May 1, 2013

Still Just a Wedding Singer

Posted in Foolishness, Social Commentary, Useful day-to-day tagged , , , , , , , , , , at 8:44 pm by Doug Brockway

I’m on the road, alone in King of Prussia, PA.

This presents some dining challenges. Last night, on a recommendation, I went to a nearby “higher end” Mexican restaurant. Plaza Azteca was fine, not high end. The Dos Equis on tap made the meal.

Tonight, my GPS having not found the Chinese restaurant I aimed for I ended up here, at Seasons 52, a VERY busy very nice restaurant indeed. The wait for a table being 90 minutes I end up eating at the bar.

The upside includes my neighbors who know the place inside out, helpful with ordering…, but there’s this piano player…

He’s actually very good, for what he does but he can’t help overacting. St. George and the Dragonet (Thank you Stan Freberg) would take him in on a 412. Right now he’s singing Billy Joel’s Scenes song about Brenda-and-Eddie and he hasn’t pronounced the final syllable in a single verse, “in our Italian restauran'”….

Still, its not helpful to be truly good at something truly awful. A new neighbor, who it turns out also likes Furthur, and I got to talking. Imagine this very professional, passionate, lyrical, always on key Wedding Singer offering up his rendition of Jack Straw (Jack Straw from Wichita cut his buddy dow’…) or Uncle John’s Band (Well the first days are the hardest days, don’t you worry any mo’).

Right now out troubadour is singing about ju-ju eyeballs and toe-jam football and “I wish I was a headlight on a northbound train…”