These Boots Were Made for Walking
The home opener for the Phillies was a wash. By the bottom of the fifth, the Phils were losing 10 to 0. We were getting rained on, and even trying to get into McFadden's was a hassle. Eventually, they finished the game 13-5 but by that time I was in my bed dry and passed out.
About 8:45pm, I get a call to join up with friends at the Public House on 18th street. I hadn't been there in ages, not since it was a Dock Street Brewery.
I rush over and join my friends for a beer, and we dig the music. Whoever was the DJ had a really good sound going on. I was very excited to hear a different remix of Like a Prayer, and I got somewhat blue when I heard Together Again. However, the music had us all energized to go do something -- dance or inspiredly sing karaoke.
The only game in town that I knew of was Woody's. After a dogged night of disappointing baseball games and disappointing men, we motley crew headed out to karaoke!
We got to the bar and settled in with waters and beers, and we proceeded to the dancefloor cum stage. We dove into the big book of songs. Lisa and Matt signed themselves up for These Boots Were Made for Walking.
We were down because of men (Lisa and I) and the Phillies (Matt), but we just felt the energy in the bar. Everyone wanted to sing or listen to their friends and favorites. Jose sang a Morrisey or Smith's song. Barbara sang MacArthur Park. Others sang Borderline, Last Dance, Since U Been Gone. People were just drinking and happy. We hopped up on the dancefloor to dance with the crowd as the patrons belted out some of our favorite dance songs.
Some of our blues about life just melted like MacArthur Park was in the dark. However it was getting late, and Lisa and I were getting tired. We have to work tomorrow. As we were putting on our coats, the hostess called Matt and Lisa to sing.
Ah, what joy and bliss! All the warming up at Bonner's paid off. They performed with the best of them, dancing and moving and singing. The blues that were dogging us, just were away for a moment and it was thrilling. We all had smiles on our faces and the crowd danced as they performed. I was so proud of them. Lisa has started to get the jitters, feeling intimidated. We weren't going to let her, and she rocked out on the stage. Matt's a trooper; we knew that he'd be fine!
The rush was good for all of us. For a moment, we felt joy and it was good. Then when we have to face all we don't want to face, we have the fond memory and it will get us through.
"Are you ready, boots?"
"Start walking."
About 8:45pm, I get a call to join up with friends at the Public House on 18th street. I hadn't been there in ages, not since it was a Dock Street Brewery.
I rush over and join my friends for a beer, and we dig the music. Whoever was the DJ had a really good sound going on. I was very excited to hear a different remix of Like a Prayer, and I got somewhat blue when I heard Together Again. However, the music had us all energized to go do something -- dance or inspiredly sing karaoke.
The only game in town that I knew of was Woody's. After a dogged night of disappointing baseball games and disappointing men, we motley crew headed out to karaoke!
We got to the bar and settled in with waters and beers, and we proceeded to the dancefloor cum stage. We dove into the big book of songs. Lisa and Matt signed themselves up for These Boots Were Made for Walking.
We were down because of men (Lisa and I) and the Phillies (Matt), but we just felt the energy in the bar. Everyone wanted to sing or listen to their friends and favorites. Jose sang a Morrisey or Smith's song. Barbara sang MacArthur Park. Others sang Borderline, Last Dance, Since U Been Gone. People were just drinking and happy. We hopped up on the dancefloor to dance with the crowd as the patrons belted out some of our favorite dance songs.
Some of our blues about life just melted like MacArthur Park was in the dark. However it was getting late, and Lisa and I were getting tired. We have to work tomorrow. As we were putting on our coats, the hostess called Matt and Lisa to sing.
Ah, what joy and bliss! All the warming up at Bonner's paid off. They performed with the best of them, dancing and moving and singing. The blues that were dogging us, just were away for a moment and it was thrilling. We all had smiles on our faces and the crowd danced as they performed. I was so proud of them. Lisa has started to get the jitters, feeling intimidated. We weren't going to let her, and she rocked out on the stage. Matt's a trooper; we knew that he'd be fine!
The rush was good for all of us. For a moment, we felt joy and it was good. Then when we have to face all we don't want to face, we have the fond memory and it will get us through.
"Are you ready, boots?"
"Start walking."
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