Arguably my finest hour. I was playing Your Song by Elton John, and as I was finishing the last chorus, Karen nodded to me and directed my attention to the bartender. She was a pretty young blonde girl and she explained that her grandfather’s favorite song for his wife was this same song. You alreadyContinue reading “I Made a Girl Cry”
Category Archives: music
Knowing When to Quit
Never. I would love to say I am such a noble individual and that I do not believe in quitting under any circumstances. I would dearly love to say it, but it is a falsehood. I have quit at certain times in my life, or more accurately, I just didn’t care enough to fight orContinue reading “Knowing When to Quit”
Another Letter to Robin Meade
As many of you know who follow my crazy blog, I always invite Robin Meade, the perky little Newsbabe from HLN’s Morning News program whenever I play a gig. Not surprisingly, she missed my show at the Sycamore Springs Nursing home last week despite my invitation. Here goes: Hi Robin: It is me, Maddogg. IContinue reading “Another Letter to Robin Meade”
Cheers
I take shots at pretty much everything here, on my little, tiny piece of the internet. I don’t bullshit, despite possessing one of the world’s greatest stockpiles of it. I don’t give a shit about politics; I usually let the Domestic Despot send in our ballots, that is how interested I am. Besides, let’s faceContinue reading “Cheers”
I Refuse to Live in Fear
It started, for me, with the Columbine High School massacre. Up until then, I don’t fully remember the previous mass school shootings, but I’m sure we had them. I wasn’t afraid to walk into a high school after that. The club shooting in Florida? For a musician and performing artist, I am not afraid toContinue reading “I Refuse to Live in Fear”
Burned in My Memory
Out of the sum total of our lives, there are a few things that are burned in our memories in varying degrees. Your first date. Your first kiss. Your wedding, children, I could go on and on. Unless you are like the Domestic Despot, my beloved Karen, and can remember everything in detail, but sheContinue reading “Burned in My Memory”
Enough Already
I am sure you already know what I am going to say next… I say enough to these stories that people post on Facebook that show a cat, dumped by the side of the road by some asshole who has forfeited their eternal soul, but are too fucking stupid to even realize it. But theContinue reading “Enough Already”
Help Us Name Our Band
At sixty-eight years young, I have accepted the job as lead singer of a working blues band. Five pieces. Drums. Badass experienced drummer. Rhythm guitar. Bodybuilder and nice guy. I don’t think anyone will want to fuck with our equipment with him onstage. He’s also a really cool dude. The lead guitar player is oneContinue reading “Help Us Name Our Band”
Practice
As I prepare for my Friday audition with a blues band, I have sequestered myself in my office/practice room. It has been awhile since I actually fronted a band, and at least it is not a high-energy rock and roll quintet (with me), but they do have a couple lively blues jams. We’ll see. SpeakingContinue reading “Practice”
Enough
Here are some pictures displaying my optimism for the opening match for my Manchester United Reds. You will see a considerable “before and after” effect. I don’t like the new manager (Erik (“cue ball, side pocket”) Ten Hag. I think he is arrogant and reminds me of past United managers that just didn’t fit withContinue reading “Enough”
