ps. I have a few blogs cooking, just trying to find the time. Today I awoke to 739 unread emails. I am going nuts, I can't take this much longer. ugh!! I was the MC (host) for THE live karaoke band last night in Redbank, NJ. That is a lot of work. 2nd week in a row I did that for them. Hey, they pay well and I love the band, so it's all good. The night before, I went backstage to the COHEED AND CAMBRIA show at Terminal 5 to see my friend (their production manager). I had never heard of that band, but HELLO, it was sold out (all 5 of their shows there are sold out) as fuck. Packed with insane fans- they were all around 18-25 years old, and knew ever FUCKING WORD to every song. WOW. I will get into that more when I do a proper blog about it. So much going on.. I miss Europe, don't get to see Jasmine enough and wonder what will happen if Obama doesn't win. sigh.
It's 6:27 am and I still have loads of work to do,
Another year slipped by; I hardly notice- time flies so fast. I still feel like a giddy 18 year old..strange. All I want for my birthday is a foot massage and time with Jasmine. Hope it works out 🙂
I know this blog is late, but as they say, better late than never
As always, Motörhead pulled through, showed everyone a good time and put on a fantastic show. They always treat me like family and let me bring two of my friends backstage to say hi and hang out. Phil was generous with the champagne, Reese's peanut butter cups (he has LOADS of them in his dressing room) and pizza.
Awaiting me at the box office window was a few tickets AND laminated passes. That's always a good thing. It was sold out, packed to the brim.
That is my friend Jill ^. She is from England but spends A LOT of time here in NYC. The guy in the red cowboy hat on your blog is GASS WILD.
His band is called THE LOVE PIRATES . Super nice bloke. Jill is a ROCK chick to the core. She wrote her own blog about the Motorhead show:
"New York!,we are Motorhead and we play Rock and Roll!"
So I went to see Motorhead last night with Dr Dot,it was insanely good.I had an "all access' pass courtesy of Dot and the band.I've now decided I cannot see another show in my lfe without one of these things,lol…ahhh the heady power.
We watched the gig from a slightly elevated area to the side of the stage.The venue was packed,the fans on the ground level were mental,the mosh pit was one of the most dangerous looking i've ever seen!,the security guys really earned their crust last night.
Having said that,even though the mosh area was bordering on riot,they all looked to be having fun.
Motorhead,well what can I say??these phuckers turn their shit up to way past 11,they are tight as hell and sound the business,special shout out to Mickey D who played some blinding drums.Also I couldn't help noticing what great thighs Lemmy has,Dot reckons it's from all the shagging.Yeah,so all in all a blistering set,those mofo's can RAWWWWWWWWWK!
Backstage….
Now,i'm not saying Lemmy's moles have their own gravitational pull….but ermm…..anyway,lol.I met him,he was lovely,charming even.His dressing room was filled with an assortment of girls as you would expect and I thought"uh oh the potential for more cock-blocking incidents are high tonight"(see previous blog),however it didn't happen,I talked to him and got a photo which you can see in my comments section.I can't put my pics in album section as i'm using a computer at an internet caff.
Most of the time we hung out in Phil's dressing room as Dot is good mates with him.It was quite a surreal experience,I made a mental note of all the things on their riders,lot's of alcohol of course but thankfully no bowls of "green only" M+M's or wotever wanky thing David Lee Roth once requested,lol.I also thought there's a lot of ego stroking which has to go on with a band,ego stroking and reassurance I suppose,thought to myself it must be exhausting if you work for the band or are a girlfriend or something.Fortunately in this instance it would be easy to stroke their ego's coz they were brilliant but what about times when they are shit?people must tell them they were great anyway?Don't think I could do that,if you were shit,you're gonna know about it, no doubt my back-stage privileges would soon be revoked,lol.
Also spoke to Mickey D briefly, he has awesome 1980's hair and is from Sweden, Phil is Welsh, Lemmy English.
I think I left at about 2am,Dot had to go get her massage table out of the car,the work never ends for that chick.
Bizzarely,last night I dreamt of Lemmy and I was sitting on his lap and he asked me"when was the last time you went to church?"
Strange huh?
Wotever could it mean?"
Jill
That's me, Phil and Greg, my NYPD friend. Hey! Never judge a book by it's cover. Greg is a heavy metal head who travels to every country he can. He is open minded, has a sharp sense of humor, is well mannered and currently single, ladies 😉
Phil asked Greg to play a joke and go into the opening act's band dressing room and whip out his NYPD badge and scream "ok, who has the weed mother fuckers! NYPD!! Get up against the wall!!" He kept in character the whole time and started frisking one guy and they guy was obviously used to the drill as he said "you better be a real cop mister!". Phil and I watched on with a shocked look on our face to make it seem real. Then Phil started laughing, as did Greg and every one was cracking up. The one against the wall took a minute to give in and laugh over the fact he had just be punked big time. ha ha
Go for it Phil!! Here he is playing my favorite Motörhead tune "just cause you've got the power".. sigh
Pure ROCK AND FUCKING ROLL! ^
Watching the fans mosh pit from this angle was so fucking fun. I can't believe the shit these rowdy rockers were doing throughout the show. I am surprised no one died. lol.
Mickey Dee had a dressing room FULL of hot babes. We had to plow our way through them to say hi. "Oh Mickey you're so fine, you're so fine you blow my mind, hey Mickey, Hey Mickey" (surely that song was about Mickey Dee, no?)
Jesus fucking CHRIST! Can you look any more apathetic Lemmy? Some one get an espresso, quick, before he fucking dozes off.
