Tag Archives: Bill

Forever Drone

Well after yesterday today was a snow day. I had a feeling that was going to happen. Jasper Hamilton, John & Donna’s oldest son was also hoping for a snow day since he was working on a project he had yet to finish. His wish was granted.

New York public schools were off today. I think he might go to catholic school though so maybe not, but I can’t imagine some schools open and some schools closed though it has happened at least when I was growing up.

I was up until 1:00 last night trying to post a video that I shot vertically. I tried making it horizontal but it took a lot of time before I gave up. I was able to do it this morning and here it is right here.

For those of you with slow connections or whatnot, it’s Bill singing Picture In A Frame by Tom Waits which I suppose is ‘our song’. He had some of the words right and he confessed to not getting it down. No stopping and starting for him.

Once he starts a song, there’s no where to go but forward. It is a soulful rendition in any event.

I did post most of the pictures in Facebook which is under the name of John Ozed. I woke up around 6:30 this morning, and looked outside and saw a lot of snow. Turned on the TV and they were reporting on what I just saw.

Who needs these hippy dippy weather people anyway? They also suggested that if you don’t have to go out, don’t. Plus it was bound to get worse later on and after a short break it started snowing more, plus there were some really strong winds. At least that’s what I could tell from looking out the window.

During the break I did go out and pick up some bagels for Stine. It was a bit treacherous but with careful walking I didn’t take a spill. Hardly anyone was out but I did see a crowd of 10 people waiting for the bus in the whipping wind.

Came home, Julio was on his feet and headed to work 2 blocks away. I hung out with Stine and Alexander for a few minutes and of course took some pictures. Came upstairs and made myself a nice breakfast. Nothing but news reports on the weather so I watched repeats of the Daily Show and The Colbert Report.

My sister called asking me about reading an Adobe file but without it in front of me I couldn’t tell her what to do, so I called Bill who set up a 3 way call and he wasn’t able to help her either but should be able to tomorrow. He was in Stuyvesant Town and planning to go to the Bronx for a reading. That was brave of him. You wouldn’t find me doing something like that.

Stine brought up some crepes and some cherry marmalade which is what I had for lunch. I thought she made them but Julio’s mother actually did. A little while after that Annemarie called again asking for some help getting Leonard Cohen tickets in Oakland CA, online through Ticketmaster.

I ran into the same problem, the show was supposedly sold out immediately but when you get that notice Ticketmaster offers to sell you the sold out tickets at a sister Ticketmaster site at a much higher rate.

They did the same thing in NJ a few weeks ago with Bruce Springsteen tickets and it was deemed illegal. Apparently it hasn’t gotten to California yet. I kept trying, even attempting to buy the $549.00 VIP package which was also unavailable.

I called Ticketmaster and after being on hold for 9 minutes I spoke to Maria who told me she had 2 tickets in the orchestra for $90.00 a piece eventually totaling $200 and change. She asked for my approval and I granted it then she told me the tickets were for Los Angeles.

I reminded her that I was calling for Oakland. She then said she couldn’t help me. Not even single tickets. I loathe Ticketmaster.

I was able to iron my shirts though so that was productive. That’s it, off to work tomorrow. Everything is supposed to freeze over tonight making going to work tomorrow that much more interesting.

Here’s some more Superboy!

Father and Son

Father and Son

3209-hoboken-alexander-017

3209-hoboken-alexander-018

I love this little guy!

I love this little guy!

What it looked like

What it looked like

Good Times, Bad Times

Yes, yes another late post. Yes I know, but I have a good excuse. I just got back from a really good party, one of the best parties I’d been to in a while. Bill was with me, as was Rand and Lisa, and Lois. It was at John and Donna Hamilton’s apartment in Chelsea, a surprise party for John which turns out wasn’t that much of a surprise.

John and Donna’s wonderful boys were there of course, Jasper and Henry. Jane Scarpantoni was there and it’s always great to see her, and Steve Saporito was there as well. It was fun to see Steve after all this time, seeing him fleetingly last May at the Wire concert at South Street Seaport was nice, but this was a chance to reconnect and it went well.

He’s still a good guy, whatever crazy feeling there were are all water under the bridge. Dave from Tiny Lights, John and Donna’s old band was there as well.

It turned into a hootenanny of sorts, started out with Bill at the piano. He started with Knocks Me Off My feet by Stevie Wonder, then I Believe In You & Me by the Four Tops and then Picture In A Frame by Tom Waits, all songs that go straight to my ever lovin’ heart. Then John brought out his 1953 Gibson guitar. Beautiful thing it is.

Songs started pouring forth. Bob Bert, drummer extraordinaire was there and soon he was playing a snare and bass drum, hi hat and cymbal, Bill on piano, Dave on a cello picking out bass notes and occasionally scraping the bow, and Rand on a trombone belonging to Jasper.

We were all singing Beatles, Rolling Stones, Led Zeppelin, a wide range of songs most of us grew up listening to and knew by heart. You Can’t Always Get What You Want inspired a dueling Jagger situation with Lois and myself competing, back of hands on hips, shaking index fingers in front of each other.

Oh it was a blast, followed by Honky Tonk Women. I really haven’t had that good a time in a while. Just connecting with friends from over a couple of decades, and singing and rinking wine. Nary a bad or harsh word was said about anyone. All very comfy and cozy.

John and Donna’s boys are something else. Jasper the oldest did the artwork for his father’s book and Henry at age 5 wrote 2 books himself. We had a little chat about the books, one was titled the Spy Family and it was a nice bound book with story and art by the author. These 2 boys, brought up by such loving and creative parents, the world will be at their feet soon enough.

Bob Bert eventually left and I had the nerve to pick up the brushes and played some drums accompanying John and Dave on a few songs, my personal highlight was getting the drum fills right on Ticket to Ride. That was a high water mark in my life that I probably wouldn’t have done if Bob was still there.

He’s a real drummer, I’m just a geezer who wanted to give it a go. I think I did well, I certainly fished around for feedback on my playing and it was generally good feedback.

I even had a chance to play John’s guitar, rumored to cost $10,000. I did my best on that throwing off Maybe I’m Amazed as well as Kansas City or maybe it was For You Blue. I was playing Kansas City, Lois was singing For You Blue.

Then as things quited down I tried to figure out how to play Hallelujah, the Rufus Wainwright version of the Leonard Cohen song. Didn’t get far on that, but that was ok.

And as all good parties go, it had to end. Around 8:00 it was time to go, Donna had to get Henry ready for bed, Jane had to get back to Woodstock and Rand, Lisa, Lois and myself back to Hoboken.

I told John and Donna a few times that I couldn’t remember such a good party like theirs and I wasn’t lying. It was a blast for all concerned, a welcome respite from life’s troubles.

Here are some pics. More on Facebook.

Rand. Lois. Lisa.

Rand. Lois. Lisa.

Greg, Richard (?) Bill, Bob Bert

Greg, Richard (?) Bill, Bob Bert

JOhn Hamilton in one of several attempts to blow out the candles on his birthday cake

JOhn Hamilton in one of several attempts to blow out the candles on his birthday cake

John, Donna, Dave, Jane and Bill

John, Donna, Dave, Jane and Bill

Lisa, Me, Lois and Jane

Lisa, Me, Lois and Jane