My last evening in Kansas City. Tomorrow its back to New York. City. Thank you: Kansas City nightlife Impresario, nocturnal hedonist, and all around Good-time Charlie, Michael Edmondson for the hook ups, and for his infectious enthusiasm. The super talented DJ Ashton Martin for his professionalism and generosity. TJ and Danielle at Coal Vines for the amazing food, wine, and hospitality. Steven, Sean, Kitty and Liz at MiniBar for the rockin good time. Bill Stretch Osment for his long time influence and for the richness of his first hand historic accounts (feel better my friend). Chuck Haddix for sharing his Kansas City jazz expertise and insights with my visiting NYC friends John and Bill McCormick. Brian Ousley of Mod Gallery for the joyous vibe he brings to everyone he encounters (Employees must wash hands before changing the world). The poptimistic mystics Gary Charlson and Phil Bringle for their enduring passion for all that is pop. Dedric Moore for once again saving the show. David Randall, Lisa Wilson, Abe Ziaiefar (The Sanctuary Gang) who, in the 80s, showed me that Lawrence, Kansas wholesome decadence will always give rise to the survival of the hippest. Friend and fellow creative, John Garcelano (the rebels always walk alone anyway...). Mary Murphy for her genuine musical soul and for introducing me to her local watering hole, The Keyhole, reuniting me with my long-lost boyhood buddy, Tom Coffman. The buoyant Carol Paradise Munns who must never forget that the best physical therapy happens after midnight. My mother and father for their patience with my nocturnal lifestyle. Short changing friends, Jimmy Calderone, Rick Hellman, Liz Howard, Claire Jones-Stevenson, Eric Barker, Perry, Steven, Larry, and anyone I may have forgotten, because Im out of breath. Thanks again, Kansas City. Keep it up. May you continue to stimulate the cultural clitoris.
Posted on: Tue, 27 May 2014 01:34:20 +0000
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