Run For Cover...

The latest edition of Suburban Suicide is up and running on Brooklynradio.net !!! It's The Run For Cover show(Dan Fucked up and mistitled it as Duck and Cover) located on the Dope Spot with D.J. Soulstatic (a.k. D.J. Crosswalk)two hours of cover tunes! Give it a listen and let me know what you think I appreciate the feedback as does Dan. Stay tuned to Brooklynradio.net for all the latest in the world of real music( not that top forty crap they're trying to feed you).

Coming at you loud and clear,
Vios Con Diablos.

R.

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From The Land Of The Giallo...A Fan!

Dan "Soulstatic" Martino sent me this e-mail he received from a guy in Italy who dug the Halloween show I did on Brooklynradio.net

feelin' your vibe...

"...you and the other guys put up quite a good
show...unexpected music, in theme with the event...I loved to hear the music
that scared me to death when I was a child...especially the Goblin...Argento
was a genius then....

Respect

Marco Scarpelli
International Relations Press & Promotion
Edizioni Ishtar snc (Schema Records - Big Sur Recordings – Sensible –
Rearward - Strategic)"

Wow my first international fan!!! Give it a listen and see what YOU think...

http://brooklynradio.net/shows/the-dope-spot

Go to the Haunted Bodega show.

Vios Con Diablos,

R.

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Somebody Wants Me Dead....Yeah So What Else Is New?!!!

http://www.sliceoflifetv.com/index.php?id=a9ff8314

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Coming At You Loud And Clear On W.A.R. Radio!!!

So last week I was a guest D.J. on my friend Dan "Soulstatic" Martino's website Brooklyn Radio. I had a great time doing it and will probably be doing it again in the near future. For all who want to hear it here is the link...

http://brooklynradio.net/shows/the-dope-spot

Click on the Suburban Suicide show.

Let me know what you all think.

Vios Con Diablos,

R.

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For Boston...or more specifically Southie.

This past weekend I had the pleasure of visiting Boston and marching in the St.Paddy's Day parade which goes through the heart of South Boston or "Southie" as she is referred to as.I can't even begin to put into words on how good of a time I had or how amazing it really was but I'm going to try to just hit on some things and hopefully you will all get it.First things first you should know that I was invited to go to this event by some of the greatest people I know and was to be included as one of them through out this weekend of nonstop celebration.With out going into detail as to who I was with or how I was able to get away with the what I said or did, just understand that I was not in my usual attire nor was I introducing myself as a bartender.I was still Rob Catalano just not Rob Catalano-Bartender/Ne'er-do-well.Second for all of you who have ever been to this parade and the one here in NY you know that they are about as different as myself and my soon to be neighbors in Chappaqua(Wait'll the get a load of me).As for you who have never been or heard about it let me bring you up to speed.Imagine the NY parde going through a working class neighbor hood where the person who lives on either side of you knows you by your first name and actually talks to you(and not to tell you that your tree is dropping leaves into their inground heated pool).Real people with hearts as big as their opinions on the Yankees(O.k. maybe not that big but pretty fucking close.People who literally open their homes up to complete strangers and let them partake of food and drink...lots of drink.As you walk the parade route people are cheering and high-fiving you,hug and kissing you,taking pictures of you and with you,and most importantly handing or tossing you booze...lots of booze.I caught a can of Bud Light thrown to me by a cute "Southie" from the third floor balcony of a house I marched in front of.This is what goes on.As we walked past a house on our left myself and a few others spotted a friendly lookin fellow holding a professionally made sign waving us inside like a drunken carnival barker.Now we had already stopped at a V.F.W. hall and one other house party but we knew this was the one we had been looking for simply by what the sign said.Four simple words of no more than sixteen letters.It was these words which beckoned to us.That called out to something inherent in all of us.Four simple words...sixteen letters...no more...no less.The sign simpley said...
COLD BEER
HOT BABES
we had found heaven on earth.I started with a shout that turned into a whistle as I jumped about like a man possesed trying to signal the rest of our party.As they to caught sight of aforementioned sign it was like the running of the bulls(But with drunkin idiots instead of bulls).The house party lived up to it's promise we were welcomed with open arms by hot babes with cold beer(O.k. not all the babes were hot but the beer was cold).After an hour or so I got a call from my very lovely friend Jen who is a local and who soon joined us at said house party(Now we had a hot babe,sorry Jen I couldn't resist!).We hung at the party for a few more hours and the Jen invited myself and a friend over for dinner at her place.We headed back to her place and met up with her family and some of their friends(Your brother's story about getting jumped by the sidewalk was priceless)Her Dad put out a spread for us(He couldn't have done it without cha') and shortly after her Mom joined us(She maybe living in Southie but that women's Italian was showing).She had me eating whiskey(the "e" is used when referring to Irish and American spirits all others drop the "e") cake and had me thinking about seconds after I was close to bursting.Later we chatted it up and then Jen dropped us off at our hotel(Sorry about getting lost Darlin'!).We headed over to J.J. Foley's(How could I not go?!)and met up with some of the boys and I was introduced to a very cool Bartender by the name of Patrick(You saved my life by having cold High Life for me Lad).After about an hour my eyes started crossing(A sure sign that I must stop!)I headed back passed out and well the rest isn't worth mentioning.Now I know most of this is just thrown out there but my whole point to this story is that we(and not just us) entered this parade and town as strangers but we were welcomed as friends.We ate,drank,danced,laughed,exchanged stories and made new friends all in the homes of complete strangers. Never in all my life had I ever seen anything quite like it.I think we could all learn a lesson from the Southie community.All of us.I know I did.So with that I would like to thank the men and women who invited me to this event("We never travel without our Bartender")to the the entire community of Southie I thank you from the bottom of my heart(You made it grow three sizes that day)and last but not least to my friend Jen and her family...thank you for making me feel welcome in your home.Sláinte.

