Frank Sinatra MY WAY



Frank Sinatra


For those of you who may not know “My Way” was written by French Songwriters Claude Francois and Jacques Revaux. The English Lyrics that Sinatra sings, were written 1967 by Canadian singer / songwriter Paul Anka. Anka heard the song called Comme d Habitude (as Usual), sung by Claude Francois while on vacation in the South of France, and liked it as a potential song. Paul Anka flew to Paris to meet with the song writers, where he obtained adaption, recording, and publishing rights for a mere $1 …
Some time Anka was in Florida having lunch with Sinatra at the Fontainebleau Hotel in Miami Beach where Sinatra was filing Tony Rome. The story goes Frank was hinging out with some Mobsters, when Anka proposed the song Sinatra. Sinatra told Anka, “I’m quitting the Business. I’m Sick of It. I’m getting the Hell Out.”
Anka rewrote the song one night in New York. Anka recalls that he sat down with his IBM typewriter at 1 O’Clock in the morning. and said to himself, “If Frank were ,writing this song, what would he say?” Anka finished the song by 5 o’clock in the morning. He called up Frank who was at Caesar’s Palace in Las Vegas. Paul told Frank, “I’ve got something special for you.”
Sinatra recorded My Way on December 20, 1968 at Western Recorders Studios in Los Angeles just a few hours before performing a concert at The Sands Hotel Casino in Las Vegas, Nevada.
Frank Sinatra’s daughter Tina says that even though My Way became Sinatra’s signature song, he hated it, Tina said “He didn’t like it. The song stuck and he couldn’t get it off his shoe. He always thought the song was self-serving and self-indulgent.”
Paul Aka says that his record producer was bad at Paul that he gave it to Sinatra, and didn’t record it himself, but Anka said he could never sing it. It was for Frank. Sinatra’s recording of My Way has sold 10s of Millions of copies over the year, and is not only a large part of Sinatra’s History (like it or not), American history and part of 100s of millions of Americans and people all over the World who love the song and the memories it holds for them.
Basta !
Daniel Bellino Zwicke
Frank Sinatra at Western Recorders Studios
6000 Sunset Blvd
1960s Recording Session


La Palette Bistro Paris


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I first went to  the La Palette with my buddy Raoul in March of 1999. I went as I heard quite a bit about this bistro from my friend John Lee, who went to Paris once or twice every year. For years. He told me of the bistro which he said was a classic Parisian Bistro on Rue d Seine, just down from St Germain de Pres. He had told me of the owner Jean Marie who, though he was the owner, he dressed and worked as a waiter. John Lee told me that Jean Marie had a reputation as a bit of a hard-ass, but that he took a liking to my him (John Lee). John loved the place, and talked about it all Raoul and I were going to Paris for a week to meet up with Vicky and Raoul’s girlfriend who were in the fashion business and going to Paris for the Prete-a-Porter (Ready to Wear) fashion shows in Paris. Vicky worked for Jean Paul Gautier, and Lisa was a editor for Marie Claire Magazine. At the time, I had my restaurant Bar Cichetti on Houston Street in Greenwich Village, and one night when Lisa was there with Vicky, Lisa said to me, “Danny why don’t you come to Paris with Raoul and meet me and Vicky?” Lisa didn’t have to ask me twice, I’d be there. And so I booked a couple flights on Continetal Air, and Raoul and I flew over. We took a taxi into the city where Lisa was staying at the Hotel Montlalemert. We walked into the hotel and Lisa and Vicky were right there in the restauarant having lunch. Raoul and I joined the girls, I had a Club Sandwich, hung out for a bit, then got a taxi to go and check-in to my hotel, the Hotel Lille on Rue de Lille. I checked in. 

That night we went to dinner at some new trendy restaurant that was not very good. Not my choice, but the Editor in Chief of Harper’s Bazzar Magazine, Glenda Bailey. I remember having to wait forever for the cocktail I ordered, and the food was just OK. Not good, but my friends would find out that when it came to me picking bistros and brasseries for us to eat at, I really knew my stuff and they loved my choices.

Each day of this trip, I’d get up early in the morning, have my breakfast, and walk around for about an hour before walking over to the Hotel Montalembert to pick up Raoul who wouldn’t get up until 11 am, and I’d meet him at the hotel at 12 noon. We walked out onto the street and Raoul asked me where we were going to eat. I told Raoul that we were going to La Palette, a place recommended by John Lee.

