Slap-Happy New Year, everyone!
My first story of 2013 deals with drama, music, one-upmanship and the sweet smell of success.
Bassed on a true anecdote (get it? “bassed?” haha), I bring you a musical number sure to please.
Thanks to Roger Cohen for this really neat pic!! Reminds me of my band days.
And a low BOW to the QUEEN of All Who Write On This Blog Page, Rochelle Pistov-Fields. (boy, am I going to pay for THIS one …)
When Aunt Wilma called Mom to ask me if I knew Donna Manners from my college days, I wondered what “Prima Donna” Manners wanted with my aunt.
Said she was an aspiring country singer. Could she stay with Aunt Wilma and Uncle Bob for awhile in Nashville while she worked it out?
I remember her full of talent AND herself … making me look stupid in front of the music instructors who said she clearly had the superior voice.
“Tell Aunt Wilma no!” Being late, I headed for the theater. Gotta get there fast! They can’t start La Traviata without “Violetta.”