From: owner-avalon-digest@smoe.org (avalon-digest) To: avalon-digest@smoe.org Subject: avalon-digest V15 #210 Reply-To: avalon@smoe.org Sender: owner-avalon-digest@smoe.org Errors-To: owner-avalon-digest@smoe.org Precedence: bulk avalon-digest Wednesday, October 12 2011 Volume 15 : Number 210 Today's Subjects: ----------------- [AVALON] =?windows-1252?Q?Re=3A_=5BAVALON=5D_Can=92t_let_go_=28because_s e?= =?windows-1252?Q?curity_wouldn=92t_let_me=29_-_Long?= [] To leave the list, mail majordomo@smoe.org with: unsubscribe avalon-digest ---------------------------------------------------------------------- Date: Tue, 11 Oct 2011 11:26:09 +0100 From: Richard Evans Subject: [AVALON] =?windows-1252?Q?Re=3A_=5BAVALON=5D_Can=92t_let_go_=28because_s e?= =?windows-1252?Q?curity_wouldn=92t_let_me=29_-_Long?= Brilliant J Thanks - and what is the name of your new friend - sounds all a bit Little Britain to me R On 11 Oct 2011, at 02:45, Jocelyn Fiske wrote: > Restraint is not a word I associate with New York. Nor is it one with which I > have over familiarised myself throughout the years. New York has always been a > rip your stays off and shake your hair girl kinda town in my book. So I was > mildly amused that The Beaconbs security decided that this night they would > fight tooth and nail for the mantle of Jobsworths of the Universe b > unbelievably beating Glasgowbs SECC gang into second place. > The night started with much promise as a gaggle of us assembled for a bite and > a few snifters to get the party started (sorry that our paths failed to cross > this time Jen). Pincer movements were plotted and stage assaults planned from > the far flanks of on the night ticket sales. I settled on a leisurely Main > Thing saunter to the front to assess the situation (hoping I may be mistaken > for part mime part performance artist to cover my blushes if rebuked). And > then I got a first. My ticket was demanded and an officious pen was taken > from an officious breast pocket and in large black letters WARNING was > scrawled across the stub! What?? Ibd been yellow carded and we were only one > song in! I asked if I could borrow the official security pen so I could write > something short and succinct across his stern looking forehead but I was > dispatched like a naughty child with the threat of expulsion if I even > ventured beyond my seat again. > So sniggering to myself, I mentally furled up the red rag and accepted that > this would be a torso seat jiggling gig only. And it was good enough. However, > the sound was commonly described as muddy and as sonic soup. Most of the band > honestly looked exhausted with solos being counted out short before rattling > onto the next song. However, this doesnbt mean to say that it wasnbt an > enjoyable performance. Ferry patently loves New York and New York audiences. > New York audiences patently adore Ferry and were desperate to be allowed to > show their appreciation. Home town mentions during To Turn You On got > rapturous applause and you could feel the tension mount, only for it to be > defused by the interval. > Alphaville was dropped and webd got to second base without a track from > Olympia being played yet. Second song, second half and You Can Dance boomed > out and got the aisles dancing. First time Ibve heard TGPT on this and his > meaty playing took it to another level. Other highlights for me were hearing > the Ferry version of Casanova and (strangely) Speddingbs solo on the end of > My Only Love (I hope youbre all appreciating I havenbt initialized the > songs here!). Someone must have put double AAs in his pace maker because he > really went for it. OK, so if Einsteinbs theory is correct this is the point > where everyone will get up offa their butts and make a break for it. And they > did. So I made my way through the heart of the crowd and stake my place. > Everyonebs up and having a great time, then to the theme tune of Jaws, I > spot my nemesis at 9 obclock. The little swine has head of security with him > this time and she (way to go sister!) demanded I leave. Then extraordinarily > the chap next to me at the front who had been dancing like crazy in his > wheelchair told her to leave me alone as I was his carer!! And just like that > they were gone and my new best friend and I were allowed to really let go. We > all got the hang of the Fonzi raise the flat hand away from you, drop the fist > facing you dance and the band seemed reignited. Bang, straight into a full > voltage Hold On Ibm Coming and New York was saved from security overkill. It > seems there is a light that never goes out at the Beacon. > On the way out the word goes round of an aftershow at The Standard Hotel. On > to a bar to swap chat and hats with drunk baseball fans and for Mark the bar > owner to tell us therebs an aftershow at The Standard. Then into the street > where the wind in the trees whispered therebs an aftershow at The Standard. > It seems the aftershow at The Standard was the worst kept secret in Manhattan. > Messers Martin, Dillon, Deagler and I debunk to the meatpacking district and > lo, a familiar bad penny from the past whose modus operandus was to get bona > fide front row seat holders bumped out of their seats with bogus duplicate > tickets, was hovering ominously by the entrance. But therebs no chance of > entry without your names on the list bitchbs iPad. Thankfully, our names > were down and we were going in. > Welcome to The Boom Boom Room, so called because boom boom is what happens in > the pitch black toilets with floor to ceiling windows over the street. The > Standard I find out, is famous for the Vietnamese transvestite bshowsb > performed in the windows at night and I have to say it has everything to > encourage outrageous behavior. We of course, behaved (ahem) impeccably. > TGPT is really enjoying the shows but the fatigue was explained by the number > of overnight travels from A to B to C between gigs. Jorja was in high spirits > and sends her love to all back home. But the highlight of my evening was > meeting my hero. Yes, Mr Fonzi Thornton, Roxybs very own Luther Vandross, > kissed my hand and blessed me. There was nothing left for it but to spend the > rest of the night dancing in a biker bar til 4am. And to think Mr Deagler > thought I was joking about finding a Chapter house! > I hope everyone has the most amazing time at the Chicago gig and the remaining > US dates. I big shout out to RD for helping us recoup our losses on spare > tickets and to Mr JD for a swellegant elegant Brooklyn brunch. I canbt > possibly imagine how the next time could be the best time. > J > > > ___________________________________________________________________________ > To unsubscribe, mail majordomo@smoe.org with: unsubscribe avalon ___________________________________________________________________________ To unsubscribe, mail majordomo@smoe.org with: unsubscribe avalon ------------------------------ End of avalon-digest V15 #210 ***************************** ======================================================================== For further info, mail majordomo@smoe.org with: info avalon-digest