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By Anita Sarko
Thursday, 3/19/2009 4:18 PM


One problem with having been around so damned long (besides the aches and pains & club DJ terror dreams) is that there are many people one has a history with. When my dear husband, the Mod Cousin, told me that he wanted to attend the final performance of Simply Red, I immediately went into a rant about what a HUGE asshole Mick Hucknall was back when. The ginger one was roundly despised by anyone who worked at Palladium because he never failed to act like an entitled jackass whenever he would grace us with his presence. No one would have it. As often as he would push his way through the front door crowd and jump over the rope, that’s how often security ushered him back to the outside of the rope and left ... Read More


By Anita Sarko
Friday, 3/6/2009 3:58 PM

When I found a message on Facebook from Steve Lewis about the funeral for Fred Rothbell-Mista, I was STUNNED. I knew that Fred had the HIV virus, but he had been living with it for so long, I just assumed he could go on forever. Well, as they say, “The word ASSUME makes an ASS of U and ME.” It also made ME feel very very sad. I didn’t even know Fred had been in the hospital, let alone that he had entered a hospice. That’s the problem with knowing someone for decades: You tend to take their presence in your life for granted. Longtime friends have a tendency to float in and out of one’s life. You might not see each other for YEARS, but, when you do come together, you just carry on the conversation without any guilt trips. Those ... Read More

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