Showing posts with label Mary Wedenheimer. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Mary Wedenheimer. Show all posts

Saturday, January 2, 2010

Saturday Music that Recalls a New Year of the Past

The New Year can bring nostalgia to mind. New beginnings, old endings, etc etc etc. In the case of THE FUTURIST!'s over stuffed attic of memories in his brain, the New Year brought to mind a party from about 20 years ago. THE FUTURIST! attended a friend's year end festivity and wore a suit and tie. You may ask why a suit and tie? IT was a party and THE FUTURIST! respects his host. Needless to say, it was observed that THE FUTURIST! was a bit neurotic about attending this party given by his friend Mary Wendenheimer. She wanted THE FUTURIST! to attend very very much and he did not want to disappoint her ... and he always felt a special kinship with her. But, did she feel the same? He recalled the first time he had an Alabama Slammer at The Balcony Restaurant ... introduced to him by Mary Wendenheimer. He had two and he thought they tasted like delightful fruit punch. The punch was not in name only. THE FUTURIST! was very giddy that day. THE FUTURIST! liked Mary Wendenheimer and he decided to attend her New Year celebration.

While there, he was introduced to many new people and he felt a bit out of place. There were some he knew in a casual sense, but he was quite chagrined to meet Mary Wendenheimer's very good friend Kirby Delacourt. The attached adjective of "very good" and the noun "friend" translated into the word BEAU. Yes, Mary Wendenheimer was quite smitten with Kirby. THE FUTURIST! felt as deflated as a child's punctured Birthday balloon. Mixed emotions swirled and eddied in his sea of thoughts. Left alone with Kirby, THE FUTURIST! found him to be intelligent, amusing and a good story teller. Kirby was a good chap ... someone THE FUTURIST! could actually talk to and feel not bored with and not impose the thoughts of inserting his head into a gas oven. However, THE FUTURIST! still felt morose and not as happy as he had before he had knocked on the door of Mary Wendenheimer. He found solace in the holiday punch, which was being laced, he later discovered, with Wolfschmidt Vodka by Mary's brother. Several cups into the night found THE FUTURIST! getting overly effusive and sentimental and taking to the dance floor when the song sung by Jane Wiedlin (formerly of The Go-Gos) featured below was played. Many attendees danced, as well. But the most fantastic thing occurred when Mary's heart throb Kirby Delacourt moved his way into the midst of the animated amusement and danced with THE FUTURIST!. No ... it was not a dance of intimacy, but a dance of pure joy and feelings ejected from the plane of reality. It turned into a moment of utter surreal sensation as the party goers separated and allowed Kirby Delacourt and THE FUTURIST! to move about separated from each other and allowing the music to over take their better selves ... or was it really their better selves allowing to be expressed? Ah! ... the answer is lost in the smoky haze of the past.

Listen and IMAGINE:


RUSH HOUR
performed by Jane Wiedlin