A few shout-outs of 'rest in peace,' if you please
The Dallas sports station I used to do traffic for would always make note of celebrity death trifectas, such as the week in April of 1998 when we lost Tammy Wynette, Wendy O. Williams of the Plasmatics, and Rob Pillatus of Milli Vanilli. This week, I'm sorry to have to bid farewell to:
Ibrahim Ferrer - The 80-something Cuban crooner whose energetically dizzying performance at Bass Hall left me glowing in the dark and walking on air.
Peter Jennings - News anchor extraordinaire and my 5:30 crush. Sheena Easton had a crush on him, too. God bless Peter Jennings. Often it was the most horrible news in the world he had to deliver, but you felt his pain, right along with your own.
Barbara Bel Geddes - She portrayed the beloved Ewing family matriarch Miss Ellie on the series "Dallas." Her death came also within days of the announcement that the third season - a.k.a. the "Who Shot J.R.?" period - would be coming out on DVD.
Songs getting me through the week, somehow. Laugh all you want:
Charlie Daniels Band - "Long Haired Country Boy." Seriously. Charlie was cool way back when, before Christ and the Cracker Barrel kicked in. And the lyrics pretty much sum up my attitude these days.
The Eagles - "Those Shoes." Like a woman needs any encouragement. Other than that, I'm not the biggest Eagles fan in the world; as a matter of fact, I'm right there with The Dude from "The Big Lebowski" when it comes to Henley, Frey, et al - "Look, I'm having a rough day, and I hate the fuckin' Eagles, man!" But this song fucking rocks. Does Joe Walsh play on this one?
The James Gang - "Walk Away." Speaking of Joe Walsh. I love, love, love this song. There's another Joe Walsh song that I like - "Life of Illusion" - but iTunes didn't have it. Fuckahs. Don't know what brought this sudden Joe Walsh thing on.
Los Super 7 - "Cupido." Freddy Fender, Rick Trevino, and Calexico in one delectable earful. I can't speak or sing in Spanish for shit, but I catch myself singing along despite it all. "Ojitos Traidores," too. I've got four words for ya: Jacob Valenzuela's trumpet solo. Could charm the birds out of the trees, man.
Blind Faith - "Presence of the Lord." Clapton, this time with Little Stevie Winwood. Does it to me every time.
Ibrahim Ferrer - The 80-something Cuban crooner whose energetically dizzying performance at Bass Hall left me glowing in the dark and walking on air.
Peter Jennings - News anchor extraordinaire and my 5:30 crush. Sheena Easton had a crush on him, too. God bless Peter Jennings. Often it was the most horrible news in the world he had to deliver, but you felt his pain, right along with your own.
Barbara Bel Geddes - She portrayed the beloved Ewing family matriarch Miss Ellie on the series "Dallas." Her death came also within days of the announcement that the third season - a.k.a. the "Who Shot J.R.?" period - would be coming out on DVD.
Songs getting me through the week, somehow. Laugh all you want:
Charlie Daniels Band - "Long Haired Country Boy." Seriously. Charlie was cool way back when, before Christ and the Cracker Barrel kicked in. And the lyrics pretty much sum up my attitude these days.
The Eagles - "Those Shoes." Like a woman needs any encouragement. Other than that, I'm not the biggest Eagles fan in the world; as a matter of fact, I'm right there with The Dude from "The Big Lebowski" when it comes to Henley, Frey, et al - "Look, I'm having a rough day, and I hate the fuckin' Eagles, man!" But this song fucking rocks. Does Joe Walsh play on this one?
The James Gang - "Walk Away." Speaking of Joe Walsh. I love, love, love this song. There's another Joe Walsh song that I like - "Life of Illusion" - but iTunes didn't have it. Fuckahs. Don't know what brought this sudden Joe Walsh thing on.
Los Super 7 - "Cupido." Freddy Fender, Rick Trevino, and Calexico in one delectable earful. I can't speak or sing in Spanish for shit, but I catch myself singing along despite it all. "Ojitos Traidores," too. I've got four words for ya: Jacob Valenzuela's trumpet solo. Could charm the birds out of the trees, man.
Blind Faith - "Presence of the Lord." Clapton, this time with Little Stevie Winwood. Does it to me every time.
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