I didn't take this video footage personally, but I snagged it from youtube so you can have a listen/look at the show..
ok, heading back to NYC now.. it's been very relaxing up here in Wakefield (Boston). Time to get back to work and the swing of things.. LOTS to do. I went to Joe Satriani show last night in Boston, it was fucking UNBELIEVABLE!!!! Took some pics, will blog later (after the Motorhead blog finally surfaces). Gotta pack.
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Still up in Boston. Every time I went out and tried to sing karaoke, there was a RED SOX baseball game on and it was canceled. The folks up here in Boston WORSHIP the Boston Red Sox. I find baseball to be almost as boring as GOLF. Give me a break people omg!!! Even though I am kind of on vacation, naturally I still have to answer over 400 emails per day (for a few days running it was over 500). BUT I am relaxing and really enjoying my stay with Betsy (mother figure/best friend). She is so wise, positive, sweet, funny, practical, motivated, productive, busy busy busy and yet still has time to make the best peanut butter cookies and pancakes on earth.
Anyways, today, Napoleon Murphy Brock sent me this super cute video:
"Well I'm about to get up sick From watchin' my T.V,
Been checkin' out the news Until my eyeballs fail to see I mean to say that every day Is just another rotten mess And when it's gonna change, my friend Is anybody's guess So I'm watching and I'm waiting Hopin' for the best Even think I go to praying Every time I hear them sayin' That there's no way to delay That trouble comin' everyday No way to delay That trouble comin' every day
Wednesday I watched the riot I've seen the cops out on the street Watch them throwing rocks and stuff and choking in the heat Listen to reports About the whiskey passin' round Seen the smoke and fire And the market burnin' down Watched while everybody on his street would take a turn They stomp and smash and bash and crash and slash and bust 'n burn And I'm watching and I'm waitin hopin' for the best Even think I go to prayin' Every time I hear em sayin' That there's no way to delay That trouble comin' every day No way to delay That trouble comin' everyday
You can cool it You can heat it Cause baby I don't need it Take your t.v. tube and eat it And all that phony stuff on sports And all those unconfirmed reports You know I watch that rotten box Until my head begin to hurt From checkin' out the way The newsmen say they get the dirt Before the guys on channel so and so And further they assert That any show they litter up They bring you news if it comes up They say that if the place blows up They will be the first to tell Cause the boys they got downtown Working hard and doin swell And if anybody gets the news Before it hits the streets They say that no one blams it faster Their coverage can't be beat And if another woman driver Gets machine gunned from her seat They'll send some joker with a brownie And youll see it all complete
So I'm watching and I'm waiting Hopin for the best Even think I go to praying Every time I hear them saying That there's no way to delay That trouble comin' everyday No way to delay That trouble comin' every day
Well I've seen the fires burnin' And the local people turnin' All the merchants and the shops Who use to sell their brooms and mops And every other household item Watch the mob just turn and bite em And they say it serve them right Because a few of them are white And it's the same across the nation Black and white discrimination Yell and you can understand me And all that other crap they hand me In the papers and t.v. And all that mass stupidity That seems to grow more everyday These time of year some asshole say He wants to go and do you in Cause the color of your skin Just don't appeal to him No matter if it's black or white Because he's out for blood tonight"
I am in Boston. The Class reunion in CT was pretty much a big blur. I only went to that High School (Rockville High School) for two years (11th & 12th grade) so it's not like I knew everyone. I recognized THREE people there. That's it. One woman came up to me and asked "Don't you remember me from computer class?????" – erm, NO! I never took a fucking computer class, put the crack pipe down sweety. I stayed for about 90 minutes and headed to a karaoke bar to belt out some Etta James and Ac/Dc. I will write more when/if I get the time/motivation. Not much to say about it though. $50 a ticket, for what? Chicken served on paper plates with plastic knives and cheap ass wine (from a box) server in plastic glasses. "all that we've got here's American made; it's a little bit cheesy but it's nicely displayed" FZ
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ps. Odd thoughts pop into my head while driving at night (well, at 3am) at 85 MPH. One, was, how my Mother tried to force me to join the fucking US ARMY when I was 18. I took a break from touring with the Grateful Dead for a month or so, and during that time, she made me cut my hair, start wearing a bra and FORCED me to go to the US ARMY recruitment center place in Portland Maine. I stayed over night, got weighed, measured, tested, all that fucking shit. I was wearing a John Lennon sweatshirt and had loads of hippie jewelry on. They hated me there and the feeling was mutual. Ever see the film Mommie Dearest? Wtf. This army thing happened, by the way, after I said "NO" to my Mothers pleas to let her photograph me naked for Playboy. She had secretly sent them pics of me in a bikini (taken on a beach) and they wrote her back and said "yes, yes, YES, but we need nude shots please asap". My Mom told me how "this was our chance to get rich and famous!!!" But I was not having it. She could force me to do many things but not THAT. Soooooo, she made life living hell, oh wait, it already was hell with her, I mean, she made the living hell even more unbearable and threatened to disown me and kick me out (no money when you are 18) if I didn't go the Army thingy. I am so GLAD those cunts found me unfit for the Army. Needless to say, I moved out of my Mom's (the projects of Dover NH) apartment and continuted following the Dead. Close call that was!! I could write a whole book about that wicked woman, but you would think I was making it up or exaggerating. Not everyone is blessed with a cookie baking sweet heart for a Mom. Some have manipulative, abusive bitches as Mothers, like I had and Eminem still has (and countless other people all over the world) so consider yourself LUCKY as hell if you have a good Mom. Be grateful every single day.
