In the Bloom Bloom Room

I feel very fortunate. I've come into this thing called music, in my "later" years, so to speak.  Wholeheartedly.  Not just listening or dancing to.  Participating, creating, hearing, watching.  I don't know if I would have it any other way.  I am discovering and learning and becoming.  The passion grows with each discovery or teaching no matter how small.  How lucky … Continue reading In the Bloom Bloom Room

As the Borough Turns… (an ongoing saga).

Her long awaited trip postponed.  Days away from him on hold.  Comfortably lying on the shag, she lit the fire.  Running her fingers through her hair, she hesitated.  Then threw it in.  The box.  That box of desire.  This box which reaked of his smell, his touch, his kiss.  No longer to her avail, it had to be done.  Theirs had to … Continue reading As the Borough Turns… (an ongoing saga).


How very right on.... Desiderata (Latin: "desired things"). 1927 by American writer Max Ehrmann. Desiderata Go placidly amid the noise and haste, and remember what peace there may be in silence. As far as possible without surrender be on good terms with all persons. Speak your truth quietly and clearly; and listen to others, even … Continue reading Desiderata

Life Boat O’ Blues and Yonder

Awoke Saturday and for no apparent reason (that I am conscious of) with a lack of passion, feelings of loneliness, doubtful and overwhelmed.  The feeling of what the heck are we all here for and what's the "purpose".  What's my purpose?  Couldn't kick it.  I guess this is called the "being powerless over what feelings … Continue reading Life Boat O’ Blues and Yonder

No Chance

No chance.  No more dance.  I refrain.  No more pain.  No more lies.  Or disguise. I see you.  Betrayal.  Projection.  Deceit.  Deflected rage.  Injected blame.  Not my cross to bare or price to pay.  No rescue. No enable.  Objectify. Narcisistic supply.  The Alternative Escape. Starring Superman and the Narcissism cape.  Fly. Your next move? Use or an alternative caretake will … Continue reading No Chance

      Somewhere Over the Pain Beau

      Somewhere Over the Pain Beau...No chance.  No more dance.  I refrain.  No more pain.  No more lies.  Or disguise.  Betrayal.  Projection.  Deceit.  Defied. Deflected rage.  Injected blame.  Not my cross to bare or price to pay.  No rescue or enable.  Objectify. Narcissistically inclined and disabled. The Alternative Escape. Starring the real Superman with a narcissism cape.  Fly.  Next move. … Continue reading       Somewhere Over the Pain Beau

Burn Baby Burn

Although overall, I am feeling terrific and so very grateful for so many darn things, like right now, as I sit at my favorite little mexican dive, sitting at the counter (it's not a fancy "jurnt", as my grandma use to say) sipping (soon maybe gulping!) a nice Chianti along with a delicious quesadilla (okay i'm … Continue reading Burn Baby Burn

The Best I Ever Had…

So I head out last night with a girlfriend for a sort of mini girl's night out .  We agree to make our way to The Bayou in Mt. Vernon, NY ( as our first stop - for a cocktail, some chicken wings (my favorite place for wings - darn good!) and figure the game plan for the rest of the night....... … Continue reading The Best I Ever Had…

You Can Ring My (Kettle) Bell..ell..ell. Ring My Kettle Bell.

I gotta tell ya....less is more sometimes.  I'm doing that Kettleworx workout and I am seeing and feeling a difference in a short time and you really only have to do it 25 minutes 3x a week which is managable for me and sets me up for success rather than burnout after a couple of … Continue reading You Can Ring My (Kettle) Bell..ell..ell. Ring My Kettle Bell.

The Hallway

I've been meaning to write but have had such a plethora of emotion lately, I didn't know where to start.  So many goodbyes life brings about, along with anticipations and doubts of new hellos that sometime play "fear the reaper" I think, without us even realizing it.  Fearing new hellos, or fearing there won't ever be a new hello.  I guess, I … Continue reading The Hallway

Once Upon a Time in New Jersey…

Delightful is the word I use after seeing this musical comedy down at the Hudson Guild on the West Side of Manhattan off of 26th Street.  Funny, sweet, a touch of rambunctiousness and talented actors.  I was pleasantly surprised at the tight production and the live band that parlayed its way succinctly with each segment and … Continue reading Once Upon a Time in New Jersey…

Tim Curtin and Friends Indeed

Well I guess a good way to get my mind off my woes is to talk about something that recently wowed me instead.   This wonderful little rock & roll (with some jazz thrown in) band named Tim Curtin and Friends ( .  What a fabulous surprise it was to see such talent out of a … Continue reading Tim Curtin and Friends Indeed

“Lonely” (x5), Time.