When we got to La Palette, the place was packed, every table was occupied. It was a quite likely scene, and it was getting my charged. Jean Marie greeted us and told us to wait at the bar, and he’d have a table for us in a few minutes. So we bellied up to the bar and I studied the menu. They had Gigot (Lamb Shank), Pate, Bouf Bourguignon and other bistro classics. And when I saw they had Pomme Dauphenoise, I told Raoul we had to have some. We waited just about 10 meinutes, and then Jean Marie brought us to a table. We got a Charcuterie Plate for started, then we both ordered Steak with Pomme Dauphenoise for our mains. I was disappointed when they said they were out of the Daupehnoise, but we could get Pomme Saute instead. We both drank Beaujolais with our meal. The meal was quite tasty, and when Raoul pulled out a couple of Cohiba Cuban Cigars that he bought the night before when we stopped at a cigar bar on Monparnasee, Jean Marie replied, “but of course.”

Well we had a really nice time at La Palette. Jean Marie was very nice to us, the food and the ambiance wonderful, and Raoul and I thoroughly enjoyed ourselves. So the next day when I met Raoul at his hotel, and asked him where he wanted to eat, I shouldn’t have been surprised when he said, “let’s go to Palette.” I asked him, “you want to go there again?” 

“Why not?” Raoul replied. Ok, let’s go. It was jumping when we walked in. Jean Marie saw as and smiled, “Hello my Friends! Just a moment.” We were in like Flin. Jean Marie liked us, they had great food, and it was a wonderful old Parisian Bistro, where we’d be having another great lunch. Jean Marie even put us at the same corner table we sat at the day before. It was great.


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The Bar at La PALETTE

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Yes we had quite a good time on the trip. We had dinner one night at La Coupole and a great lunch one day at Brasserie Lipp. We hung out Cafe Duex Magots, and went to Hotel Costes. We were having a great time until Lisa and Raoul had a fight, and then a pick-pocket stole Raoul’s wallet when we were at Cafe Select. Raoul wasn’t feeling it and wanted to go home, so we cut our trip a couple days short, 5 instead of 7. Anyway we had a good time when we were there, and as you see here, I have fond memories of the trip.


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Brasserie Lipp

Blvd. St Germain



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Me at Cochon L’Orielle








Bobby Caldwell is Not Black



He’s Not a Black Man” ! He’s White !!! Dam, just found out a quite Funny Thing? Bobby Caldwell is White. Yes. I love this song, it’s one of my all-time favorites. The song is Fucking Awesome. and I’ve listened to it 1,00 times over the years. I always thought Bobby Caldwell was a black man. He sounded like a black man, and I never really thought about it. Well I love Youtube and I have this music blog “BEST MUSIC EVER” and post all my favorite songs, mostly of the 1960s, 70, and 80s, R&B, POP MUSIC, ROCK & ROLL, and Standards from such greats as Frank Sinatra, Dean Martin, Nat King Cole, Sammy Davis Jr., and the lot, just Great Music and NEVER Any SHITTY HIP HOP RAP CRAP or SHITTY so-called Alternative Rock “Whatever The FUCK That Is?” FUCK, What The FUCK Happened? What the Hell Happened to MUSIC. Why hasn’t anyone made any good music for some 20 years or so now? I just don’t Fucking get it. The 1960s 70s and even 1980s produced such an abundance of great music, “I thought it would never end.” Who knew? Did you? Anyway, Thank God for Records (recordings) and such things, so we don’t have to listen to any SHIT ASS RAP MUSIC or Alternative CRAP! We can listen to all the great recordings of such artists as; The Beatles, The Rolling Stones, Marvin Gaye, The Supremes, Dionne Warwick, and on-and-on. I thought it would never end. And so, this is one of the reasons I created this blog, The Best Music Ever , from the 60s, 1970s and 80s, you NEVER EVER Have to listen to any SHITTY ASS RAP CRAP. Not unless you have SHITTY TASTE, as Millions of people do these this days. That’s the only explanation why such Shitty, talent-less so-called musical artist like; Justin Timberlake “He Sucks,” Taylor Swift “She Sucks,” and HORRIBLE HORRIBLE so-called artist like Kanye West can record SHIT and make Millions, “People have BAD TASTE.” the only explanation. Anyway, I got off the track a bit. Wasn’t I talking about Bobby Caldwell, his great song What You Won’t Do For Love and the fact that, not only me, but millions of people thought that when they listen to this wonderful romantic song “What You Won’t Do For Love” by Mr. Bobby Caldwell, you were listening to a black man? Hell Yeah, I did. When I was making this post and started reading the comments, I spotted a comment by a women, saying, “Didn’t you think Bobby Caldwell was Black?” Yep. Funny. But then I saw another and another, and another, many comments, all saying basically the same thing, “didn’t you think Bobby Caldwell was black,” When Did You find out that Bobby Caldwell was white, and on-and-on, so many comments saying the same thing, everyone thought Bobby Caldwell was a black man. Don’t believe me? Go check it out on youtube. Anyway, no matter that Bobby Caldwell isn’t a black man, like most everyone thought. Yes, Bobby Caldwell is white, and his rendition of What You Won’t Do For Love is absolutely awesome, one of the sexiest, most beautiful love songs ever sung, and by a white man who everyone thought was black, the song is just great, and the story quite funny, “What You Won’t Do For Love?”


