Sunday, October 23, 2005

Tick Tick Tock - It's a quarter to 2...

So, it was an interesting Saturday around these parts. Marvin and I were supposed to go to Philadelphia, but unfortunately I ended up working until late Saturday evening making that an impossibility.

After an unexpected 2 hour nap we decided to check out the much rumored Madonna appearance at Roxy. Since we have a complete inability to go out at any kind of normal hour we didn't end up getting to the club until almost 2am.

The place was a complete madhouse - people wall to wall--- And more girls then I've ever seen at the Roxy (especially on a Saturday night!)

They had replaced the "O" in Roxy with the disco ball from the cover of the new Madonna CD--- oh -- and upped the cover charge at the door to $25 (for members) or $40 for non-members. That pretty much sealed that she was going to make an appearance.

We get inside only to find an even longer line. After waiting for about 10 minutes I hear people screaming and the bass line to "Hung Up" blasting in the main room. She was there - AND I WAS ON LINE. This was clearly not going to do.

In the end we managed to make it inside to hear the end of one of her songs entitled "I Love New York" and a track entitled "Sorry". Both of these tracks made me even more excited for the CD then I had been previously.

It was great to see Madonna out and about - she does not look like an almost 50 year old woman! I only wish she would have actually done ...something during her visit to the Roxy. All she did was shake her ass up on the stage and introduce her album -- and sweat her ass off (along with the rest of the crowd). I guess it's better then nothing!

Peter Rauhofer was the DJ that night and played an excellent set-- although he did play multiple mixes of "Hung Up" during the course of the night. I like the song and all, but 4 times is excessive!

The one thing I'm disappointed about is that Madonna also made an appearance down the block from me at the Misshapes
party @ Luke & Leroy. I had really wanted to go and hear Stuart Price's DJ set. For those who don't know he's a fantastic producer/remixer who also produced Madonna's latest album. I even commented to Marvin earlier in the week how if Madonna was going to show up at any party it would be the Misshapes party!

She apparently spun (with Stuart's help) for half an hour to a small crowd (who only paid $5 to get in I might add!) - but again - some Madonna is better then no Madonna!

In related news - I am going to try and not mention Madonna for at least another week on this blog. As much as I love her she's getting too much air time here!


At 6:33 PM, Anonymous maureen g said...

I don't think you can go very long with talking about Madonna, Thomas...if anyone should know it's me. Remember, I knew you when.....

At 10:53 PM, Blogger 'Thought & Humor' said...

We work like a horse.
We eat like a pig.
We like to play chicken.
You can get someone's goat.
We can be as slippery as a snake.
We get dog tired.
We can be as quiet as a mouse.
We can be as quick as a cat.
Some of us are as strong as an ox.
People try to buffalo others.
Some are as ugly as a toad.
We can be as gentle as a lamb.
Sometimes we are as happy as a lark.
Some of us drink like a fish.
We can be as proud as a peacock.
A few of us are as hairy as a gorilla.
You can get a frog in your throat.
We can be a lone wolf.
But I'm having a whale of a time!

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and undoubtedly must have
atypical & quiescent potential
for your intended readership.
May I suggest that you do
everything in your power to
honor your encyclopedic/omniscient
Designer/Architect as well
as your revering audience.
As soon as we acknowledge
this Supreme Designer/Architect,
Who has erected the beauteous
fabric of the universe, our minds
must necessarily be ravished with
wonder at this infinate goodness,
wisdom and power.

Please remember to never
restrict anyone's opportunities
for ascertaining uninterrupted
existence for their quintessence.

There is a time for everything,
a season for every activity
under heaven. A time to be
born and a time to die. A
time to plant and a time to
harvest. A time to kill and
a time to heal. A time to
tear down and a time to
rebuild. A time to cry and
a time to laugh. A time to
grieve and a time to dance.
A time to scatter stones
and a time to gather stones.
A time to embrace and a
time to turn away. A time to
search and a time to lose.
A time to keep and a time to
throw away. A time to tear
and a time to mend. A time
to be quiet and a time to
speak up. A time to love
and a time to hate. A time
for war and a time for peace.

Best wishes for continued ascendancy,
Dr. Howdy

P.S. One thing of which I am sure is
that the common culture of my youth
is gone for good. It was hollowed out
by the rise of ethnic "identity politics,"
then splintered beyond hope of repair
by the emergence of the web-based
technologies that so maximized and
facilitated cultural choice as to make
the broad-based offerings of the old
mass media look bland and unchallenging
by comparison."


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