Monday, May 12, 2008
Anyone Else But You
We had a club Happy Hour Saturday night at the Chuy's in Glendale off 95th Ave. I know this is hard to believe, but I was the only person in the entire 400-member club that had the correct location. I showed up, at the right time and place, and you could hear crickets chirping in that joint. Not a single Parrothead was there. Not even one paid enough attention to the multiple emails and website postings to know when and where they were supposed to be Saturday night.
As if that's not weird enough, here's where it gets really strange:
They all showed up simultaneously, though mistakenly, at the Chuy's on Cave Creek.
:::cue Twilight Zone theme:::
I mean, the odds must be astronomical that every single Parrothead that went to the Happy Hour Saturday night had the wrong location, yet somehow managed to show up at the exact same, albeit incorrect, Chuy's on Cave Creek. Even the evening's musical entertainment, The Rocket Man Sam Rainwater himself, got it wrong. He set up all his equipment at the Cave Creek Chuy's instead of the Glendale Chuy's.
And that, folks, is the only reason that The Crime Dog did not put his paw down and insist that every last one of those inattentive Parrotheads get back into their cars and drive to the correct location. I simply think too much of The Rocket Man to force him to tear down his equipment, move it 30+ miles, and set it up again.
Once I arrived, and gave a stern talking-to to that bunch of airheads, the evening actually went very well. I'm satisfied that it won't happen again.
We partied with the purpose of raising money for troop mailings, and it looks like it will come in somewhere around $450 when all is said and done, between The Rocket Man's tips, his company's match, and our 50/50 raffle. Well done, you geographically impaired pinheads.
I had a great time backing Sam on congas, and as intermission entertainment, The Fetching Mrs. Crime Dog and I did a little number of our own. It was Anyone Else But You, the Moldy Peaches song that was featured in the wonderful film Juno. I'm not sure it translated well to our group, as most of them seemed unfamiliar with the song. It's supposed to be very simple and informal, sang in simple voices to simple chords. In fact, if you sing and play well, the song is probably not for you. I thought it went very well, but it may have been lost on most everyone but TFMCD and me.
And if you haven't seen Juno, then you need to run, not walk, to your nearest video store and get it. You too will be singing Anyone Else But You yourself by the end of the film. The Crime Dog would not lead you astray.
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As if that's not weird enough, here's where it gets really strange:
They all showed up simultaneously, though mistakenly, at the Chuy's on Cave Creek.
:::cue Twilight Zone theme:::
I mean, the odds must be astronomical that every single Parrothead that went to the Happy Hour Saturday night had the wrong location, yet somehow managed to show up at the exact same, albeit incorrect, Chuy's on Cave Creek. Even the evening's musical entertainment, The Rocket Man Sam Rainwater himself, got it wrong. He set up all his equipment at the Cave Creek Chuy's instead of the Glendale Chuy's.
And that, folks, is the only reason that The Crime Dog did not put his paw down and insist that every last one of those inattentive Parrotheads get back into their cars and drive to the correct location. I simply think too much of The Rocket Man to force him to tear down his equipment, move it 30+ miles, and set it up again.
Once I arrived, and gave a stern talking-to to that bunch of airheads, the evening actually went very well. I'm satisfied that it won't happen again.
We partied with the purpose of raising money for troop mailings, and it looks like it will come in somewhere around $450 when all is said and done, between The Rocket Man's tips, his company's match, and our 50/50 raffle. Well done, you geographically impaired pinheads.
I had a great time backing Sam on congas, and as intermission entertainment, The Fetching Mrs. Crime Dog and I did a little number of our own. It was Anyone Else But You, the Moldy Peaches song that was featured in the wonderful film Juno. I'm not sure it translated well to our group, as most of them seemed unfamiliar with the song. It's supposed to be very simple and informal, sang in simple voices to simple chords. In fact, if you sing and play well, the song is probably not for you. I thought it went very well, but it may have been lost on most everyone but TFMCD and me.
And if you haven't seen Juno, then you need to run, not walk, to your nearest video store and get it. You too will be singing Anyone Else But You yourself by the end of the film. The Crime Dog would not lead you astray.