Frank Serpico a.k.a. Paco.

Currently listening : Sing Loud, Sing Proud By Dropkick Murphys Release date: 06 February, 2001

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"Hail To The King Baby..."

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I just want you all to know...

I FUCKING LOVE MY LIFE!!!That is all.


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Vios Con Diablos.

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This Is Fucking Amazing!!!

O.k. this  was too good to pass up so turn down the lights,turn up the volume and get ready to fall in love...
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You can't make this shit up...

O.k. so most of you who know me personaly know that I've been slinging cocktails for over ten years.Well in those ten years plus I have been witness and particepent(willing or other wise)to some funny fuckin' shit.And you may have heard me say that one day I would write a book about said situations.So without further ado I give you the first in hopefully many chapters of my history as a professional drink-slinger known simply as...You can't make this shit up.

Monday 2/13/06 Close Drunken Call.

So I'm working at the bar when I get a call on my cell.I look at the time and it reads 12:45.I think to my self who the fuck is this calling instead of just coming in?I take a look and it's...we'll call him "Soppy-Bollocks" in order to protect the innocent.I answer the phone
"Hello my son".
In a panicked drunken' voice " Hey I just got stopped by the cops".
"Where?"I retort.
He tells me and then says"I need someone to come get me and take my car home".
I look at my good friend "The Weapon" who is sitting in front of me enjoying his beer and give him the cliff notes version and ask if he can go and rescue our drunken' retard of a commrade.He gives me the o.k. and inlists the  help of "Bigfoot" to take "Soppy's" car.
I ask into the cell"Who's the Gaff"?
"Soppy-Bollocks" replies "I don't know".
"Put him on the phone."
"Are you havin' a piss?"?he asks.
"No..put him on"I say.
"Hello"
"Who's this?"I say before thinking....I just may have condemned my friend and fucked myself  because I wasn't thinking right.Idiot!!!
"This is Officer Such and Such" in a tone that says I just succeeded in pissing him off.Fortunatly for "Soppy-Bollocks" and myself "Officer Such and Such"and I are old friends and he is a stand up guy.
"Such it's Rob"
"Oh hey Rob you know this guy?"
"Yeah.","Is he fucked up?"
"He was swerving a little and he's slurring."he tells me.
"Oh he always slurs...as for the swerving...hold him we got two on route to get him home" and then "Thanks Bro' I owe you one".
"No problem" "I'll see you soon"
"Thanks again Bro' I owe you big time"
With that "Soppy-Bollocks"gets back on and I tell him to kiss "Officer Such and Such's"ass.And then I hang up.Twenty minutes later and the rescue party returns with "Soppy-Bollocks" in tow.He is visisbly shaken and slightly shit-faced.I pour him a pint and the "Weapon" relives him of his keys.He seems buzzed but I've seen him worse off.No sooner does that thought cross my mind when he starts getting all wacky.He's talking shit about cutting down trees and carrying wood and making no sense the "Weapon"almost chokes the piss out of him.He calms down but continues jawing on about nothing into "Weapons" left ear.Add to that the other drunk kid rambling in his right ear and gives me that "why me"look that I'm so familair with and says ...
"I am the meat in a Moron sandwich"!!!
With that said I lose all control and just start laughing my ass off.It's nights like these that make me love every minute of my job.I mean come on who calls a bar asking for help when they get pulled over for a possible D.W.I.?!!!Like I said before you can't make this shit up.

