworks exploding almost right over our heads, in the distance you could see downtown, and four other suburbs’ explosives going off. It was fantastic.

I wondered as I got up this afternoon, what sort of ‘explosives’ my new friend had to deal with, hopefully he’s able to work out the issue at hand.

I might actually post up a video of them later on. Debating on that for the moment.

Some other guys: (certainly I’m predictable)

Jail. Not a Thrilling Word.

Yesterday morning as I was attempting to log into IDOL BLUES, one of my other blogs, I was met with messages. Not the “Hi, how are you” sort of messages rather this:

“This blog has been locked due to possible Blogger Terms of Service violations. You may not publish new posts until your blog is reviewed and unlocked.
This blog will be deleted within 20 days unless you request a review.
Your blog is marked as spam

Since you’re an actual person reading this, your blog is probably not a spam blog. Automated spam detection is inherently fuzzy, and we sincerely apologize for this false positive.”

Basically IDOL BLUES was locked erroneously into a Spam Jail. I could see her, I could read her but I could not post. It was sad, slightly distressing and well, made me a bit angry. I sent an email worded as carefully as I could to inquire what had prompted this travesty.

“Your site was flagged by a reader. At the top of your blog is a tool bar that readers, if they believe you’ve posted questionable material that may be in violation of blogger’s terms of service, can notify we, at blogger, to investigate.”

Now then, the email went on more about the terms of service, protocol and assurances that this could not be a tool used by spiteful people to squelch my freedom of expression, etc… To which I replied that obviously that was what had indeed occurred and I wanted to know Who would do such a thing. Of course, they could not tell me but reviewing the hits I’d received I proceeded to sleuth through motives, timeline and subject of material in question.

I was pleasantly surprised after much Nancy Drewing research I was wrong about the exact Who might have tried to hurt IDOL BLUES. (I mean they were threatening to delete her!) It seems it was one of my old “fans” from the looks of things from way back in the day…

This morning, I breathed a sigh of relief to see that blogger was so kind as to remit this apology which I will accept:

“On behalf of the robots, we apologize for locking your non-spam blog. Find out more about how Blogger is fighting spam blogs.”

So all is right with the world of my IDOL BLUES – until the next time that someone decides to try and hurt me. I was also assured that this likely won’t happen again, blogger claims they’ll be on lookout for duplicate staging efforts to shut me down.

That leads me to the situation of this afternoon. My court date for excessive use of motorcycle is at 1:00 p.m. DMan has already told my Patrick and all the guys in the band he’d let them know at practice this evening if I was spending the night in the County facilities or not. Nice. Maybe I’ll get more sunflowers.

I will admit, it wouldn’t be the first time I hit Hotel County Jail.

Perhaps I’ll get to do something like this:
(contains “Thriller” appropriate for the time)

it’s dance, or get solitary confinement. Obviously they chose ‘dance’.

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Calling 912: Is Stuart Heritage OK?

My statcounter is BLOWN up with hits from the United Kingdom; they are hitting posts I’ve written about or around Stuart Heritage over the past few months. It has me concerned. Man, with all the celebrity deaths, and other madness in this world, I’m having concerns whether Stuart Heritage is OK… I don’t want to hear he’s taken a tragic tumble off Big Ben or off one of those outrageous bridges that cross the Thames and is in some sort of serious way.

I mean people, you are concerning me. Man, if anyone knows him contact Someone- Anyone. Talk amongst yourselves and spread the word. *grin* Perhaps we need a 912 number. You know like 911 only this one is 912 “Stuart is OK” or some shit. You know Mr. Heritage and I have had our differences but man, I Care. I just have to say, I’m in awe of the responses I’m seeing. (Taylor Hicks, baybee, apparently you are NOT Stuart Heritage.)

Conversely and taking the negative slant, being Libra and part Lioness (my moon sign) I have to look at all aspects, Certainly IF anyone of you readers are thinking about stealing my Thunder or my asinine and mundane posts hit the road Jack, I’ll hunt you down and like a good Texan, shoot you. It’s how we roll, baby. But seriously, my statcounter is Freaking me the Hell out. I mean, WHO KNEW?

Stuart Heritage I hope you are fine (well, I know you ARE THAT) and dandy (and whatever that entails) but I hope the Hell these are not attorneys hot on Sunny’s ass. Wouldn’t THAT be Ironic.
Alanis Morisset “Isn’t It Ironic” ( You regulars knew that was the song, right? )

ETA…ETA…ETA
Well, it has been determined, it seems Mr. Heritage is right as rain. No need for concern people.

