My memories of the excellent time I had last night are somewhat confused, but I think it was something like this:
Several wineglasses were broken after we repaired downstairs to the firepit for the roasted-oyster segment of the party. We found a melted wineglass in the ashes this morning, and I am told that I instructed someone to throw it in, because "That's what it's there for."
A good time was had by all. We followed it up this morning with breakfast on a heroic scale for many stragglers.
H/t Bookworm Room.
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That sounds like a good time!
Now I'm sorry you didn't get those recordings I asked about. Or maybe not: Harry O'Donoghue tells the story of a time when, well into the evening, he and some of his Irish folk music friends decided that they just sounded so good they had to record it. So they set up the equipment and went on with the rest of the night, all the time telling each other, "This is going to be fantastic!"
He said the next morning, when they played it back, they realized that nobody's instrument was even in tune. But somehow, on the night...
So they set up the equipment and went on with the rest of the night....
The lyric (such as it was) to Iron Butterfly's In-A-Gadda-Da-Vida is reputed, probably apocryphally, to have been written in a lysergic acid diethylamide haze.
It seemed to have worked for them; although Iron Butterfly was, if not a one-hit wonder, certainly a flash in the pan.
Somehow, I think you, T99, had a better time.
Eric Hines
Great video. It reflects the kind of obsession I find charming and provides an eye-opening truth about rhythm - especially for someone like me who has almost none to speak of.
And I'd like an invite to your next party - I'll bring the wineglasses. :+)
You'd be more than welcome! Are you in Texas? We do this every February on the weekend closest to the full moon. Next year I'm planning a conga line, which I'm hoping will end with all the guests tearing off their clothes and winding through the woods in a full-on Bacchanalia with pipes and laurel wreaths in their hair.
I know the video focused on Rita Hayworth, and she was especially great in that last sequence from "Pal Joey," but I can't take my eyes off of Fred Astaire and, to a lesser degree, Gene Kelly. Now that's dancing. That is just pure sex.
Some guests took the melted wineglass fragments home to make a windchime out of.
...which I'm hoping will end with all the guests tearing off their clothes and winding through the woods in a full-on Bacchanalia with pipes and laurel wreaths in their hair.
Now that sounds like a party. In February, too.
Eh -- it's not very cold here in February.
I'm not in Texas but I went to college at Rice and get back to Houston every so often. If I'm in the neighborhood next February, I'll ask for directions. :+)
The only Rita Hayworth movie that I'm sure I've seen is "Gilda" although a few others in the video look familiar.
As for Fred Astaire, years ago a friend sent me for my birthday a video of Fred Astaire and Eleanor Powell in "Broadway Melody of 1940". Any time I need a lift, I just watch it and that's all it takes. Just amazing.
Greetings, fellow Owl! Rockport is about three hours down the coast from Houston, about 45 minutes north of Corpus Christi.
Hoot 'em, Owls!
My college roommate's family has a condo in Rockport. Small world.
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