When I used to live in another city (in another life ago) I didn't have such a broad music interest as I seem to have now.
My ex used to like being out and about without me, and being young and boring I would often find myself home alone with nothing but a bottle of red and some melancholy music for company. Mostly I didn't mind that, in fact nowadays the idea of being home alone for more than half and hour at a time sounds positively ideal! Anyway, I think one of the real tests of one's music tastes in when you find that old CD, or (gasp) vinyl album years later and replay it and find that you either get a third of the way into the first track before heaving it out the nearest window - or whether you can still enjoy the music. To be honest, there were all kinds of emotions playing along with that music too. I doubt the same emotions come into play with melancholy stuff years and happiness later!
I stumbled across my old Julia Fordham vinyl album, tucked away behind my Matt Bianco record but far away from my Quiet Riot record.....to this day I really love this track! I always wanted hair like hers, and blue eyes and those long legs and.....however I digress.....How has your music taste weathered over the years?
Wednesday, November 25, 2009
Tuesday, November 24, 2009
Tuesday Tipple
Gloom Chaser
30ml Grand Marnier
30ml orange Curacao
30ml Lemon Juice
7ml Grenadine
ice
Pour all ingredients into shaker, shake then strain into serving glass. (I'd use a champagne saucer).
And the reason you will need a Gloom Chaser is because of what I am about to tell you.....(drum roll....)
IT WAS 26 degrees at 9.15pm LAST NIGHT, I got to sit on the deck and sip a cold glass of Marlborough Sauvignon Blanc - summer is finally on it's way.
Sunday, November 22, 2009
Did you find at least 37?
Song titles in italics.
It was a Hot August Night.
She got out of the Big Yellow Taxi and shimmied across the sidewalk. Of all the crusty juke joints in town, she had to shimmy into mine. Seeing her again here at Club A Gogo, Something got a hold of my heart.
“Baby, it’s you!” I hugged her close but couldn’t help wondering why she was here?
“Yes, it’s Li’l ol’ Wine drinker Me.” She purred
“What’s New, Pussycat? I haven’t seen you since that Rainy Night in Georgia.”
She smiled slowly. I knew I was a Sharp Dressed Man. She sat her well-rounded Tush on a bar stool. She was a Long Tall Woman in a Black Dress. I’d known Victoria since we were Oh, Very Young. I never could forget that time in the Summer of ’69……….whatever she wanted I knew I’d do. Even after all this time she could still Play Me.
“Do you wanna dance?”
“No”
“Wine?” I asked but she was a Hard Woman to Please.
She wanted One Bourbon, One Scotch and One Beer.
Seated at a table by the window, I watched her with her drink.
“There’s something on your mind –you know with me you can Tell it Like it is.” I smiled at her encouragingly. She didn’t answer right away then She said Yeah.
I had another long drag on my drink. I was becoming Comfortably Numb then she finally spoke.
“I fought the law and the law won. Help. I’m not cut out for a Chain Gang.”
She explained the shoot out in detail.
I didn’t know how I was going to help her. Victoria started to Shake.
“Little Girl – I Can’t Believe it” I stared at her for a long time. Was she teasing me? I was Undecided.
Suddenly three men resembling underworld thugs burst through the door, they were obviously Searchin’.
“We’ve gotta get out of this place”, I whispered then grabbed her hand and I ran.
‘Take it easy” she panted, running to keep up with me. We ran out of the Green Door, across the street and into the lobby of the Hotel California.
“We’ll be safe here.”
We looked at each other. I desperately wanted a cigarette but I knew she hated it when Smoke gets in your eyes.
“I’ll never be safe again.” She uttered quietly. At that moment, I just wanted to be Seduced.
It was a Hot August Night.
She got out of the Big Yellow Taxi and shimmied across the sidewalk. Of all the crusty juke joints in town, she had to shimmy into mine. Seeing her again here at Club A Gogo, Something got a hold of my heart.
“Baby, it’s you!” I hugged her close but couldn’t help wondering why she was here?
“Yes, it’s Li’l ol’ Wine drinker Me.” She purred
“What’s New, Pussycat? I haven’t seen you since that Rainy Night in Georgia.”
She smiled slowly. I knew I was a Sharp Dressed Man. She sat her well-rounded Tush on a bar stool. She was a Long Tall Woman in a Black Dress. I’d known Victoria since we were Oh, Very Young. I never could forget that time in the Summer of ’69……….whatever she wanted I knew I’d do. Even after all this time she could still Play Me.
“Do you wanna dance?”
“No”
“Wine?” I asked but she was a Hard Woman to Please.
She wanted One Bourbon, One Scotch and One Beer.
Seated at a table by the window, I watched her with her drink.