It's hard, when the weekend comes.  When you and me are no longer.  The missing you begins.  Or rather is more apparent. It was hard, when the weekend came.  When me and you were together but didn't get along.  The wanting to lose u began.  Or rather was more apparent. Which is better?  To be with the love that hurts or … Continue reading “Lonely” (x5), Time.

Havin’ Ourselves a Rock-N-Robin Time.

ROCK -N- ROBIN @ The Keltic House 6/19/10.   Finally!  We got it together to make it happen and happen it did.  It was a fun night headlining with the new setup (Me, Michael D'Andrea-Drums, Chris Gorgone-Lead Guitar and George Demas-Bass/Keyboards).  I must have had about 8 shots of Yagermeister (spelling?) with no effect (which is why I … Continue reading Havin’ Ourselves a Rock-N-Robin Time.

Mrs. Mojo Antigone Rising

Went to see this band (these girls) an all female band at an intimate show setting in the Bronx at Lehman College a few weeks back.  The first of an original music band series the school is putting together and trying out.  At first, before the band came on, I was kind of feeling I might be getting … Continue reading Mrs. Mojo Antigone Rising

The Old Man and the Sea(t)

Did you ever just have one of those moments that come from nowhere that just brings warmth to your heart and hope to your soul.  While walking around the city today with my laptop in my backpack and my head between my knees (the boo hoo's of life hitting me these days scenario), I took … Continue reading The Old Man and the Sea(t)

The Ever Changin’ Evolvement of Me

Oh, Shitza (and I'm not referring to a river in Hebrew)'s me saying..."oh, shit" (but trying to be lady-like).  Oh, fuckershit (to hell with the lady-like!).   Just had to let it out.....  Oy vey!  Is it hitting me.....?  Do you mean that bottle of really delicious Shiraz/Casteleo red wine from Portugal that you just noticed you … Continue reading The Ever Changin’ Evolvement of Me

Hell Yeah!'s done.  I nailed the drummer.  In this case, nailing the drummer meaning his acceptance in joining the band.  Which is what went down last night (Saturday Night). Since the moment I saw this drummer play, he sent every cell in my body stir crazy.  A powerhouse.  When he showed an interest in my band … Continue reading Hell Yeah!

Here Comes The Gun, Doo Doo Doo Do.

Little did I know that after returning from a weekend trip to upstate New York that I would be coming back no longer in need of a possible botox injection that I may have been thinking of (yes I can be one of those "use what you got (and a little help don't hurt) to make the best of what you … Continue reading Here Comes The Gun, Doo Doo Doo Do.

The Importance Of Beer and the Family Rumble

Here I was on the way to a family party Saturday night sitting in the back seat of a car driven by a friend of a family member who herself is seating in the front passenger seat with another friend in the back with me.  We are crossing over the George Washington Bridge heading toward Palisades Parkway to go somewhere … Continue reading The Importance Of Beer and the Family Rumble

Rock & Roll and Lettin’ It Go.

Freaky?  Weird?  Screwed up?  Did I say weird?  Kind of surreal....and out of the "is this really going down" book of situations.  This was my experience the first part of the night, last night.  Throughout this demeanor, my emotional side, and my "see it for what it is" was all intact and I was able to … Continue reading Rock & Roll and Lettin’ It Go.

Stairway to Heaven on Eleven(th)

Last night I had the opportunity to climb to the top of stairs and experienced a little bit of heaven.  I showed up at the Montana Studios in midtown Manhattan to watch a new found friend's Led Zeppelin Tribute Band's ("The Song Remains the Same") weekly Saturday night practice and...... was blown away.  Prior to accepting the invite to go, I didn't … Continue reading Stairway to Heaven on Eleven(th)