This is my godchild Maria (see picture!!). She’s a peoples with CP but it doesn’t define her. She’s brilliant, with a great sense of play and humor. She has a cool chair. You have heard her scream utter joy at shows in the Ohio-Michigan area when Uncle Vance sings her faves. Or when I poke fun of her Tyrannosaurus Rex arms. This Monday, for her birthday just past, I’ll do her faves.

Where: https://youtu.be/Ny84EHV3Uhk

When: Monday Nite, MAY 24th 7:30PM EDT
(“doors” open at 7 for community hang) -

WHO GETS 10%: UNITED CEREBRAL PALSY OF METRO BOSTON https://www.ucpboston.org/
- UCP of MetroBoston affirms its commitment to advancing the independence, full citizenship and productivity of people with disabilities.

$$: http://paypal.me/vancevancevance  or
https://venmo.com/vancevancevance  or
a check to VanceFunder P.O. Box 17,
Arlington, MA 02476 for this web-groovery.
Pay or not. Up to you. Let’s stay connected.

This week’s pajamas: we’ll see

OTHER SHOWS:

Saturday, May 20th - Truro MA (THE CAPE!!!) Payomet Performing Arts Center - https://tickets.payomet.org/eventperformances.asp?evt=565 - socially distance show - listen from your car drive-in doubleheader shows at 4 & 7

Saturday June 5th - Easton MD The Avalon Theatre https://tickets.avalontheatre.com/eventperformances.asp?evt=1291  - another pair of socially distance shows 8 & (I think) 10pm

I teach and coach stuff.

Good Good Man - the CD - streaming all over, even get a CD from me…
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HAND BACK THE KEYS (c) Vance Gilbert 5/16/21 - melody on Monday when you tune in...

What made you think
That gas station sushi
Was the greatest idea
On the way to the airport?
Now I’m holding your hair
And you’ve ruined your shoes
And you’re late for the flight
That connects to Columbus

I can’t wait here with you
The dog is too old
She’s blind and she’s crazy
Don’t take kindly to strangers
But she surely liked you
And them peanut butter pretzels
You slipped under the table
When you first came to visit

Her tail just a waggin’
I remember that day
Now you hand back the keys
And you’re going away

If I was a gay man
My troubles would be over
I’d just date your cousin
He’s a nice enough fellow
Damn that afternoon
When he introduced us
Your eyes just like magnets
Your laughter like church bells

We talked until sunup
Next thing I knew
We were hauling that mattress
That we bought together
From the roof of your car
Clear ‘cross the avenue
Scuffed up the edges
When it dragged on the sidewalk

Then up three flights of stairs
And to the end of the hall
Now you hand back the keys
Like it’s nothing at all

Now you pat yourself down
In a big wide-eyed panic
All your ID and tickets
Phone and your passport
You just now remembered
On top of the dresser
So I take the next exit
And turn us around

And we’ll try this tomorrow
Or the next day I’m free
We’ll call up the airline
For a refund and see
If they’ll rebook that ticket
‘Til then you’ll need these
In the top of my pocket...