Vios Con Diablos,

R.

Currently listening : Workshop of the Telescopes By Blue Oyster Cult Release date: 26 September, 1995

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"It's a Celebration Bitches..."

Well you sick little freaks(I mean that in a good way)have viewed my Blogs a total of ONETHOUSANDTIMES!!!!Either you are all really bored and a have a shitload of time on your hands or I amuse you with my tales of lunacy.Either way I thought I might repost your responses from the "How We Met" bulletin on here because I felt so moved by what you all had to say(sniff sniff).Anyone else who feels like adding to it please feel free to do so.Thank you for your continued support...now go get laid Fuckers.

Vios Con Diablos,

R.

 maria- i met rob on my 22nd birthday at michaels, i was trying to get out of drinking and he told me he was going to give me a shot every half hour. its become a ritual to drink at the place rob is bartending on my bday now! :)

R.-Hey you made the blog and you didn't even have to sleep with me.


Hussie - Met Rob when I took my brother's ex-fiance to get her tounge pierced at JK5. Think that was the first time... I was kinda there alot back then...

R.-I thought it was when you came in for your own tattoo but I could be wrong.Either way I'm glad you did.


Teri - I met Rob once upon a time when he was bartending at Foleys . . . now I get to see him at LUCYS!!!!

R.-Damn T. I have been serving you that long huh?Good Times.

Steve - Rob was a fun guy in a fun band . That looked out and kept it real .( lol tuff guy Image rocks)

R.-Aww thanks Steve you guys always made my day when we played together.You guys were just as fun and you sounded a whole lot better than us.

Nethercott - I really can't remember too much of the first time I met dear Rob, I am pretty sure it involved a tremendous amount of guinness with a healthy side dish of Jameson. Known the old boy for a long time, one of the closest and dearest of friends. Rock on bro.

R.-You know I can't remember when we first met either...must be the same reason as you.Love ya' my brother.

Amanda-I met Rob when I was 19, he was the experienced, (nice way of saying old, just kidding babe) tattooed bartender at Club Foley's and I was a just a young kid he had to show how to make a martini...seven years later, I still love you man :)

R.-Oh Amanda...by far the sexiest bartender I have ever worked with and a total sweet heart.One of these days...

Michelle - Rob and I met when he was a bartender at Foley's! He's the man!

R.-Whew where do I start...?Um yeah like really where do I start!!!?Love ya' Sexy.

Jacki- i believe you were bartending at foleys when i was 18 or so, and u got me completely shitfaced... guess not much has changed besides my age, and the location...

R.-Thanks for throwing me under the bus Jack.Now the whole world knows I served minors.Aw I love you anyways kiss my nephew Ollie for me.

Shannon-I met Rob at Jk5, he made my appt.. All I remember thinking is God he's so cute. Ha!

R.-Yeah and I was all sweaty and stinking from riding my bike to work.LOL.

John- Rob and I would raid our parents liquor cabinets as young men and go shoot birds with bee bee guns. Rob would always have to pick up my kills from the neighbors yard, I had too much guilt. No wonder he grew up to be a serial killer.

R.-Remember the time I shot you between the bridge in your glasses?Oswald was a pussy I could have taken Kennedy's head off with the first shot.I'm going to hell for that one.

Hopie- I remember sittin on hopper drinkin a 40. WOW, i was like 15 and still as crazy....

R.-Oh Hopper street...sometimes I miss that apartment...just sometimes.

Rebel-hmmmmmm good question and how the hell did we figure out we are like distant cousins or some shit?

R.-Another one of life's little mysteries.

Mel- Who's Rob??? Just kidding, I met El Diablo over a Kettle One and Soda (extra lime please) at Lucy's one drunken night...we've been seriously dating since--not really, ok well we are not dating but sometimes in my dreams...

R.-Your dreams too huh?Well Mel you know sometimes dreams do come true.What you want for breakfast?

Currently listening : Motherfuckers Be Trippin' By Supersuckers Release date: 22 April, 2003

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