You would feel so much better . . . .

. . . if you would show me how to funk like you do!

Just a little Bayou Bruce to cheer all us depressed Louisiana people up. South LA love.

Meanwhile I finished my sweater, and I started on a sock finally! I'm so proud.

A churning urn of burning funk . . .

. . . That's what Marc Broussard is. I went to see him again this past weekend (out of town of course), and he just was INSANE! I just about died when he covered "Unfunky UFO". There were at least 2 to 3 thousand people there. maybe more and maybe 20% actually knew who Marc is. The rest were quickly converted, especially the women. My favorite was the 8 year old who didn't want to come, she didn't like Marc, only Hannah Montana. Within 5 minutes of seeing Marc she was screaming "I LOVE YOU MARC" and pulling on the railing. Then she said it, she says to her mother "Momma, I don't like Hannah Montana no more". LMAO! I LOVE it!

Anyways here's me and old Bruce again . . . I'm buliding a collection of pics now. LOL




















And a concert shot . . .



















I am knitting my very first sweater, I'm just winging it. No pattern. It may have 3 arms and 5 neck holes but I'm trying! LOL

Toodles.

I have died and gone to heaven . . . .

Joe Stark doing "Back In Black" as a lead in on Marc Broussard's "Home" with Joe and the rest of the Sons joining in?



Dreams really do come true.

Ringing, deafness and static, oh my!

I went to a concert Sunday night. Marc Broussard, aka the greatest voice my generation will ever hear. I think I fully regained my hearing yesterday. LOL!

The show ended a little after 1 am, I went back to the hotel (It was in Shreveport, you didn't actually think Monroe had something fun and interesting to go to did you? LOL), got in bed and I could still hear "hot pants, hot pants, hot pants make you wanna dance" This went on until mid-day Monday. My next phase of hearing loss was just deafness, everything sounded fuzzy and miles away, this lasted 2 days. By late Wednesday/ early Thursday the ringing & static set in. I seem to be over that now. This is what I get from standing next to a speaker 3 times my size, all in all it was so worth it. It was my second Broussard concert, I'm starting to know people there now. It's just an amazing atmosphere, the vibe at a Marc concert is so different than others, everyone knows everyone, you can freely talk to him and his band, and if your staring in front and move away, no one tramples you down to get your spot. Oh yes and there are no teenyboppers there either! HAHA!

Marc is such a sweet guy, he calls everyone "Darlin" with his little Coonass accent. He was sick as a dog but still managed to sound AMAZING! Anyways here are a few pics . . .


A bit blurred . . .



















. . . much better!


And a little video . . .



Meanwhile, my knitting adventures continue, I cast on my first pair of socks today! Pics and details coming next time . . . .

First post . . .

Well here I am. I done gone and got me a blog ya'll! HAHA!

So Today I went to TU (Threads Unlimited) and bought some new needles, Trendsetter Yarns straight Bamboo's, size 8 & 10. I love them! I can say I will never use metal again. They're so nice and smooth.

I took a quickie nap tonight and dreamed about a skein of Robynn's hand dyed yarn. I'm gonna have to break down I buy it I think. It's bad when you get to the point where you dream about yarn! I have too much!

I need to get rid of some of it though, all the cheapo kind. I just dunno what to do with it, it just feels so brillo pad like now. At one point some was ok, but now that I've been seduced by good yarn, there's no turning back.

Ok so onto music . . . LOL. The state of country music is horrible thanks to a band of 3 idiots, a blonde reality show winner and a hick who cuts the sleeves off of his shirts and has no shoes or problems either. Well, Lady Antebellum has come to save it, I just bought their cd on iTunes today, it's amazing, not hick-a-fied, and Charles Kelly is gorgeous, but looks don't matter right? (........) LOL But Really it's a pretty decent album. Not as Good as Marc Broussard but then again, who is?

That's enough for today, the lady here is getting sleepy and I do need my beauty sleep . . . .

Nighty night.