Posts Tagged ‘ green dolphin street ’

More Reflections on Show Biz…

10th May 2010 | 2 Comments

This show business stuff ain’t easy.  And it’s especially hard for a person who is naturally shy and humble like myself.  I know some of you are laughing. “You shy? – yeah right!”  Well, it’s my shyness that has kept me from putting myself out there enough to make the big time.  Can I mention [...]


Chicago Cabaret Project

12th March 2010 | 0 Comments

Chicago Cabaret Project has been a wonderful boost to my life. The cast of the CCP are super talented and extremely hard working! Sometimes, I think people don’t quite get what they are about. Of course if you attended one show you would totally see, but I believe most folks are confused about what they, [...]


Should I Stay Or Should I Go?

28th December 2009 | 3 Comments

If I go there will be trouble And if I stay it will be double … The Clash 1982 Yep, the age-old question: Should I stay or should I go? Oh, this isn’t pertaining to love or the angst of a lost love or any of that crap. I’m trying to decide if I should [...]


Describe the funniest, cleverest and/or most memorable Halloween Costume you ever saw!

26th October 2009 | 0 Comments

I saw a huge (tall & muscular) barefoot black man in a diaper (with baby bonnet and bottle) running around the Green Dolphin Street night club on Boom Boom Room night. I asked him who he was… he pulled out a photo of Madonna, pointed at it and said in a baby voice: “MA-MA” It [...]


Photos from Green Dolphin Street

9th March 2009 | 6 Comments

are posted on photographer Dave Loew’s blog site: CLICK ON THE LINK BELOW AND CHECK ‘EM OUT!! Lynne Jordan & the Shivers photos from March 7 at the Green Dolphin Street CHECK ‘EM OUT!!!


Good fun at the Green Dolphin (despite my potty mouth)

8th March 2009 | 2 Comments

The night started off kinda slowly. The room was practically empty at 8PM. I was freaking!! I thought to myself: Oh great, I’m gonna have to come outta pocket for this one. (to pay the band) And then one of my friends engaged – or should I say enslaved- me into some ridiculous conversation about [...]