ROAD TRIP - Part 7

There was an older gentleman (heretofore referred to as Old Man, or crotchety old Geezer) in particular that concerned both myself and the staff there. This man appeared to be in his 60's and he was there with a MUCH younger woman. She was an attractive woman who, if she was in her 40's, she wasn't deep into them... at least not to my discerning eye. He was obviously doing his best to impress her...

Gig girl and the waitresses made it a point of checking with him to see if he would be offended if I were to play a particularly risque song. (yeah, calling it risque is like calling Mike Tyson a bit less than gentle)

He indicated that it would not be a problem.

Perhaps it was in an effort to try to impress the lady he was with... you know, trying to play the "cool" dude for the woman of his previous generation? Who can know for sure?

Needless to say, the unanimous response was a big "go ahead"...


I began to play that deeply influential song written by two of the finest wordsmiths of our current generation, Tenacious D... yes, I am speaking of that one song, that love song that holds so much meaning to me, as it should for all men; that song that touches me deep within the dark recesses and very bowels of my being... WAY DEEP in the bowels. For real.

I began to play F**k Her Gently with all the intensity and depth of feeling I always have when playing such a tender song... and I introduced it in the usual fashion, borrowing from Tenacious D's own handbook of musical introduction...

"I'd like to dedicate this song to all the lovely ladies in the house, you know who you are..."

at this point, I was later told, Old Man looked to his lovely younger companion and said, "I want to dedicate this song to you, the most beautiful woman in the house..."

Ahh, how sweet.... (little did he know...)

to be continued... of course...
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