Saturday, August 17, 2019

CREEKERS AND KRAZY SALLEE
















Decades ago, Ed Lee gifted me by naming a bar after me. Wayne was the bartender, but he got killed early on. The reason you can tell it was decades ago is because the cover says 1990 cover art all over it.

Friday, August 16, 2019

ELVIS HAS LEFT THE BUILDING







Yes. I worked with an Elvis impersonator. Somehow, I ended up with one of the jumpsuits that had been at a dry cleaners. And that indeed is me wearing it on my 40th birthday-9/9/9-and Robert Petitt wearing it even earlier, a a World Horror Convention in Nashville in 1991.

The other pieces are from the late and lamented Weekly World News. My favorite conspiracy coincidence is this. In his later years, the concert opened with "Also Spake Zarathustra", the theme from 2001: A SPACE ODYSSEY. Elvis died on August 16th, 1977. Add it up.

8+16+1977=2001.

Sunday, August 11, 2019

MY JAILHOUSE GODCHILD



Dressed as she was for my 40th birthday on 9/9/99, my oldest niece Ashley surprised me a few days later and found this on my desk after she had been playing around on my computer.

THE DAMEN SILOS FROM THE ORANGE LINE

I was on the Orange Line when I took this photo and I'm happy that oddball mechanism is there.

Tuesday, August 6, 2019

40TH ANNIVERSARY SINCE THE DISCO DEMOLITION...a month later because I'm a bum









On July 12th 1979, Steve Dahl and Garry Meier, radio hosts on WMAQ1000, set up an event that went totally out of hand. In between the games of a double header, fans were going to be allowed to throw their disco albums on the outfield. Instead, the Bridgeport gabagoos being the way they were, threw smoke bombs, started records on fire, and everybody ran onto the field. The second game was cancelled, and Dahl had a huge fine to pay. Much of the outfield grass had to be replaced.

Unfortunately, I was not watching this at home, because I was working with an Elvis band back then, and we were holed up in Bolingbrook at a place called La Margarita's. It has a different name now, but is still right off Golf Road an Interstate 55. Owned by the late, great Cesar Devolina, who owned quite a few restaurants around the western suburbs, and could often be seen on television commercials during the local news.

Wish I had photos. He were were, in between sets, in the back room huddled around the huge TV. And what do we look like? Well, one guy had a jumpsuit on. That's a given. The rest of us, still mostly broke, were wearing our best outfits. Which just happened to look good on the disco floor at Prime & Tender. I was wearing a salmon-colored shirt with hang-glider lapels and sleeves that, when folded up once, made me look like I was a super-villain. Slacks that made hipster pants look baggy. And I had curly hair, so I looked like Larry Fine from the Three Stooges.

Somehow, in some way, we dodged a bullet by being far away from those crazy nuts at 35th & Shields.

Sunday, August 4, 2019

USING MY RIGHT HAND TO TAKE PHOTOS WITH MY CELL PHONE







I was bored on the ride home from Belmont and decided to try using my right thumb to take photos. Now the bottom two are just for my own amusement, but the rest came out pretty cool, though I did delete about a dozen other shots.