Basta !

Daniel Bellino Zwicke




“Yes, He’s White”

More on Bobby Old myths have a way of sticking around. Especially the one about Bobby Caldwell being black. It’s been 37 years since Caldwell broke through with the soul classic “What You Won’t Do For Love,” and yet, some are still shocked when they find out the singer is white. “Quite honestly, I never thought I sounded black,” says Caldwell. “I thought I sounded like a white guy that was influenced by R&B music. But people would swear up and down I was black. Huge amounts of money were lost in bets.” There are thousands of articles, and postings all over the Internet; on Twitter, Facebook, Buzzfeed, all over the places. What do you think of all this? We’d like to know. Please leave a comment below.

Paris Cafes


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Cafe Aux Deux Magots

“One of Hemingway’s Favorites”


                                                                                                                         September 23, 2019                                                                                                                                 Marlton Hotel, NYC

Way back in about 1991 I wrote a piece about cafes as pertaining to New York and cafes in America, of European and Parisian Cafes, and how the United States was pretty much devoid of these things that were an absolute necessity of Parisian, French, Italia, and European life. I had written of how important cafes were particularly Paris, to the French and Italians, all over Italy, France, Spain, in Vienna, Budapest, Prague, and all over Europe, cafes were at the very center of European social life, and as a matter of fact, an absolute necessity to European life itself, but not of America at the time. Most Americans were totally unaware of this thing called “cafe life,” or the pleasures and necessities that the cafe offered. First and foremost, there is coffee and refuge, to sit, relax, socialize or not. The coffee (Espresso – Cappuccino) was relatively cheap (much more expensive these days).

The Parisian cafe has long been a place to meet (friends, lovers), rendezvous, socialize, read, write, eat, or just contemplate. For many their neighborhood cafe was their living room, eluding to the fact that many lived in tiny apartments or had just one room, the cafe became their living room, and or dining room. Artists and writers have long been inhabitants of cafes, especially writers who for the price of a Cafe Latte could linger for hours writing the great novel and what-not.

Maybe not all, but most Europeans, the cafe is absolutely necessary to living life. Americans, had not been accustomed to the same way of life, and I wrote that original piece in 1990, way before Starbucks, coffee bars, and other cafes ever became a thing. Now, I for one am not a fan of Starbucks, as I’ve been going to any number of wonderful independent cafes for years, and I have never been one to do restaurants or cafes that are part of any worldwide or national chain, “not for me.”

September 24, 2019

                                                                                                                   CAFFE REGGIO 11.15  PM

Well I’m having my 3rd cafe visit of the day. I’m at Caffe Reggio in Greenwich Village, the place I wrote that little piece on cafes so many years ago. On that day in 1991, it was a cold Winters day in New York. There was a major snow storm (18 inches) going on, and I was sitting at a window table, sipping my cappuccino and watching the heavy snow fall. It was just beautiful, and was inspiring me to write as I thought of Hemingway, writing at that cafe in Paris so many years ago. Hemingway wrote about it in a Moveable Feast and the image was set in my mind on this day, and so I wrote about cafes. If I remember correctly, it was on a cafe on the Boulevard St Michele in Paris. Hemingway did not give the name of the cafe, but he painted quite a memorable picture. From reading books about Hemingway, I knew that as far as Parisian Cafes were concerned, his favorites were; Cafe Select on the Boulevard Monparnasse, Cafe au Duex Magots, an unknown cafe on the Rue Mouffetard, and the Closerie d Lilas, also on Blvd. Monparnasse, but further down from where Select is.

