“Dio” (sung to the tune of “Rio” by Duran Duran)
February 20, 2013by DANCUNNEEN
by Dan Cunneen Moving on the stage, you’re an Elf in paradise Long twisting tresses, yes they suit you very nice Hands lifted and fingers raised, you form the devil’s horns It’s something special, cuz it’s with you that sign was born His name is Dio, he sings of dragons from his page A leather...
By Dan Cunneen The first time I spun records in public was at an “open table” night in Seattle at Linda’s Tavern in 1995. I was so clueless that I didn’t even know how to cue a record properly. But with the help of some friends milling about, I got a quick lesson. That night,...
My gal-pal Fumiyo drives a Subaru Forester, and because Subaru is a corporate sponsor of PBS’s Antiques Roadshow, she received an offer for VIP tickets to the Seattle taping of the program. She kindly asked if I’d like to join her, and as a Roadshow fan, I enthusiastically said yes. The VIP tickets included a...
We Played for the President
August 10, 2012by DANCUNNEEN
by Dan Cunneen The Nightcaps are a band I put together with my pals Theresa, Garth and Bill in the mid-nineties. We wore 1960s outfits and did our best to reconstruct mid-twentieth century pop, jazz and torch. There were tons of like-minded people that mined thrift stores for old records and listened to “Music of...
by Dan Cunneen I was 14 years old the first time I thought I smoked marijuana. It was in 1977 and I was at my friend Ken Yoder’s house in Gresham, Oregon, a suburb just outside Portland. Ken had been trying to get some weed from his cool uncle all afternoon, but he wasn’t having...
My Massage: Part One
January 21, 2012by DANCUNNEEN
by Dan Cunneen (A slightly different version of this story appeared in “Bourbondandy” a literary magazine published by Russell Scheidelman. www.bourbondandy.com) When I moved to West Seattle several years ago one of the first things I did after settling in was try to find a good hair stylist. I started my quest at a salon...
by Dan Cunneen I have played music for many years with very marginal (regional) success. Apart from for a brief time in the mid 1990s, I was never able to make a living at it though, and by the late 90s, I was still playing musician while paying my bills by working as a chauffeur...