Monday, November 26, 2018

Bohemian Rhapsody - reprised - original post

I like to listen to music when I am critiquing my writing, or if I am writing. No matter if I am happy or sad, it would be safe to say that music gets me centered and in a creative mindset. It keeps sane as well. I was at my favorite coffee shop last Friday, going over a manuscript. I had my headphones on and I was in the zone. I put on the Queen channel. For you young folks, Queen was an innovative group from England that came out in the 1970’s. Their first hit was “Bohemian Rhapsody.” It featured Freddie Mercury as the lead singer. He was a powerful vocalist and could play piano with a light touch that would melt your heart. He was a dynamic entertainer, a sexually attractive man with the worst teeth that you have ever seen. Somehow, that overbite seemed to contribute to his overall charm. To say that Freddie Mercury and Queen were trailblazers in alternative music and dress etc. would be rather an understatement. In fact, some of what they did and said, I did not even understand until I was well into my thirties. (We were totally naïve growing up in the mountains of WNC.) All I knew was that I liked it. Freddie Mercury died at the age of 45 from bronchial pneumonia as a complication of AIDS. He had remained silent on his condition until the day before his death to protect those close to him. However, he went public at the last to throw the disease into the light in hopes protecting others and searching for a cure. Now, when I play the videos, I feel a vacuum has been created in the entertainment atmosphere. The award list of his professional career is too long to name, but it can be summed up in one word, talent. I miss Freddie.

Bohemian Rhapsody - reprised

I recently viewed the movie Bohemian Rhapsody about Freddie Mercury and Queen. While it was a wonderfully made movie with a very talented young actor, it is the cautionary tale of insight into those who view the world differently than the average workaday person. Their reality is on a different plane and they perceive the world with an eye for some of the visionary, beautiful things that escape most understanding. It is often incredibly sad and their existence can be lonely as they live in their own dimensions. Even with a crowd of people around them, they are alone. If you look at the genius of Freddie Mercury, Robin Williams, Hand Williams Sr. and so many more, they are beyond the pale of talent, but isolated within this scope. It is as if they are speaking a language only they understand and while they are talking, the world is enjoying their show, but no one listens to them. This is why some self medicate, to dull the pain and loneliness. In this, we should all give them a little bit of extra slack for their idiosyncrasies and habits and just try to appreciate them. When stars fall from the sky, one cannot hold it in one's hands for very long for it burns when touched and cannot be contained for long.

Friday, April 27, 2018

Screw Me Twice for a Hamburger

Gather around kids, I am going to tell you a story of a frustrating Friday night in Hiawassee Georgia. Please be aware, I am almost naming names. Sorry, it is what it is, I cannot help either of these restaurants at this time. I wanted to get my husband and me a burger and fries to go. It was Friday, I was tired, he was tired and we just wanted something to eat without too much trouble. I went to D’s. I knew it was a buffet, but they have a menu. I ordered two hamburgers with everything and fries. They were busy, so I didn’t mind waiting. However, an hour later, I had nothing. I got up to ask a waitress. She immediately brought the order out. I opened the boxes. It was obvious that the order had sat for a good while. The fries were cold and congealed. The burgers were black and they were plain, just meat and bun. I handed these back to the waitress, apologized and left her with the order. I went to the S G, where I should have gone in the first place. I ordered two bacon cheeseburgers with everything and fries. About 15 minutes later, my order appeared, hot and fresh. Great, I thought, and I headed home. My husband and I sat down at the table and opened the boxes. I picked up the lettuce and tomato, assuming that the other half of the hamburger bun would be under the vegetables. No bun top. I checked the other box. No bun top. So, in the town of Hiawassee, I was screwed over twice for something as simple as a cheeseburger! It is really a sorry state in this town when it comes to dining out. Most of the restaurants want to work banker’s hours. Some only serve dinner on Thursday, Friday and Saturday. Many are closed on Sunday and some only open Thursday, Friday Saturday. I can’t count the times I have wanted to get dinner out and could think of nowhere to go, as it was past 7, or Monday or just plain poor choices for food. Like the new steakhouse in town whose menu says that the Porterhouse for $29.00 is “Porterhouse cut of filet mignon and the Kansas City Strip.” The Kansas City Strip is the tail end on the Porterhouse. It is the best part and I love it. It had been cut off and what was left was a plain T-Bone for $ 29.00. Most of the tale I have told here is why I have to cook most every night!

Tuesday, January 2, 2018

RIP Sue Grafton - S is now for Sadness, but V is for Victory

Friday, December 29th, 2017, one of my favorite authors passed away. Sue Grafton, author of the “Alphabet Series” of mystery novels featuring Kinsey Millhone went from A to Y to entertain her readers. Her novels were set back in the eighties. There was no easy way to the truth. Kinsey had to go to the library or beat the streets to get all of her information. Despite the times, she always nabbed the culprit in the end while taking a beating or attempt on her life as a matter of course to get the job done. She always came out the winner. It is a sad thing to know that Y is for Yesterday will be the last submission of the adventures of Kinsey as told by Sue. A writer’s voice may be silenced by the debt that all men pay, but the legacy of their works and words will live on forever. Rest in peace dear Sue. I hope you and Kinsey are one on the other side, kicking butt and stopping the bad guys in an effort to make the world a better place.