I’ll Face It With a Grin

Sometimes, you just need a theme song.  Kind of like Rocky Balboa or even the Golden Girls.

When it’s time to step behind the bar, I listen to this song.

You see my friends, to me, bartending is like being on stage. We engage with our audience. We perform for our audience. We want you to leave life at the door. We want to keep you coming back for more.

WE NEED TO BE “ON”!

The truth is, it’s harder than it looks.

Maybe we just had a fight with our significant other.

Maybe the car didn’t want to start.

Maybe the kids are sick.

Maybe someone we love is dying.

Maybe business is slow and we are worried about making the rent.

Maybe we are on our third double to make ends meet.

Maybe our threshold for the ridiculous has been surpassed.

Maybe we aren’t getting along with our “band mates”.

Maybe the customer before you was a real “piece of work”.

Maybe we have endured the Chef’s wrath because of all the “special requests” that are coming in with every single order.

Whatever “it” is…

…we leave it at the door and put it all on the floor.

This song inspires me to do just that.  I think of Freddy Mercury in the studio laying down what would be his last track.  How gravely ill he was at the time. How he went in there and nailed it.

This song is my anthem.  I hope you enjoy it even half as much as I do.

The Show Must Go On

THE SHOW MUST GO ON!

XO, Amy

It will soon be here.

It is a rainy New England Sunday and a perfect time to sit and write to you.

I skipped posting this past week due to some overwhelming melancholy. Not one to be a drag, I decided it best to just pass on a post.

Since Sundays are my day of weekly reflection, I figured I would check in with all of you and see who else out there might be in a funk as well.

It is a bit ironic to be in a funk considering Spring has sprung and this is the time of year in which Earth comes out of Her Winter slumber and regenerates and reinvents Herself. Usually, this would be a time where I too become reenergized and rejuvinated.

Unfortunately, these past few weeks have really tested me emotionally. Much is changing and sadly not in a way I am embracing with my normal “grab life by the balls” attitude.

i know this will pass

i know this will get better

i know the lessons will become clear

When times like these arise, I turn to music. Especially, this song!
Xo, Amy

Dear Son

For those of you new to my blog, Sundays are all about the music. Each Sunday, I reflect on the foolishness of the week before. Setting it to song keeps me from losing my shit in public.

This past week, my son (who is about to turn 14 and is in the throes of teenage angst), filled me in on some of his Life experiences.  Apparently, middle school morons are still in full force and effect in the year 2014.

As my son was explaining to me how kids assume he is poor because his chauffeur (me) is not lined up in the carpool parade in a Maserati or Mercedes, but a Chevy and/or Dodge, I found myself resisting the urge to throw my $54k “shitbox” into 4-wheel drive low and clear a path!  Or, how we MUST be broke because he chooses to wear sweatshirts, sweatpants and sneakers instead of the ever “original” rich kid costume of Hilfiger khakis and pastel Polo shirts with the collar “popped”. (I survived the 80s and saw this look crash and burn on these douchebags’ parents!)

Luckily for me, the apple does NOT fall far from the proverbial tree!  You see, in my family we have a little thing called “self-esteem”.  We don’t give a shit what people like this think of us.  We just don’t like being annoyed by said jack-asses.

I proceeded to take a few deep breaths and let my son in on one of Life’s little secrets:

kids that peak in high school, suck at real life

Truthfully, I feel badly for anyone who places their worth and other’s worth on things.  Because, it is a lonely world when you lose “things” and you find out your “friends” have no reason to hang with you anymore.

That, my friends, is where today’s song comes in.  You see, it says everything I believe in for my son.

Boy, don’t you worry.
You’ll find yourself.
Follow you heart,
and nothing else.
You can do this,
if you try.
All that I want for you my son,
is to be satisfied.
Be a simple kind of man.
Be something you love and understand.

-Lynyrd Skynyrd

Xo, Amy

PS: I went and bought the kid some new threads. Afterall, Amy the badass, will always take a back seat to Amy the Mom.

“I wish there was something I could do to make you smile again”


In case you are noticing a pattern, you are correct! Sunday, is music day. This is the day when I reflect on my conversations and experiences for the week and convert them to song. If you read last Sundays post, I beg, stole and I borrowed, you would have seen my theory of having a “soundtrack for your life”.

This week’s selection is inspired by some of my encounters with people I wait on when I am bartending. Bartenders have long been called “the poor man’s therapist”, and with good reason. Nice atmosphere, music, a friendly face and booze lends itself to the very environment that is ripe for pouring out one’s soul. So, for all you therapists out there, put a mini-bar in your office and you will hit Freudian pay dirt!

Getting back to the song at hand! I was driving to of all places, my therapist (no mini-bar), and this song came on the radio. It summed up my feelings when I hear people telling me how broken their relationships are in there lives. Not just romantic ones, but friendships, work, family and even the relationship they have with themselves. This song doesn’t just represent the obvious of physically breaking free and leaving. It represents that we have a habit of putting obstacles in the way of our own happiness.

The problem is all inside your head, She said to me
The answer is easy if you take it logically
I’d like to help you in your struggle to be free

Xoxo,
Amy

I beg, stole and I borrowed.

I beg, stole and I borrowed.

Sunday I am like an Idiot Savant when it comes to music. There is nothing I love more than a good song.  But the icing on the cake – DAMN FINE hair and wardrobe. Throw in some sweet moves and I am HOOKED!

Movies have soundtracks – why not have one for your life? If your life story were to be transformed on the BIG screen, what would be playing in the background?

Music takes you places.  It transports you.  It pumps you up.  It mellows you out.  It makes you move.  It keeps you still.

Before work, I always have music going to get me psyched up for my night.  Just like athletes before the game.  Just like entertainers before they take the stage.

If you have ever been to the Horseshoe Grille (shameless plug… 226 Main St., N. Reading, MA), then you know at some point during the night, we are going to have a sing-a-long.  We are going to have a clap-a-long.                        AUDIENCE PARTICIPATION IS REQUIRED!

Xoxo, Amy