The Terrible Catsafterme

What good red-blooded American doesn’t love the 1978 movie Grease? I mean c’mon… summer lovin’… grease lightning… brusha brusha brusha… rama lama lama ka dinga da dinga dong, shoobop sha wadda wadda yippity boom de boom. Okay, now we’re getting carried away. But for those who were young and alive in the 1970’s, Grease is permanently emblazoned on our minds. So for all of these reasons and more, it was exciting to have a little Grease reunion at the Hollywood Show in Burbank on October 8, 2011. Read the rest of this entry »

I’ve never quite fully understood the intricacies of the relationship between the World Wrestling Federation and World Championship Wrestling and I’m sure none of you do either. So while Wikipedia might state that Mexican wrestling star Tito Santana was wrestling with the WWF from 1979-1993, there is no question that I saw him wrestling both on TV and in person with Georgia Championship Wrestling in 1982. And I have the photo to prove it. Read the rest of this entry »

Although the Disney extravaganza had seen it’s final day, I still had one more classic amusement park to visit before I could color this trip completed. Although I had been to the Knott’s Berry Farm Halloween event known as Knott’s Scary Farm last October, I had never really gotten to enjoy a ‘traditional’ visit to the park. Since they were now owned by Cedar Fair, this once low-key tourist destination had blossomed into a full-fledged amusement park. In other words, there had been some huge roller coasters added, which blended in rather oddly with some of the classic attractions. No matter, I liked both styles of rides for what they were, and enjoyed my experience there to the hilt. Read the rest of this entry »

I often think that the Beach Boys will never quite take their rightful spot in music history. Whereas the Beatles will always be considered musical geniuses, The Beach Boys – to the general public – will be too closely associated with the simple feel-good surf rock ditties and throwaway tracks like Kokomo to ever be considered brilliant. However, music critics often know better and have thus ranked their album Pet Sounds as the greatest album ever recorded, even topping the Beatles’ many masterworks. At the core of this Beach Boy genius is one particular Beach brainiac named Brian Wilson. You might recall my chance meeting with him back in 2008, but up until now I had never seen him perform in person. Read the rest of this entry »