So, needless to say, I’m quite a fan of Hemingway, the man, and his works. At the time, I was totally enamored of 1920 Paris, the writers and artists, and I’d read whatever I could get my hands on, on the era and subjects. I loved Paris, I still do, but you have a different way of looking at things in your 20s, everything so much more magical when you’re young and discovery things for the first time. And so I was, and my first trip to Paris in January of 1986 absolutely blew away. I was smitten, and I just ate the city up, both figuratively and literally, I ate up Paris. My favorite things to do was going to different cafes for breakfast or anytime during the day. I imagined myself a writer, I imagine myself Hemingway. “Hey, one can dream can’t they?” No I’d never become another Hemingway. I know this now. When you’re young you’re full of dreams, and as they say of young men, “Full of Piss & Vinegar.” Yes I could dream, and especially being the young man with so many dreams, and besides, I was on vacation, and I was going to live it, and enjoy it to the max. And so I did.

I found a wonderful hotel in my Frommer’s Guide, the Cluny Hotel on Boulevard Saint Michele in the Latin Quarter on the Left Bank of the Seine. It was a wonderful little hotel in a great location. close to all the great cafes and quite a lot of marvelous bistros, both of which were my two main interest and means of entertainment, and I live in both. I’d get up and go to some cafe on St Michele or St Germain, for Cafe Latte and a Croissant. “What else?” I was in Paris. At this point in time, I didn’t know of the famous cafes of Duex Magots, Flore, or Select, I’d learn of them latter. So in January of 86, any cafe that looked good to me, I’d go into. I did have Patricia Wells wonderful culinary guidebook The Food Lovers Guide to Paris which had me in so many wonderful bistros, even before I went, her writings ( and pictures) made me feel as though I was already there. I read that book feverishly, taking notes and planning my trip, and the bistros I wanted to go to. Yes this book is quite wonderful, and I highly recommend anyone going to Paris, don’t leave home without it, it’s indispensable

I just can’t tell you enough about how much I loved this trip, I savored it with all my being, as I’d done in Rome just 6 months before, I was like a kid on Christmas day, full of euphoria for what I was experiencing. Boy could I eat all up back then. Besides going to cafes, I’d have a wonderful lunch at one of the bistros I’d picked out, and have dinner at another, eating Foe Gras, Escargot, Bouf Bourgiononne and the lot of French Bistro Classics. I ate at Bistro Polidor on the Rue Monsiuer la Prince, La Coupole, and Brasserie Julien on St Denis. I ate Choucroute Garne at the Brasserie on Il Sr Louis, just over the bridge from Notre Dame and the Il d Cite. I ate at a wonderful little bistro for lunch one day by the great big Flea Market at Cligancourt. 

I couldn’t wait to get to the tiny little bar / bistro that Patrica Wells said was the most beautiful bar in Paris. It was the Le Cochon L Orielle at 15 Rue Monmartre. When I got there, I was not disappointed. The place was just as gorgeous as Patricia had decribed, and I had to agree, this has to be the most beautiful little bar in all of Gay Paree, “I just Loved it.”

Daniel Bellino Zwicke

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Le Cochon L’ Orielle no longer exist in its original state as it was when I first went ther in 1986, in 1991, and as was when I was there in 1999 (pictured above). You see me in the picture above taken of me and the couple who owned the place at the time. Rhe couple is behind the gorgeous old bar (original) and I’m on the other side. If you look at the picture below, you will see that the beautiful old bar no longer exist and there are tables in its place, with a new smaller bar at the end. Unfortunately this is not the original configuration as it was for many years and the 3 separate occasions when I ate there, once by myself (1986), once with my girlfriend Merceditas in 1991, and here with my buddy Raoul (took the picture) in March 1999.

I do not know when the place was renovated. I always hate to see things like this happen, but having been in the restaurant business for many years, I’m aware of the fact that these businesses have many expenses and that these changes most likely came about as a means of survival, and it’s better that the place is still there, rather than totally going out of business.

