They say — at least in preschools — that the turkey is a funny bird. His head goes bobble bobble. And all he knows is just one word and that is gobble gobble. At least I think that is how the poem goes.
Anyway, I have seen my own share of turkeys around here lately, but they’ve been more about the “bottle, bottle” and in turn their bodies have been going “wobble, wobble.” But that’s why I love the holidays! Overindulgence is my business!
But there have been some other interesting things happening around here too, so I am just going to go ahead and present to you Boozie’s Thanksgiving gossip cornucopia. Best served with a little cornbread dressing and cranberry sauce. I prefer the canned kind with the ridges.
The Great Invisible premieres at the Saenger
Native Mobilian and documentarian Margaret Brown presented her latest work, “The Great Invisible,” which explores the Deepwater Horizon oil spill and its aftermath, at the Saenger Theatre on Thursday, Nov. 20. Brown’s 2008 documentary “The Order of Myths” also hit close to home, as it looked at the racial divide among Mobile’s Mardi Gras societies.
Before the film, there was a reception for Brown at the History Museum of Mobile downtown, where she mingled with friends, family and those who had helped out on the project. One of the “Order of Myths” stars, 2007 MAMGA queen Stefannie Lucas was also there singing Brown’s praises.
Once the wine bottles were emptied at the reception, folks headed over to the Saenger for the documentary.
Many audience members were moved to tears as survivors and the families of those who perished told their harrowing stories and the demons they have had to fight since the tragedy.
Many of the people who were featured in the film made the trip to Mobile to participate in a Q&A session afterwards. The emotional damage this experience inflicted upon them was still very apparent, even four-and-a-half years later.
It was tough, but important to watch.
We all sit around here and talk about how and what we should spend RESTORE act or BP money on and it’s easy to forget about those who lost their loved ones or their lives. It was a much-needed reminder.
It was also a frightening reminder that not much has changed since the spill. On the day of the premiere there was an explosion on another rig out in the Gulf, where at least one man lost his life. There was no spill after it, but the panelists felt it wasn’t’ a question of “if” another spill would happen but “when.”
Many of our neighbors from Bayou la Batre were also featured in the film, as Brown showed the effect the spill had on fishermen, oystermen and other people in the seafood industry. One volunteer Roosevelt Harris really stole the show with his colorful commentary as he drove around delivering food to his neighbors who were put out of work after the spill. He carried that commentary onto the Saenger stage, where he continued to criticize BP and the subsequent handling of the spill.
And let’s just say he’s not exactly in favor of using BP money for the erection of a convention center in Gulf State Park.
Anyway, it is an amazing piece of work that every Gulf Coast resident must see. Check out Lagniappe film critic Asia Frey’s review in the Nov. 20 issue for a full review.
Making hazing dandy
On the same night of the premiere, there must have been some weird Mardi Gras organization hazing going on or something because men dressed in what seemed to be Sherlock Holmes costumes were standing out on street corners along Royal Street around 5:30 p.m. WTF? Mobile, you so crazy!
Fifty is nifty
Hitting the half-century mark was never so suave as man-about-town Zal Chitty celebrated his birthday at the Athelston Club.
Chitty was joined by a large group of close friends — many of whom were dapper enough to look like they belonged in “The Great Gatsby.” A few didn’t quite hit that bar, but everyone hit the open bar, and lavish spread.
The birthday boy had lined up great entertainment, Kansas City Bible Company, a touring band Zal said he met over a bottle of whiskey. The band had the room hopping and even invited Zal’s high school aged nephew up to play some mean electric guitar.
It was a great party and definitely set the mark for those hitting the half century anytime soon.
An honest tune
At a downtown establishment late on Sunday night Nov. 23, the musician who was playing there had a little trouble remembering what exactly it was he was supposed to be playing.
But he did let the audience in on why.
According to my spy, the troubador said, “Sorry I forgot what the next song was going to be, I smoked a little pot a while ago.”
Well there you have it. This is your brain. And this is your brain on drugs. Any questions?
Wobble, wobble before the gobble, gobble
Also late on Sunday night, a couple was seen exiting another LoDa establishment. The gentleman of the duo was trying to prop up his lady friend, as she was having trouble walking. He did a fairly good job keeping her upright. That is, until they made it to Cathedral Square where she just fell flat on the ground. He tried to get her back up and moving, but my spy said it appeared to have transitioned into more of a dragging situation at that point. Yikes! Probably watched that Ray Rice video one too many times.
Well kids, that’s all I got this week. Remember to wish for a holiday season full of scandalous shenanigans and just know whether rain or shine, dramatic or scandalous, or just some plain ol’ gossip, I will be there. Ciao!
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