Thanks Ken. And I'm honored. And it's all true. The theater and the fact that my family owned a catering/dance hall that was reportedly built on a sacred Indian burial ground. For years there were strange happenings in the place.
As for my mention of a strange occurence to me at the theater, well, here it is.
Mary Vuono, my Great-grandmother lived above the theater in a large apartment suite with her sister, my Great-aunt, Florence Mitchell. Two old Italian ladies who seemed to always be cooking, and especially cooking and canning peppers. Whenever we'd go visit, the smell of fried and roasted peppers filled the air.
A number of years ago, maybe ten or fifteen, my wife and I had gone to the Palace Theater to see a performance of Jesus Christ Superstar. During the intermission, my wife had to get up and use the bathroom. I stayed in my seat. When I told her I was going to stay seated, she patted me on the back and said "Maybe you'll have a visit from your Grandmother."
It was a February evening and the heat in the theater was on and it was very comfortable, one might even say too warm. As I sat in my seat waiting for my wife to return, I was suddenly enveloped by frigid air, and after a few moments, I could smell the strong aroma of fried or roasting peppers. The whole sensation lasted for a few moments, then disappeared.
The first thing I did was look to see if anyone had opened the emergency exit but it was closed. I could feel the hairs on the back of my neck rise. I sat there and when my wife returned the first thing she did was ask if I was alright. When I asked her why she asked, she told me I looked like I had seen a ghost. Apparently, I was as white as one. I just sort of smiled at her, she sat down and the show resumed. Power of suggestion maybe. But I honestly feel she visited me that night.
Rick, That's one of the best stories ever on Kingston Crossroads and is right on with the high interest in the paranormal that is in vogue. Maybe the theater could get Zak and his crew on it?
That reminds me of the first time I ever saw Gordon Lightfoot live in concert. Maybe about twenty years ago. I heard he was doing a show here in my home town and in a theater my Great-grandmother built and opened as a vaudeville theater back in 1923. She lived above the theater and died back in the Seventies some time. And there are many stories of how she still haunts the theater. Our local newspaper even did a story about it once. And I had a close encounter with her one night while my Wife and I were at the theater for Jesus Christ Superstar. But I digress. I heard about the Lightfoot concert only about two days before. I got right on the phone and called the box office but was told the show was sold out. I was very disappointed. I never saw Gordon and wanted to see the show. So, I said to the lady on the phone, "What if I told you my Great-grandmother built that theater and she haunts it, and I'll have her come and haunt you if I can't get a ticket!" I said it jokingly of course and in a tone the lady knew I was just screwing around. But she asked me "Mary was your Great-grandmother?" and I said yes. So she starts talking to someone else in the background. I couldn't make out what she was saying then sh gets back on the line and tells me she has one ticket she can sell me. Second row right in the orchestra. SOLD! I seriously don't know where the ticket "suddenly" came from. In a way, I was a little pissed off that she said old out when in fact they apparently have a few secret tickets. But I went, saw the show sitting only about twenty feet from Gordon, and went out the next day and bought me my first twelve string guitar. I guess I didn't realize how much he used on on his songs. Anyway, that's my story and I'm sticking to it! Be well everyone. My first vaccine shot is scheduled for Easter Sunday afternoon at our local hospital. Wish I didn't have to wait so long, but I'll take it, even if it interrupts my Easter.
In the 1960's Donovan was playing Lincoln Center NYC. It was a Sunday night. I didn't have a ticket but decided to take the train to NYC and walk to Lincoln Center to see if I could buy a ticket. It was sold out. I was standing at the end of a long, long line waiting for tickets that didn't exist. Then they said they had one cancellation for one person. Everybody else were two's or more I raised my hand and got the ticket. I walked in all the way to the front right row on the inner corner. I enjoyed the concert right at the foot of Donovan.
Donovan - When first hearing Donovan back in 1965, I thought I was listening to Bob Dylan! Although I truly believe Donovan was initially channeling Bob as a means of gaining recognition, he quickly developed his own musical persona by combining psychedelia and mysticism in his songwriting.
Johnny Rivers - Bringing his Louisiana musical influences to his craft, Johnny Rivers had several big hits in the 1960s and enjoyed great success even with The Beatles and other British bands dominating the charts.
The Song Button - Kyu Sakamoto - With its catchy music and Kyu's impassioned vocal performance (despite my not knowing the Japanese language), "Sukiyaki" was my favorite song from the Summer of 1963!
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