The other change is that the 3 cute little wooden booths where I had previously eaten my delightful lunches, are now gone. As you see the counter on the left hand side of the bar with the bar-stools, this is where the booths once were. Also, you can see the spiral staircase leading to a second floor, there is now a dining room that had never existed before. The place has many more tables now, which probably as tripled its seating capacity, thus increasing revenue, and keeping the place alive. However, I really miss the old place.

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Le Cochon L’ Orielle



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Le Cochon L’Orielle


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Giants Quarterback Daniel Jones leads Team to First Win 2019 Season NFL

Daniel Jones

Tampa Bay Bucaneers Matt Gay misses chance to beat the New York Giants as rookie quarterback Daniel Jones shines, leading the Giants to their first win of the 2019 NFL Season. Jones looked sharp running for 2 touchdowns and passing for two more.

Late in the game, the Giants had a 4th down and 5 to go, when Daniel Jones ran for his second touchdown to tie the game at 31 points. The Giants made the extra point kick to take the lead 32 to 31 .. The Bucaneers got the ball back with 1: 16 left in the game, moved the ball down the field, setting up Matt Gay with a 32 yard field-goal attempt with just seconds left in the game.  Gay missed the field-goal attempt, and Daniel Jones and the New York Giants win their first game of the season. Yeah Daniel, yeah Giants.

Star runningback Saquon Barkley was injured early in the 2nd half and left the game with a ankle injury. Naturally all Giant Fans are wishing Saquon a quick and speedy recovery and hoping that his injury is a minor one. We want Saquon back.





The High Price of Rock Music Concert Tickets is Fucking Outrageous “What The Fuck” ?


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Average Price of Tickets for Elton John Concert $275


It’s Not Just ELTON But The Whole Industry. “WHAT The FUCK?” This is WRONG ! Plain and Simple. Don’t these People (Rock Stars) have a Heart? Sorry, I Love them. I Love my music. I Love R&B and ROCK & ROLL, but it’s just been outrageous, the prices these peopel have been charging for the past 15 Years or so? Again, “WHAT THE FUCK GUYS?” Don’t you have a Heart?