“There’s something on your mind –you know with me you can Tell it Like it is.” I smiled at her encouragingly. She didn’t answer right away then She said Yeah.
I had another long drag on my drink. I was becoming Comfortably Numb then she finally spoke.
“I fought the law and the law won. Help. I’m not cut out for a Chain Gang.”
She explained the shoot out in detail.
I didn’t know how I was going to help her. Victoria started to Shake.
“Little Girl – I Can’t Believe it” I stared at her for a long time. Was she teasing me? I was Undecided.
Suddenly three men resembling underworld thugs burst through the door, they were obviously Searchin’.
“We’ve gotta get out of this place”, I whispered then grabbed her hand and I ran.
‘Take it easy” she panted, running to keep up with me. We ran out of the Green Door, across the street and into the lobby of the Hotel California.
“We’ll be safe here.”
We looked at each other. I desperately wanted a cigarette but I knew she hated it when Smoke gets in your eyes.
“I’ll never be safe again.” She uttered quietly. At that moment, I just wanted to be Seduced.
Thursday, November 19, 2009
Thirsty Thursday
The grapes got their revenge on me and I missed the Tipple on Tuesday (should have missed the tipple on Monday shouldn't I!! - still, old enough to know better and young enough to do it anyway)...so, if you're thirsty this Thursday here's what I'm having:-
Poinsotta
20ml cointreau
40ml cranberry juice
sparkling wine or champers
Pour Cointreau and juice into a champagne flute and top with sparkling wine (or champers).
Now, I'd advise you to quaff this with a good ol' friend, which is what I'm going to do. My friend of a long time (she hates being referred to as an old friend) is jetting in from Sydney this arvo (see, I speak Aussie) and we're going to have a good old fashioned catch up! I can't wait. And when we have polished off the Poinsotta we will probably get into some red wine...
Poinsotta
20ml cointreau
40ml cranberry juice
sparkling wine or champers
Pour Cointreau and juice into a champagne flute and top with sparkling wine (or champers).
Now, I'd advise you to quaff this with a good ol' friend, which is what I'm going to do. My friend of a long time (she hates being referred to as an old friend) is jetting in from Sydney this arvo (see, I speak Aussie) and we're going to have a good old fashioned catch up! I can't wait. And when we have polished off the Poinsotta we will probably get into some red wine...
Monday, November 16, 2009
Its only words
Ok, so here is a very short story written by me...mostly made up of song titles. How many song titles can you find....there is a part 2. Play if you want. Just comment with the number of songs or list them by title. The winner who gets all the song titles, gets to help me finish this one! If they want. Wow. Gee. Thanks. Rol probably has a head start???
It was a Hot August Night (c) Amanda Stephens (and there ends yet another mystery)
She got out of the big yellow taxi and shimmied across the sidewalk. Of all the crusty juke joints in town, she had to shimmy into mine. Seeing her again here at Club A Gogo, something got a hold of my heart.
“Baby, it’s you!” I hugged her close but couldn’t help wondering why she was here?
“Yes, it’s li’l ol’ wine drinker me.” She purred
“What’s new, Pussycat? I haven’t seen you since that rainy night in Georgia.”
She smiled slowly. I knew I was a sharp dressed man. She sat her well-rounded tush on a bar stool. She was a long tall woman in a black dress. I’d known Victoria since we were oh, very young. I never could forget that time in the summer of ’69……….whatever she wanted I knew I’d do. Even after all this time she could still play me.
“Do you wanna dance?”
“No”
“Wine?” I asked but she was a hard woman to please.
She wanted one Bourbon, one Scotch and one Beer.
Seated at a table by the window, I watched her with her drink.
“There’s something on your mind –you know with me you can tell it like it is.” I smiled at her encouragingly. She didn’t answer right away then she said yeah.
I had another long drag on my drink. I was becoming comfortably numb then she finally spoke.
“I fought the law and the law won. Help. I’m not cut out for a chain gang.”
She explained the shoot out in detail.
I didn’t know how I was going to help her. Victoria started to shake.
“Little girl – I can’t believe it” I stared at her for a long time. Was she teasing me? I was undecided.
Suddenly three men resembling underworld thugs burst through the door, they were obviously searchin’.
“We’ve gotta get out of this place”, I whispered then grabbed her hand and I ran.
‘Take it easy” she panted, running to keep up with me. We ran out of the green door, across the street and into the lobby of the Hotel California.
“We’ll be safe here.”
We looked at each other. I desperately wanted a cigarette but I knew she hated it when smoke gets in your eyes.
“I’ll never be safe again.” She uttered quietly. At that moment, I just wanted to be seduced.
To be continued................
Sunday, November 15, 2009
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