Ettienne's farewell show at the Rickshaw Stop was a time warp to 1998 (or before). Images of that old man soft shoe-ing to Ettienne at the Ivy Room danced through my head (Whatever happened to that guy? Why didn't he ever ask me to dance?) Many a night at Bruno's. The Stork Club with C.O.B. The sweet voice and the sweet man will be missed. We wish him and his beautiful family all the best as they
My Morning Jacket at the Fillmore=sex under the bleachers (as a NYC kid, the closest i got was hooking up on the bathroom floor of the Plaza, but after mmj, i have a feeling i know now what i was missing). My Morning Jacket at the Fillmore=driving down Old Montauk Highway with the top down on the Jeep (been there, done that, and was happy to go there again after a 15 year hiatus). My Morning Ja...
Greetings from MOG HQ. I am enjoying the pleasure of spending this chilly afternoon cozied up with the beating heart of MOG. Jess Horrible is getting the place into the holiday spirit with her Emmylou selection. Joy to the world.
Ahhh...fresh air. Finally, the curtain has gone up and those of us who have been toiling behind the scenes get to see MOG in all its glory and filled with more music freaks than should be legal by USDA standards. Just wanted to give props to the developers, project managers, assistants, advisors et al. who made this all happen. And most importantly to the guy who keeps the MOG brain next to his...
Like music? Have kids? Take them to see the "Sippy Cups":http//sippycups.com!!! The music alone isn't going to rock your world, but pair it with a psychedelic, interactive show that includes bubbles, train dances, a flower tower and an irridescent elephant and you've got yourself one groovy, baby-booty shaking party. I left wishing the shows I go to could be as entertaining. And my daughter was ta