What a fun-filled seven days that I’ve just lived through. Let’s face it, yours truly is an old man! My definition of “fun” is what the majority would consider lowkey, but I had the great fortune to spend time one-on-one with some very dear friends.
The past Fourth of July holidays, I was either lying on my mother’s couch pregnant with a food baby named Gluttony Tilo or lying on my couch watching a “Real Housewives of (insert city here)” marathon despite the fact that I’ve already watched each episode to the point of memorizing the cast’s dialogue word-for-word. This year, I had zero plans. Mom was working. Brother Ricky was out of town. And sister Trina was in Orlando. My plan this year was to sit on my couch watching
a “Keeping Up With The Kardashians” marathon an educational documentary while allowing my stomach to growl at all of the Instagram filtered photos of everyone’s plates full of BBQ.
Luckily and thankfully, Robby called me and invited me over to his parents house in St. Pete for dinner, and then Fireworks-viewing at his friend Kelly’s pad downtown. Upon entering Robby’s parental units’ house, it was clear that I would instantly have a connection with Mr. & Mrs. Nichols given the “Springsteen Country” sign in honor of my idol Bruce that greeted me at their doorway. Robby is nearly 12 years younger than me. I met him when he was a High School senior at my very first Square One event called “GO!” and instantly clicked with him. Despite the more-than-a-decade age difference, I told Robby’s parents at dinner that he is an “old soul.” I’ve had more intellectual and intelligent conversations with this 21-year-old than I’ve ever had with people my own age. A HUGE Thank You to Robby for being my personal Will Smith and saving my 2012 Independence Day from being invaded by boredom!
This past Saturday, I had 2nd Row tickets with Jess to the Fresh Music Festival at the newly $35M renovated USF Sun Dome. (Thank You Sara Webster!) The Fresh Music Festival was a concert featuring old school R&B acts and legends Keith Sweat, Guy, SWV and K-Ci & JoJo.
Back in the day, prehistoric times if you will, I listened to nothing but R&B and hip-hop music. It wasn’t until my Freshmen year of High School when my friend Beth Shaw lent me the “Little Earthquakes” album by Tori Amos that I began to broaden my taste in music. Seeing these R&B acts perform such classics as “Weak” and “Make It Last Forever” and “Let’s Chill” right dead smack in front of me was a glorious reliving of my elementary and middle school days growing up. Thank You Jess Hille for the photos below!
Robby’s friend A.J. was in town from Fort Laudy, and we decided to have a weekend of zen staring with Saturday morning Yoga in the Park, smoking shisha at Zoya and opting to skip watermelon mimosas and Mexican brunch at Miguel’s on Kennedy to dine at the Wat Mongkolrata Thai Temple on Sunday.
I ended my weekend of zen with one of my favorite people, Dawn. She took me to see Moonrise Kingdom, the latest film by writer-director Wes Anderson. I am fully aware that it’s virtually uncool not to love anything that Wes Anderson touches. He’s always had a hit-or-miss track record with me, but I can attest that Moonrise Kingdom is hands-down my favorite and most enjoyable film in his filmography. Go see it!
Since music is a huge part of my life, I decided to conclude each and every posting with a song that I am loving at the moment. However, since the past 7 days were near-perfect, I will end this posting with two songs.
First up: “Hollywood Forever Cemetery Sings” comes from Father John Misty, former Fleet Foxes drummer Joshua Tillman’s new solo project, and is a repeat staple on my Spotify playlist.
Lastly but not least-ly, I just had to post one of the greatest R&B songs of all-time… “Twisted” by Keith Sweat (with Kut Klose). Only fitting since I’ve been singing the song since seeing him perform it live a few days ago.