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I WANT A NEW POPE
(Apologies to Huey Lewis and the News)
by Catty Marlboro
I want a new pope
One who won't make me pray
One who won't make me tell my sins
And lets me sleep late Sundays
I want a new pope
One who won't make me kneel
One who lets me eat meat for Lent
Like pork chops or veal
One that won't make me nervous
When I go online
One who doesn't tell me
there's someone watching all the time
watching all the time
I want a new pope
One who won't drool
One who treats women fair
Says no prayer in school
I want a new pope
One who won't bugger boys
One who won't make me go to church
and listen to all that noise
One who won't make me teary
worrying about hell
One who won't forbid me to use contraceptive gel
to use contraceptive gel, baby
What is it with people when you give them a compliment and they dissect your words and relate them to their past relationships? No, I’m not your old boyfriend… I didn’t do those things to you. Yes, I wholeheartedly meant what I said to be taken literally and I’m certainly not going to talk to you ever again. WTF? I was having a great day.
What a truly weird day…
I woke up tired but I slept well, sometimes this happens. I walked outside about 8am, got in my truck and noticed storm clouds looming towards the north. I couldn’t help but think, Santa Fe’s getting pounded, those clouds were dark. I stopped and grabbed a breakfast burrito (chorizo, egg and cheese…yummy) and headed off to work.
As I got on the base people were driving erratically as is they were lost or confused as to where to go. Dodging the fuck-wits I got into an open stretch of road with no one else around. All of a sudden a flock of pigeons crossed in front of me, I immediately said “This isn’t good”. No later than I utter the last syllable, I took two of them out. Feathers were everywhere and I was only going 35, WTF?????
Lunch time comes around and I decided to go to my favorite music store and pick up a few things. The sky is still overcast and very grey; I think people in Albuquerque automatically default to “retarded” when the sun is not out. As I pull into the parking lot, there are several stop signs before getting to the store and the very last one I get to, this snotty cow runs the sign and almost t-bones me. I look at her in complete disgust and mouth the words “There’s a stop sign there you stupid bitch”! She looked astonished that someone actually called her on it. I kept going and finally got to my destination a few yards away. As soon as I got in the door the guys inside applauded me and told me they saw everything and how I had the right of way.
On my way back to work I noticed several near accidents ALL of which involved someone using a cell phone while driving… The day isn’t over yet I still have to traverse town this afternoon to pick up a prescription and get home safely. I think I’ll just go to the movies tonight and “hop” from “Black Dahlia” to “Flyboys” and end the night with “All the Kings Men”. I get my monies worth that way!
Austin Texas… Damn it gets hot there, yet a very cool place. I took 5 days off to go check out the town and the Summer NAMM show. It was about 1/5th the size of the Winter show that takes place in Anaheim every January. A few companies that stood out were 65 Amps, Fuchs Amps and Ibanez Guitars. The later is reissuing my doubleneck. They are doing a limited run of 30 for 10K a pop. It was fun to tell people that I had an original and watch their faces drop to the floor. HAHA. That’s the show…on to the nightlife.
The first night, my flight got in about 11:30 at night, had a weather delay in El Paso. My friend Michael Holt and I drove around looking at all the clubs and stuff until about 2am. I crashed at his place and I thank you man for putting up with me! I got up Friday and hit the NAMM show, I acquired some VIP passes from King Double Basses for a show they were sponsoring at the Continental Club that night. The show consisted of Doyle Bramhall, Unknown Hinson and a new band called The Lonesome Spurs. The Spurs are a duet that have labeled themselves as “The White Stripes of Country”. Imagine this…a hot girl dressed in 50’s Wanda Jackson garb playing tenor guitar while singing and stomping a bass drum pedal that was striking a Samsonite suitcase and one killer Tele shredder dude. Yeah It Was Cool!!!
MH and I made it to the back of the club after watching the Spurs and we happened to settle standing back by the kitchen /back stage door. People were walking by me and started asking if Doyle Bramhall was back there… Me being the smart ass I am, acted as if I was the club bouncer and told people to “Mind their own business, go back into the club”. One guy I even told “He’s probably out back, you’ll have to walk around the club to get there”. Even though they were back behind the door, I didn’t care! So the artists start walking out to the stage and the ones that just finished performing were inviting their friends back stage. I noticed that they were all going up a dark flight of stairs and not coming down. I told MH “I’m going to find out what’s up there”. As I reached the top there was another club that had a live jazz band playing and a bar. I went down to get MH and told him to get up here. We stayed up there the rest of the night, sitting on the window sill chatting with some of Austin’s musical aristocracy. Good Times.
Day two we hit the NAMM show again, MH is a Blues player in Austin and potentially got a few endorsements from several companies. Which is cool, you can never make enough contacts in the music business. At the end of the show we had a VIP pass for a show at Stubbs that HiWatt Amps and Coffin Cases were putting on. The Spurs and Hinson were playing again but the headliner was the three remaining members of Johnny Cash’s band. Prior to them playing, Coffin Case had a “Fashion” show with a bunch of hot Goth girls. Yummy! Cash’s band finally got up on stage and just slammed through the old classics. It was just like seeing Johnny live. After seeing the show we walked down the street to “BEERLAND” MH’s harmonica player owns this place and we kicked it at the back table watching people not paying attention to where they were walking, trip and fall down on the floor. Randall you are the man!
