I wish someone would have asked me if I had a good Memorial Day….because I did. Here’s the blow by blow.
As is my practice, Monday began with a visit to my yard and garden. I walked the perimeter of the yard admiring the flowers and fruit trees making their Spring debuts. I love the fact that even in the desert, pretty flowers can decorate a yard.
After making coffee, I dove into the Las Vegas Review Journal and was flabbergasted at just how many ads were sending good wishes to the Vegas Golden Knights, our Cinderella hockey team, as they begin Stanley Cup playoffs. The RJ ad staff must be very busy! In Las Vegas, which is a military town, Memorial Day this year had to fight hockey fever for attention.
In the afternoon, I first visited my friend Alice Andreos who is struggling with a serious illness. Alice’s sister Josie was with her, and that is a blessing. I had a nice visit with them both.
Next I attended a friend’s party for her son, Ryland Rumer, who very soon would be graduating with honors from high school and headed for college. Aside from having a great “catching up” conversation with mom Rhonda Rumer, I loved the wall art she had made for the day that hung on the dining room wall: a large thick “2018” decorated with lots of pasted-on pictures from the grad’s past. She also had installed several buckets of candies with cute labels all having to do with graduation. Nearby the buckets were two trays of cupcakes, each decorated with a graduation cap. Yep, I took a chocolate cupcake for the road.
Next stop might have been a casino because I had a couple hours to kill, but…. I had been wanting to see Santa Fe and the Fat City Horns at the Copa Room of the Bootlegger Bistro. The popular Las Vegas band appears on Monday nights before my regular Monday night stop at Kelly Clinton’s Open Mic night, also at the Bootlegger. Lightbulb! I opted for Santa Fe and the Fat City Horns.
I arrived at the Copa Room at 6:30 p.m and couldn’t remember when the show began, but at the entrance I was told show time was 7:30 p.m. As I wondered because of the hour’s wait, whether I should stay or leave, a gentleman came up and said, “That’ll be $10”. Decision made. I paid and was shown to a non-VIP seat on the aisle. I was also clearly told that being an audience member required a two-drink minimum. Water could be one of the drinks. My glass of merlot and a bottle of water cost just $12.
Before long other folks started to come into the Copa Room. In fact, the room was almost full by 7 p.m. and by 8:00 p.m. (yes, some folks came late), we had a full house…even on a holiday.
I can understand the appeal of Santa Fe and the Fat City Horns — 12 musicians on a small stage, lots of horn music, music with a Latin beat or maybe familiar oldies. Some of the music is strictly instrumental; other pieces use great vocalists. No sleeping at this concert; the audience is into it, clapping and listening to every beat. Jerry Lopez is a natural MC; he makes the evening fun noting last Monday that a couple musicians had missed two previous Monday nights. Lopez noted, “So Celine Dion had a rehearsal. Big deal. We are Sante Fe and the Fat City Horns!” (The audience cheered.) I left the show a bit before it ended because I was meeting friends at 8:30 at the Open Mic show, but I definitely would return.
I ended the evening with dinner and a variety of singers at Kelly Clinton’s Open Mic night. I seem never to be bored on Monday nights at Kelly’s show. Even singers who aren’t so good, give me reason to really appreciate the professional talent that comes to the Bootlegger on Monday nights. My evening ended at 11 p.m. Home by 11:20.
I loved my holiday.
The attached short (7-minute) video covers many of my Memorial Day activities. Incidentally, I recently read about one of author Philip Roth’s fictional characters who said in his later years, he chose to listen to music as a substitute for sex. On Memorial Day, I had sex twice.