Friday, September 15, 2017

Battle of the Bands: Loca, Anyone?

 

It's the new and improved once-per-month-on-the-15th Battle of the Bands! YASSSSSSS, Lord!

As always, this lovefest blogging event was first introduced by our friends, Fae and Stephen, and I'd like to give a heartfelt "thank you" to the one and only: Fae @ Far Away Eyes (out of sight, but never out of ind!) and Stephen T. McCarthy presents... (my brudder from anudder mudder, praise the Lord).

Whazzup: Our battles take place once a month on the 15th! On the 21st, come on back! That's when I return, total all of the votes, maybe even add my own tie-breaker, and announce the winner. 

For this month, I've got a theme (it may be repeating in my life, too, but that is another story). One man's crazy is another man's ....vocation? Passion? Celebration? Who can say, crazy is so pathelogically personal. So many hours to fill with delusion, confusion, and allusion. Most of us can recall a time in their life when another person's crazy stepped on their own personal crazy and that may have been one of the "zones" I am moving away from right now. Again, I scream: YAAAAASSS, Lord.

In the meantime, why not celebrate crazy? Here's two well known artists who not only recognize crazy, but celebrate it with a decent beat and a whole lotta attitude. If I had a channel of just these kinda tunes, I'd embrace loca every day of the week. 

Interesting fact: every "loca" song involves wearing less clothing per square inch. The more you know... (That wouldn't work in my personal loca world, as my responsibility to the world is to keep Cherdo under as much fabric as humanly possible to prevent mass hysteria. But, I digress. Wasn't there a song in this conversation somewhere...oh, there he is...Ricky, if you please?).

CONTENDER # 1:  RICKY MARTIN
"Living La Vida Loca"



CONTENDER # 2:  SHAKIRA

"Loca"


To recap:  He's living la vida loca. She's crazy...but YOU like it. Dat enough loca for ya?

Then, do your duty, my peeps. Analyze the offerings and then check out the other bloggers (the ones who do this well) and I'll see you on the 21st with the Results of the September 2017 Battle of the Bands.  


Then take a rest. Print out this coupon and use it. It's good in all 50 states and countries that use/acknowledge the Euro or Yen.  私はあなたを忘れていない


Till then...
Flipping Out Daily, 
Cherdo


Tuesday, August 22, 2017

BOTB Results: "It's Too Late"


Stop the press!

These two were neck and neck all the way and in the end - BAM! A tie. So, it falls on me to break the tie and I think I'll go against all tradition and LET IT STAND.

Let's be honest, I can't have any ill will between me and the likes o' Amy Grant or Gloria Estefan. Number 1, Amy Grant lives about an hour away and I dig her hubby, Vince Gill, too. It wouldn't be neighborly. Number 2, I like to travel, I know very few people in Miami, and Gloria Estefan would be just the kinda of gal pal I'd want to call to hang with while cruising the steamy streets of southern Florida. The last thing I need to happen is to have Gloria bring up the issue of the Great Battle of the Bands 2017 Tie Breaker Resolution, have her PEOPLE giving my PEOPLE grief, tears and streaming mascara, yada yada yada....

SING US OUT, GALS! Show me a different tune and no hard feelings. Something you OWN!


Amy Grant: "Baby Baby"



Gloria Estefan: "Conga"

Don't you feel better about the whole deal when you hear these songs? Come on, you DO and you know it. 

This will make you feel even better:  check out the other bloggers (the timely ones) and I'll see you on the 15th of next month for the next Battle of the Bands.


Flipping Out Daily, 
Cherdo



Wednesday, August 16, 2017

Battle of the Bands: "It's Too Late"


"Forgive me, Father Gary, for I have sinned...I actually had another Battle of the Bands to post yesterday, but I got tied up and didn't do it. In my shame, I felt compelled to re-do it and pay homage to lateness."

Friday, July 21, 2017

Battle of the Bands Results: "Always On Your Side"


Well, that was a close one! If you were in on the voting, thanks so much. But nothing can knock Sheryl Crow and Sting off of their perch. It might have helped if I had remembered to say "don't vote for the original, just the contenders." This is an example of what one might call "rusty blogger syndrome."

Saturday, July 15, 2017

Battle of the Bands: Always On Your Side


I'm back. More on that in later posts! 

Let's get this rolling 'cause I'm jumping on the new and improved once-per-month-on-the-15th Battle of the Bands! YASSSSSSS!

As always, this lovefest blogging event was first introduced by our friends, Fae and Stephen, and I'd like to give them a heartfelt "thank you" to the one and only: Fae @ Far Away Eyes (out of sight, but never out of mind!) and Stephen T. McCarthy presents...(my brudder).

Whazzup: Our battles take place once a month on the 15th! On the 21st, come on back! That's when I return, total all of the votes, maybe even add mine, and announce the winner. 

Sheryl Crow has a slew of hits behind her and I'd venture to say that instant name recognition goes right along with that. If you want to know more about her, go here. Those of you who don't want to read a small novella of data on the edge of plagarism and journalistic regret should fully appreciate that link. You're welcome.

Wednesday, February 22, 2017

Jacqueline: A Lurve Story


"UB40, one of my faves! Yup, this choice puts you firmly in my tribe. ;-) "
Jacqueline Mitchell

It would please me to no end to be in Jacqueline Mitchell's tribe; I'm certain that I know the full characteristics of all the members. 

Each member would have a cheery disposition with a touch of sassy and snark. Impecable container gardens with delicious abundance would surround a neat home. We'd all praise the Scottish and envy her personal Great Scot. We'd all have to know the movie Trainspotting by heart and cheer when Spud awoke to find his big windfall. We'd believe every crazy cure on the "interwebz," if only for comic relief. All the best music of the last fifty years would be firmly planted in our memories; how else can we chat it up? All our kitchens would be filled with the most wonderful scents; pots of homemade goodness to share daily.

That would be our tribe; that is our tribe. 

Our chieftain has been laid to rest, but the tribe gathers once more in this "other world" where hands never shake and bodies don't betray us. 

Jacqueline used to say "I think I lurve you a little" whenever she approved of my particular brand of snark and giggles. A sweet sentiment from a sweet friend; I hope the angels appreciate their new neighbor the way we appreciated her. Perhaps that thought makes her loss bearable.

To Jacqueline: I always lurved you a lot. Sleep tight, sweetie.