For lots of reasons, and reasons other than the usual one, we were late arriving at Pizza Plus tonight. As we were walking in the door I saw the lights were up and there seemed to be people just milling around. "Huh, the show is over", I am thinking. But yet the music is still fairly loud. I walked in the door, down the hallway and turned to go into the bar only to realize the sound was behind me. I guess I was quite surprised. I have been to Pizza Plus a few times for a band but they have always been setup at the end of the bar, next to the main door. I had never been to the back ro
So today started out with the death of a classmate. He was what I remember from high school, an ok guy. Schools were different back in those days. Harsher. The bullies ran free. Mike, personally, never made it harsher for me. But he was a terrible jokester, and hung out regularly with an even worse one. Though I tried to stay under their radar, I graduated in a class of about 50. I was destined to catch their attention from time to time.
For those of you just tuning in, I have been sick. My turn at the family cold that has been traveling in our house. Came down with it Sunday morning. Five days stuck in the house sorting out the whole living(?) dying(?) battle. Today was my first real day to feel human again. Tonight, I *had* to get out of the house. Had to. So that is part of the reason, but I have to say there was one other.
Tonight was a final sendoff to The James Sheeley House. After years of being the idea stage for budding musicians it has come to an end. Dubbed the end of an Era show, this is the last night of performances on the stage where so many local musicians got their start. I really hope this venue doesn't stay closed long.