Hadden Sayers Band and Sunflowers

Hadden Sayers is a Texan born in Nacogdoches, raised in Sugar Land. He started playing guitar as a teenager, and like many of us became immersed in live music. He attended Texas A&M University in College Station, TX, but music was his preference. He’s hung out with Blues and Texas Music legends Gatemouth Brown, Joe Ely, Omar and the Howlers, Eric Johnson and the “The Ramones”. Sayers did get a degree in Journalism, then moved to Austin, TX where he was fortunate to enter into a “blues internship” with legendary BB King rhythm section “Silent Partners”.

Sayers then joined Bluesman Lucky Peterson’s touring band, followed by returning to Houston and hooking up with Miss Molly and the Whips making his recording and songwriting debut on her first 2 releases: “Miss Molly” (EFM 1992) and “In the Garden” (EFM 1993).

Sayers began work on his own album in late 1993 and the Hadden Sayers Band was born. In 2004 Sayers moved to Columbus, Ohio to re-invent and re-invigorate. After a two-year hiatus from relentless touring, Sayers has returned to the studio and stage with an armload of new songs that decidedly more “Texas” than the material he wrote while living in the state. “Its a classic case of absence making the heart grow fonder.” “The material I’m writing today is directly linked to the dance halls and stages I frequented in my first groups…..blurring the line between Country, Rock and Blues”. (excerpted from Hadden’s bio on-line)

Our Saturday night “Garden Party” featured the Hadden Sayers Band, and until then,I’d not heard or seen them live. It was through one of DMan’s band pals we had the treat to finally hear and experience them, live. “R.” had seen them while on a trip to Houston. I was impressed with them, the night of our party there were just three of the band members present, but those three guys made some great sound. Apparently the size and number in the band varies depending on venue and availability.
Hadden Sayers Band, “End of the Road”

Now the lead singer, Hadden Sayers, doesn’t have Taylor Hicks or Joe Cocker style of vocals, his vocal tonal sound remind me a little of Stevie Ray Vaughn, really, and he’s certainly proficient on the guitar. The band had us dancing in the moonlight until our legal curfew. We’ve decided to make this an annual event and expand it yearly. It was like our own festival, kids running with lighted glow jewelry, running with sparklers, grills cooking a variety of things from corn on the cob to ribs. Margarita machines and home made brews. Tables were set up and down the long street that we had blocked off. Fireworks at dark (yes we know they’re illegal). Next year, since this street is so long we’re going for a band at each end. We definitely would want the Hadden Sayers Band to return.
Hadden Sayers Band, “Everybody’s Talking”

We’ve also put in motion a group, band related trip, to New Orleans for Fall. Really digging the new band members DMan and his buddy, R., have compiled, especially love my new BFF, Patrick. He’s a classically trained pianist and plays beautifully. He sent a bouquet of sunflowers through DMan last night because he was having thoughts his calling me an “Ass” right after we met might deserve flowers. DMan assured him, it was one of my favorite parts of the night, I found it so cool he was so uninhibited with me. The sunflowers though, nice touch.

The guys are are set to play more gigs throughout the Fall and have a New Year’s Eve date to be excited about. Do I think they’re going to be The Next Big Thing in Dallas music? No. Am I happy they’re having such a great time together and DMan gets to keep playing? Yes, he loves performing.

Regarding the Hadden Sayers Band, if you’d like to explore their sound a little more, their complete discography can be found in that link.

We Went to a Garden Party

Last night we went to the most incredibly enjoyable party. Darling Man won my forgiveness as well, but I’m still not doing his laundry this week nor cooking for him as a measure of reminder for his bad deed Friday night.

As some of you readers know, Darling Man’s in a band and they play small gigs around town. I met the new keyboardist for the group, Patrick. We hit it off immediately. One of the first things he said to me, “You’re an Ass”, after a comment I made. We looked at each other and laughed until tears came. Instant recognition it seems. He’s right too.

Conversation turned from their next gigs to birthdays. Seems his birthday falls close to mine so now we’re having a big birthday party to celebrate his 32nd and my…well we need not talk about it… What has endeared him to me for life, he could not believe how old I’m about to be, he absolutely freaked. Flattery will get you everywhere with me. I asked DMan if I could keep him. I’m taking photos of he and the guys, next open practice. He’s gorgeous, handsome and completely hilarious. We walked to his house after the party and he and DMan played for us, they work really well together.

At the party, we had the Hadden Sayers Band perform – had a huge turn out with the street blocked off. This band has played with The Derek Trucks Band and The Blind Boys of Alabama as an opening. They also provided background for the 2007 International Auto Show commercial. (click to listen)
Hadden Sayers Band

Hadden Sayers Myspazz