Day three, for the most part started slow and then got surreal. We ventured up to North Austin and checked out a country honky tonk complete with “chicken shit bingo” for those who are not familiar with the ‘sport’, allow me to explain. There is a bingo style board that many numbers on it with a live chicken strutting around on it. This is all confined within a cage and you put your money on a number and if the chicken drops turd on your number… Voilà! You’re a winner. Rednecks…I just don’t get it. It’s about 3pm on Sunday and this place was SRO!!! That lasted for about 10 minutes and then we headed for downtown again. MH asks if I was in the mood for a burger and that he had a good place in mind to go to.
Here is where we enter the twilight zone… As we pull up on a parking spot MH notices someone across the street, I’m mostly oblivious because at this point of the weekend my ankle started killing me from all the walking around. We come up on the party that was there on the side walk and I’m looking at the women in the group and how nice they were when I hear MH say “How are you doing Jimmie”? I kept walking and turned to see who MH is talking to. Freakin’ Jimmie Vaughn. You know…Stevie Ray Vaughn’s brother. Mr. Vaughn has some encouraging words for MH but at the same time told him “I know who you are and where and what and how you play, and I like what I heard”. The conversation ends politely and we walk off. We get to the corner and look at each other and I say to MH, “That isn’t who I think it was, was it”? To which he replied “Yup”. We cut through a few alleys to get to where we are going and hear a band playing. We walk in during their sound check, listen for a few minutes and then we leave and get to the burger joint we initially were going to. We place our order and then the band we were just listening to comes in. MH being the social type he is goes over and talks with them for a few minutes and learns who they are. Blue Cheer. This band did a cover of Eddie Cochran’s ‘Summer Time Blues’ back in the late 60’s. They were in Austin on their 40th anniversary tour. After dinner we head back to the apt. to soak in what had just happened.
Later that night MH’s friends call him and invite us to hang out at an Italian bistro on Congress St. We get there dressed in jeans and t-shirts while everyone else in the place has on nice slacks and dress shirts. I felt a bit uncomfortable but after a few ice breaking moments we felt welcome enough to talk about real stuff , relationships etc... I left there making a few new friends that I will hopefully see again soon.
After the bistro we head back up to the Continental Club to check out Red Volkart only to find out that he was out on a cruise and other people were subbing for him and a few others. We ended the night going to see Blue Cheer and once again hanging out at “Beerland”. Austin did leave me with a positive feeling about the place. I could see myself one day living there. Yet I have some issues to clear up here at home. On the flight home as the announcement for our final decent into Albuquerque was made, there was an audible groan from several people around me about how much they hated this place, the city, the local government, the economy, the people, the educational system, the governer… It wouldn’t stop. It didn’t stop until we got to the gate. I had to agree, I’ve said it before, the only reason I’m here is my job. Perhaps I should start looking…
Tomorrow Kirtland AFB is going to host an airshow. Already several planes have shown up to be static displays. Also the Thunderbirds just flew in and they are going to have a practice show in about 15 minutes. So I'm taking off early to go sit in my truck and watch! My office is only about 1000 feet from the runway... Off I go!
That Was COOL!
|You are 100% Taurus|
Welcome to your "adult" life. You can now drink *cough*, Vote and go to nightclubs with no fear of impunity. Basically nothing has changed, but your legal to do a lot more of nothing. As you would say..."squeee". Happy Birthday, is it brownies again this year?
When I first read that Gretchen Mol was going to play the lovely Bettie, I was skeptical. Even looking at the stills from the movie in one of our local rags, I still wasn’t convinced. However, after seeing the movie last night, Gretchen friggin’ nailed the part! I was soooo impressed! I actually had to double-take a few times because I thought I was watching the old movies. She was THAT GOOD!
The story is based around Bettie’s decision to give up her “modeling” career and find something else. Meanwhile the meat of the movie is giving us a background on how Bettie got involved in the pin up business. In between the major points the story goes back to Bettie sitting in a courthouse waiting to give her testimony. Apparently she had been subpoenaed by Congress for an investigation on the morality of her work that was being published by Irving Klaw. As she sits waiting, she can overhear all of testimony given by several other people, this appears to be a deciding factor at the end of the movie. Knowing Bettie’s story I knew where it was going to end, yet it was done tastefully and I applaud the director for her efforts.
Now if you’re a 50’s music fan, as I am, the soundtrack is perfect. I’m going to go find it at lunch today. Go see this movie if you’re a Bettie fan, you will not be disappointed!
You Are Coke
A true original and classic, you represent the best of everything you can offer.
Just the right amount of sweet, just the right amount of energy... you're the life of the party.
Your best soda match: Mountain Dew
Stay away from:Dr Pepper