Hello, hello, hello, all you rock ‘n’ rollers! Guy Hogan is my name and blogging is my game. Well, I’m gearing up for my next karaoke performance at Nico’s in Little Italy the first Saturday night of April 2016. When you’re my age (a baby boomer) you don’t take anything for granted, especially the ability to perform physically. You don’t want your body to let you down while at the same time you have to perform within your physical limits (you have to do both no matter how old you are). That’s why I have a program of 15 minutes of deep breathing, flexibility and stretching exercises every morning (except Sundays) two weeks running up to a performance. And I end every 15 minutes of exercise by standing stock still with the palms of my hands clasped together as I hold my breath for 30 seconds.
I know I’m bragging (and no one likes a braggart), but I never get winded or run out of breath when I perform karaoke. And I’ve seen young people run out of breath; but they probably weren’t singing from the diaphragm to begin with.
But I digress…
Yesterday, I came across an album on YouTube by The Doors that I knew nothing about: The Future Ain’t What It Use To Be (the title was taken from a Yogi Berra quote).
Spank my bare bottom and call me a nudist!
The album has cuts from 1965 (before John joined the band and before Ray got his keyboard bass) to 1970, cuts you won’t find on any of the band’s other albums.
Hail to Pitt!
This is Guy Hogan reporting for the Pittsburgh Flash Fiction Gazette.
Today in The ‘Burgh there’s a mix of clouds and sunshine with a high around 60.