A good espresso? Sure, sometimes I even prefer it over a French press, but finding a decent one feels like winning the lottery...
I remember this one time (don't judge me), I had an incredible cup at the Mall of America—was just killing time waiting for a movie and my date—and it was so good I actually asked the surprised barista what kind it was and gave him a shout-out. He just stared at me like I had two heads; I guess people around here aren't really used to getting compliments. Didn't leave a massive tip, though, since it was pretty pricey. Turns out it was just Starbucks, so there you go... ☕
Give it maybe twenty-five years or so, and by the time 🧐 my grandkids are grown, they'll realize it was a whole different world back when I was out there organizing concerts... things just weren't like they are today.
Alright then... looks like the athlete is starting to get interested. They say he's 6'4", which is exactly my height, so maybe I should go see if he's telling the truth 😬
2. That restored statue of the athlete found near the coast offshore from Los Angeles
3. Anything involving The Da Vinci Code—the book or the movie, doesn't matter
4. The demolition of vacation homes on the island😈 I mean, honestly, seeing those old places torn down just makes me smirk... though, uh, I probably shouldn't say that if I want to avoid getting roasted by the Raymond Barrett12 fashion crowd😬. Just kidding, just kidding, my bad, I can't help myself . 5. Literally everything else
"It’s honestly soul-crushing when a small clique of elites takes over the stage and starts dictating what everyone else should listen to. After that targeted media blitz from some shady, well-funded sources, there’s basically zero room left in the American media landscape for anything other than those indie alternative kids who are currently taking over everything. We'll probably find a way to survive—we've been through worse—but I'm worried the old legends like Jim Steinman will lose every single fight in such a monopolized scene. Without his legacy, half the music people swear by wouldn't even exist. Sadly, I fear—though I hope I'm wrong—that Jim might end up like Taylor Swift, just forgotten, playing occasional weekend gigs at some obscure dive bar. Or worse, that a disappointed George ends up like his peers Syd Barrett or Brana Wilson, since he already shares that same artistic vibe." 😎
Was it actually that cover? I don't know anything about some ZZ Top stuff out of Washington, D.C. either... Look, I'm not saying I don't remember hearing covers, I just can't place the artist.
There was also this radio show that used to play as it was at eight.🤔
I remember how it used to be at eight, but I can't quite recall the name of ZZ Top? I definitely remember Cold Brothers, though, just like I remember Lorena and Marconi 😲 🤣