August 15, 2011


Keith Richards was at my cottage



Ari, mid jump

I think I've finally dialed in the perfect combination.

I took Ari and a couple of his friends to the cottage for 4 days. I actually love being up there with the kids - they have a great time, nobody gets up before noon, and I get the dock to myself for ages. The only time it gets a little squirrelly is in the evenings: it's not that I'm not up for hours and hours of poker and silly teenager games, it's just that....I'm not.

We have tons of VHS movies up there. Over a hundred, I believe. But because the TV and VCR are out in the main room, which is all open concept with the kitchen, it's impossible to sit and watch anything without being in the middle of it. Until now. I hauled up one of those combination TV/VCRs that were so popular years ago. Remember them? They looked kind of dorky, and the screens were necessarily small, so they really occupied a niche market. My bedroom at the cottage just became the perfect niche.

I plopped it on the dresser, and yay! Movies! Perfect picture, nothing to do but plug it in, and I could pretend I couldn't hear the music and laughter in the next room. That went on till 2am. Even though I yelled. Several times. And kept coming out to play poker.

Anyway. My movie list? Priscilla, Queen of the Desert. Awesome, awesome movie. Fargo. Ditto. Apollo 13. Cheesy but I cried anyway. And, helloooooooo Ed Harris, I've missed you, baby. The Buddy Holly Story. If you've seen it, it's probably been awhile. Best thing Gary Busey ever did, I believe, and makes seeing him all banged up on that ridiculous Dr. Drew show even worse. Say Anything - reminded me to add John Cusack to the bench that Ed is sitting on.

Oh, and I also read the Keith Richards book. Whole thing, and it's massive. What a blast - whether you're a Stones fan or not, this book is a hoot. I learned a ton about guitar playing, too, even though I will never play one. But if I do, I'll be ready. First, I'll have to pile on the black eyeliner, run over my face with a tank, and talk like a pirate. Just like Keef.*

*Fact I Did Not Know: 'Keef' is not a slang for 'Keith'. When he was young, all his cousins (and he has a huge family) used to call him Cousin Beef. And that got shortened to Keef. Aren't you glad you checked in today?

12 Comments:

Blogger OmemeeOzzie said...

The man knows about four things, some better than others: music; drugs;alcohol; and, women.

An easy-going man-child with the discipline of a sergeant-major when needed I imagine a weekend with his book could only be betterd by a weekend with the man himself.

August 15, 2011 3:11 PM  
Blogger Lucywestie said...

I really don't think I could spend a weekend with Mr. Richards let alone an afternoon. My liver would never survive. Then again, I lived and survived 4 years in Goose Bay at the RAF club so maybe I could handle him [dollar a beer, two shots for a dollar..and all mixers free, oh those were the days].
Anyway, I read your RV article the other day at about 3 in the morning while trying not to yell at people [it was a full moon again, seriously, where do these people hide for the rest of the year], great article, though we are aiming at the caravan level rather than an RV right now.
But after 14 years in Canada we are of the opinion we really need to start seeing this great country, or rather, my wife wants me to see it as shes been coast to coast way to many times to mention.

August 15, 2011 3:28 PM  
Anonymous buzzwhack said...

Great pic of Ari or who ever it is jumping. Keith Richards IS rock and roll legend. Love reading about him. Looking forward to drawing him in one of my graphic cartoon episodes. Already done Otis Redding, Janis Joplin, Jimi Hendrix and the Jim Morrison.
Your movie list, only one I haven't seen is Say Anything. My list would be entirely horror movies.

August 15, 2011 4:13 PM  
Blogger Lorraine said...

Yup, that's Ari. I also took a video, and the kids were running it backwards and killing themselves laughing.

I had the original The Haunting on the stack, but didn't get to it. Nothing is scarier than that book, anyway. Shirley Jackson - master.

And Buzz - graphic cartoons? So many layers!

Lucytheman - yes! Go see Canada! Anyway you can - we have a most spectacular country.

Ooziemozzie (as Roz calls you) - get the book. It's awesome.

August 15, 2011 5:34 PM  
Blogger OmemeeOzzie said...

Wife bought it for me ages ago! Great gift. Terrific read.

And Roz, Oooziemozzie? Has the name morphed once again.

Buzz, does this mean that we will have to wait until Keef is officially declared dead since your aforementioned subjects have long since passed?

August 15, 2011 6:12 PM  
Blogger Lorraine said...

Ozzie - that's gotta be worth at least one new Harley jacket...

August 15, 2011 6:35 PM  
Anonymous buzzwhack said...

No, anyone in the time frame my cartoons appear in is fair game. Ole Riffhard will appear in a 1969 episode. You can see this foolishness already perpetrated at webcomicsnation site under this link;http://www.webcomicsnation.com/summerland/ekothewitch/series.php
Don't expect Stan Lee or Marvel comics precision. It's all old school done with markers, pencils and love. The real early stuff can be seen in the index and takes place in Georgian England. Influences? R Crumb and Vargas for starters plus my love of old England and pop arts. Laugh, enjoy and gag at your own pace.

August 15, 2011 7:14 PM  
Anonymous Padraig said...

'Keef' isn't slang, it's cockney pronunciation. As in "firty fahsand fevvers on a fwush's fwoat"

Work it out

August 15, 2011 7:52 PM  
Blogger Chris Brown (not the felon) said...

I good buddy of mine flew the Stones around on their North American tour in 1989. They chartered and Air Canada Jetz A320 for several months. Mike tells me that virtually every story that's ever been written or told about Keith Richards is true.

But he also said they were all real gentlemen and treated him and his First Officer with the utmost respect. I must read the book.

As a matter of interest (and on a bit of a side-bar) Mike was telling me that the band's physiotherapist runs back and forth in front of the stage during a performance to slow Mick Jagger down. If he wasn't paced, he would burn himself out in less than an hour, he has so much energy. Totally clean for many years now too.

August 15, 2011 9:08 PM  
Blogger Lorraine said...

Paidrag: I figured the same thing, but he explains it in the book.

CBNTF: Never took to Mick myself. I prefer the crazy folk, like Keith;)

August 15, 2011 10:24 PM  
Blogger Ron said...

Lorraine, you have a TV at the cottage? At our cottage, there is no TV, no VCR, no DVD player, and no internet (while, okay, I have cell phone internet on my laptop for work). Interestingly, friends that have stay at our cottage for a week love the lack of TV and movies since it forces their family to interact with each other, playing games or simply talking about things that matter.

The photo suggests your cottage is near Georgian Bay, perhaps in the Parry Sound district?

Ron / Carlisle

August 31, 2011 10:23 AM  
Blogger Lorraine said...

We only watch movies at night, though that was only me. I turned the open concept living room area to the kids. It was a sane call.

South of Parry Sound - good guess!

August 31, 2011 5:12 PM  

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