Elton John just announced that he will be extending his Goodbye Yellow Brick Road Farewell Tour to four separate venues in the New York / NJ Metropolitan Area in 2020. Elton John will be leading off his New York Area Tour Dates in Manhattan at Madison Square Garden on April 6th and April 7th 2020 .. He will follow these MSG Concerts with two nights at Brooklyn’s Barclay Center on April 10 & 11, then move on to Newark’s Prudential Center for one night on April 15th before heading over to Long Island to perform two nights at Nassau Coliseum on April 17 & 18th. Thank You Elton. “You know we all Love you here in New York and are quite excited and happy that you will be playing all these dates, giving New Yorker’s, Jerseyite’s and anyone else a chance to see you one more time. “I know I’m dam excited, a chance to see another legend, after seeing numerous ones over the years, like: George Harrison, Ringo Starr, Paul McCartney, The Allman Brothers Band, The Rolling Stones, Frank Sinatra, Dianna Ross, Crosby Still Nash & Young, BB King, and a few others, now I get to go see you Elton, live and in concert at New York’s Madison Square Garden. I can’t wait.
I just heard the news today, and I’m already phsyched, cue-ing up your music, listening to such songs as Tiny Dancer, Levon, All The Girls Love Allice, Harmony, Funeral For a Friend and more. All the great hits and more. I’ve been listening to your music ever since Madman Across The Water came out, I Loved it, and it was one of the first Rock Albums I bought way back in 1971. I bought the album at the music store Tomko Brothers in Rutherford, New Jersey. Boy these kids these days, don’t know what they’re missing, not being in the culture of buying albums, as we , did back int the 1970. The Beatles, The Rolling Stones, Led Zeppelin, Jethro Tull, or Elton John would come out with a new album, you’d save up your money to get it ($4.99), go down to the record store and get your copy. You’d bring it home, tear off the plastic wrap, check it out, put it on your record player (stereo), and read the liner-notes as you listened along in teenage bliss. “Ah, the Good Ol Days.” Yes these kids today don’t know what they’re missing. And we could afford to got to concerts back then. Well this is a great complaint of mine, and millions of others. The price of concert tickets these days are obscene. What The Fuck?” They are outrageous! People can’t afford to go to concerts . You have to be Rich. This isn’t fare. I wish some of you guys would do something about this, it just isn’t fare. Elton, you’ve got millions. Wouldn’t you consider or think of working people who want to see you but can’t afford the ridiculously F-ing High Prices of Concert Tickets. I’m going to pay the price, it’s a lot for me, but I will pay, I want to go to see you for once, but the prices are just not fare at all. When I was a teenager, and I worked hard and paid for tickets myself to got o concerts, the average price was about $12. The average weekly wages for the average American was about $300 a week in 1974. The average weekly wage is just $700 in 2019, meaning the average weekly wage has gone up just a little more than two times. Not much! Yet the insane prices of Concert Tickets have Skyrocketed to average of $175 per ticket, or about 14 TIMES What they used to be. Wages increased by 2 Times, concert tickets increase 14 Times in the same amount of time. there’s something wrong here? Is it GREED? Again, “WHAT THE FUCK?” Plain and simple, this is wrong. Can you here me ROCK STARS ?
Daniel Bellino “Z”
I know what some people might say, “if you don’t like it, don’t go.” Well, this may be true, but then again maybe not. What do you think? Let us know. We want to know. Leave a comment. Make your voice heard.
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ROLLING STONES Tickets Average Price $249
Yes, The Stones No Filter Tour. My friend Mireya and I were talking about the Rolling Stones one day, about how we both loved them. Yes talking about, Mick and Keith and the music and how great it was, when my friend Mireya said, “if they come around and play a Concert, I want to go with you.” As fate would have it, it was just a couple of weeks later that The Rolling Stones announced that they would be playing some concert dates in 2019. This was in December of 2018 when they announced the concert dates, and they would be playing Metlife Stadium in East Rutherford New Jersey on June 13, 2019. I saw Mireya the next day, and told her. She immediately got on her phone and on to her ticket app and bought us tow tickets. “Yee-ha, awesome, we’re going to go see The Rolling Stones,” live and in concert, Mick Jagger, Keith Richards, Ron Wood, and Charlie Watts, “her we come!” Can’t wait. Mireya said, don’t worry, I’ve got it (she was Buying the tickets – on her). But I couldn’t let her pay for the tickets, I had to get her back. So we went to the concert and had an awesome time. Hey The Rolling Fucking Stones! But yeah, the tickets were not cheap. I got to get her back, and so yes, I told Mireya, we’ll find another concert and I’ll pay for those tickets. And so now, Thursday September 18th, 2019, I just heard today that Elton John has added concert tour dates to his Goodbye Yellwo Brick Road Farewell Tour and will be playing 7 concerts in the NY Metro area and will be at MSG on April 6 & 7, 2020, and so I will be buying tickets  to pay Mireya back for taking me to The Rolling Stones Concert where we had a most wonderful time. My cousins the Macri’s all went, and cousin Joe rented a party bus for us to go to Metlife Stadium, and we had a tailgate party in the parking lot and we all had a great time.
So now, I will be getting two tickets to see Elton John at Madison Square Garden. 500 Bucks! “What The Fuck?” Well I’ll pay the price. I have two. It’s not often you get to see a Legend, and in 10 years from now, there will not be any of these great Rock N Roll Stars playing Concerts any longer. The Stones, God Bless Then have been keeping it going for ever, but it can’t be that long off when they will finally hang it up, and not do any more live shows. It just won’t be possible. This is after all, Elton’s Farewell Tour, and he won’t be playing any longer. Well, maybe? You never know? People have been known to change their minds. The great Frank Sinatra did, and thanks to him coming out of retirement I was so fortunate to see him 7 times, and at more than reasonable price (only $25 to $40). Yes, imagine that? I never paid more than $40 to see the great Frank Sinatra perform live. Even still, if the price of concert tickets stayed in line with the average working persons weekly wages, if Sinatra was alive and performing today, and the ticket prices were in-line with wages, the average price of a Sinatra Concert ticket would now be about $85 to $95, not $175 to $295 to $500 or one-thousand dollars are more like they are today, “What The Fuck?”
Daniel Bellino Z

Chicken Sandwich Wars



Popeyes Louisiana Chicken comes out with their Fried Chicken Sandwich on August 12, 2019 and Tweets about it.



POPEYES Responds


Then WENDY’S Chimes in.


What Does this mean?

Then SHAKE SHACK GETS in on the Action.





Fried Chicken & Biscuit















And More …