My Maximum Rock & Roll Experience Has Been Temporarily Muted

I got home this afternoon early only to have my cellphone start blowing up with calls. First it was the G-Man, then La Hermana. They each had a question and they were both the same: “Have you heard the news?

To answer, no, I hadn’t. Due to hitting the hay early last night I have been in a self-imposed media blackout. I didn’t want to find out about what happened at the Olympics, more specifically about the May-Treanor/Walsh beach volleyball gold medal game. (As I type this I still don’t know.)

The only bit of news that I did see was the Lelan Statom weather report this morning and a quick blurb about some poor guy on a scooter getting into an accident. Come to find out the scooter accident was of big interest to me.

Some of you by now have probably heard that the poor guy on that scooter was Nashville’s premier rocker, Will Hoge. If you have read this blog for any length of time you know that I am a huge fan of Will’s and push his music whenever I can. Actually, in my house we are on a first name basis with him. When we talk about “Will” we are referring to Will Hoge.

It was a bit sad to hear that he is in critical condition. Knowing a little about the man who is around my own age, and having met him and his bandmates on more than one occassion, he is one of those guys that you like to be around. It makes it a bit sadder knowing that this happens at a time of a potential musical breakout, added to him being a newlywed and a new father.

The news reports say that Will is expected to make a full recovery which raises spirits. My prayers go out to one of my favorite artists and his family. I know that his extended rock & roll family also send their well-wishes.

I can’t wait until he has recovered so that he can rock my socks off once again. Get well Will!

Here is Will performing one of his newer, more bluesy tunes live, “Silver Or Gold“:

That Sinking Feeling

It wasn’t until I got to work this morning that I realized it would be a bad day.

Old socks

I hate when I grab that old pair of socks that have lost all of their elasticity. I am so ready to head home now.

Riding In Cars With Wives

This morning as The School Girl and I cruised into work we were listening to some local radio station that plays what is now considered oldies (80s music!). A song pops onto the airwaves that I thought I knew after 2 notes. (They need to bring back Name That Tune). The following exchange took place:

me: “A-ha!…Yeah!…I’m so good!”

The School Girl: ”Are you having sex over there or something?”

In actuality no sex was being had by any party, I was just naming the band (A-Ha), getting excited at my proficiency of recognition in regards to pop music (Yeah!) and then letting the world, in this case only my wife, know how great I am at this supposed skill (I’m so good!).

I guess in the future I should be more articulate.

A-Ha – Take On Me