If I have any credibility or influence with you, please remember to be careful with your phone, especially if you think you can multi-task. These problems can range from the ultra-seriousness of texting while driving (never, ever, ever do it!!!) to minor problems like mine.
As pictured above, I wrote my last blog using my Blackberry from spring training with the Brewers.
This leads us to my credibility issue ... since there was a glaring error in that blog.
I am really starting to like writing. It is a new outlet for me. But, I am so used to the radio where I can say something dumb and it's forgotten seconds later. But this Internet stuff keeps your mistakes in some permanent sphere where they can come back to haunt you. So I feel the need to correct it.
I wrote that it was Dave Marsh that was the music critic that called Bruce Springsteen the future of rock and roll. Sorry, I meant to hurriedly type Jon Landau. Somebody kindly corrected that in the comment section of the blog...by also making sure to point out that I am no Dave Marsh OR Jon Landau. (I first said that myself. By the way I am also no Andy Tarnoff...neither able to poetically write or send long soliloquies from my cell phone while enjoying baseball in the Arizona desert).
I made the mistake and all I can say is "whoops a daisy".
You may think that is as weak as Hugh Grant uttering those words as he fell and Julia Roberts berated him for it in the movie Notting Hill.
But I think I can get away with it. Because I heard it almost every day as a child. It is a very British term for "I screwed up!" My Mom was born and raised in London and brought her British accent here with her to the US. So as a goofy kid growing up on the Northwest side of Milwaukee during Beatlemania and the British Invasion of the Kinks and Animals and Who...that accent was pretty cool to all my friends. And it gave me some additional credibility as a 7 year old with the Beatle crazed babysitters in the neighborhood (hmmm, that explains a lot. I'll finish up that therapy session later).
So again, whoops a daisy ... my bad!
Forgive me? Because after all everybody makes mistakes!
It does remind me of some miscues over the years from some of our favorite musicians.
I must now warn you these have not been checked for accuracy. I type them off the top of my head.
Speaking of Brits, how about the Rolling Stones, who used the English version of the Hells Angels as security at one of their European shows. That went well..since those motorcycle enthusiasts wore sweaters and had meerschaum pipes. Mick and the boys figured the US version would work just as well at Altamont. Those guys had leather vests and lead pipes. It didn't turn out very well.
Ringo Starr forgot the words to his own song at Bangla Desh, and decades later it is still there for all to see and hear. I feel for you Ringo, although I have a feeling there will be no movie made of my last blog.
Sinead O'Connor tore up a picture of The Pope on Saturday Night Live. There went her SuperCuts endorsements.
David Sancious quit the E Street Band.
Decca Records rejected The Beatles.
In 1988 The Grammy award for best Heavy Metal album went to Jethro Tull, over Mettalica and AC/DC.
In the movie The Rocker, they are in a bus going past the Rock & Roll Hall of Fame and the driver says "it's on your left". I have been there four times. The street they are driving on is a dead end, and it can only be on your right. By the way, Snoop Dogg will be eligible for the Hall of Fame in 2017. Just getting ready for that mistake a little early.
Mick Taylor quit the Stones.
Milli Vanilli didn't quit when they were ahead.
Prince changed his name. I guess that would have been OK if the symbol had been % or & or * or @. But I can't find that thing he picked anywhere on my keyboard.
In 1958 the Esso Research Center came out with a study that said it was not smart to listen to rock & roll on the car radio because it causes drivers to unconsciously jiggle the gas pedal and waste fuel. Wow, can you imagine what would happen in Buddy Holly drove a Prius?
Dennis Wilson of The Beach Boys befriended Charles Manson. They actually collaborated on a song that made it to the B-side of a Beach Boys single in the '60s.
Jerry Lee Lewis might have been as big as Justin Beiber. (spelling?) But instead he choose to marry his second cousin, which might have been overlooked had she not been 14.
Lou Reed was once so mad at his record company that he released a double album that was all grinding noises. Really! It was called Metal Machine Music. Actually that was pretty cool ... unless you bought it!
Amy Winehouse. Nuff said?
So there you have it. Some mistakes. I hope I didn't get any wrong. If so, let me know in the comment section below and remember you can always send me a question at firstname.lastname@example.org. And next blog I will get to some emails, as soon as I get back from Phil Spector's house. Or not. Whoops a daisy.
Two responses came back, including one janitor position. Steve took the other: the opportunity to hang out at WUWM.
After that, he worked at WAUK, then WQFM, then WZUU, then back to WQFM ... and finally worked afternoons at WKLH for a little while.
"I gave up Eddie Money to earn money in 1986," says Steve, who eventually entered the world of commercial real estate.
"But 23 years ago WKLH offered me the chance to wake up early every Sunday morning," he says. "I mean every Sunday morning. I mean like 5:30 am. I mean no matter what I did on Saturday night. Live every Sunday morning. I love it."