We woke up still snapping our fingers and singing songs from last night! There will never be music like that again. The songs were 75 years old and going strong. We both felt like we were back in high school! I graduated from high school in 1962, while Mary graduated in 1969. In both cases, the music was still good then, not like the “music” of today!
Hit the small arrow on the left to hear the guys sing “Rock & Roll Is Here To Stay!”. “Rock and Roll Is Here to Stay” was sung by Danny & the Juniors. It was released in 1958 and became one of their signature songs. I was in junior high, and Mary was only six!
Back to work! Mary wrangled the bills while I went toe-to-toe with the computer goblins! I now have both iMacs on my desk, and they actually talk to each other!
The website has officially been haunted—I mean configured—for Halloween and is now ready to receive all your spooky Halloween images! We have already been to Roger’s Gardens once to visit spooky things!
In the afternoon, we did some prep for the upcoming party, while the weatherman continued his favorite hobby: keeping us confused. Apparently it’s supposed to rain Sunday?! With fifteen people coming, we can easily move the festivities indoors—because nothing says “party” like casually pretending we planned it that way all along. And since it’ll still be warm, the pool remains an option for anyone brave enough to combine swimming with possible weather drama.
The shindig is being catered by Zena’s Lebanese Cuisine in Orange, so at least the food situation is under control. Robin is coming over to provide assistance, moral support, and possibly help us stare at the sky with concern.
At 3:00 pm, we headed for the showers to get ready for a 4:45 pm departure to Franco’s Italian Restaurant and a pre-show dining extravaganza.
Franco’s was, as expected, absolutely wonderful.
Unfortunately, at the next table were two families whose small children had apparently been raised by wolves, air horns, and Red Bull. There was yelling, shrieking, running, table-to-table chaos — the kind of behavior that makes you wonder if the parents had entered the restaurant under witness protection and were hoping not to be identified.
Honestly, I was less shocked by the kids than by the parental “supervision,” which appeared to consist mainly of staring into the middle distance and pretending the circus belonged to someone else.
And people wonder why society is full of irresponsible adults. In my day, if I had behaved like that in public, my parents would have removed me from the restaurant so fast I’d have left a cartoon-shaped hole in the door. At the very least, I’d still be writing apology notes to the waiter. When we departed, my ears said, “Thank you.” The Cerritos Performing Arts Center was only 2.3 miles away.
Again, thanks to Vicky, we had great seating just above the sound and light boards. I was fascinated by the electronics and the $35,000 sound board!
Tonight we saw The Beatles: The Touring Years — the early years, when the hair was black, the suits were sharp, and nobody had yet discovered kale smoothies.
Sorry about the lighting in the photos, but the stage lights were flashing, changing colors, and generally bullying my old iPhone into surrender. It was completely overwhelmed — much like the audience’s knees during the fast songs.
These guys really did have black hair! The show went on for two solid hours, and all the old folks in the audience were bee-bopping along like it was 1964 again… just with more sensible shoes and a few extra hip replacements.
Unlike other Beatles tribute acts, “1964” concentrates on only the “touring years” of the Beatles. Since this period is one of the most well-documented(pictures, films, and eyewitness accounts) in the Beatles’ career, there is much to compare. “1964” has accomplished what many other acts could only dream of: An astonishingly accurate re-creation of the energy and the magic of those touring years.
Over three decades of researching and performing have made “1964” masters of their craft. They are hailed by critics and fans alike as the most authentic and endearing Beatles tribute show in the world.
We escaped at 10:00 pm and headed the Silver Fox down the 91 towards home arriving at 10:21 pm, just in time to crash! The house was 77 degrees,but with the help of the whole-house fan the temperature was at a comfortable 70 degrees within a few minutes!
