Wednesday, December 17, 2014

Ain't Nothing But a Party ~ The J Geils Band

Peter Wolf and Richard Belzer may share genealogies. Saw The J. Geils Band last night at Westbury. They gave an advanced class in the College of Musical Knowledge. The year my memoir ends, I copped a ticket for J Geils at The Academy of Music. It was an 11:30pm show. Opening acts were Jo Jo Gunne & Frampton's Camel. J Geils came on at 1:45am and played for near four hours. When we left the place dawn was breaking on 14 Street. I have lots to do today, more photos and a story tomorrow.







is the perfect stocking stuffer for the big kid in your life.


Praise for the book ~ ( if you read it, please say a few honest words online in booksellers reviews section)

“Thomas R. Pryor has written a sweet, funny, loving memoir of growing up old-school in a colorful New York neighborhood. A story of sports, family, and boyhood, you’ll be able to all but taste, smell, and feel this vanished world.”
—Kevin Baker, author of the novels Dreamland, Paradise Alley, and Strivers Row


“Tommy Pryor’s New York boyhood…was the mid-century coming of age of all of us. A rousing read.”
—Robert Lipsyte, author and former city and sports columnist, The New York Times


“Pryor could take a felt hat and make it funny.”
—Barbara Turner-Vesselago, author of Writing Without A Parachute: The Art of Freefall


“Pryor burrows into the terrain of his childhood with a longing and obsessiveness so powerful it feels like you are reading a memoir about his first great love.”
—Thomas Beller, author of J.D. Salinger: The Escape Artist


“I wasn’t alive for the New York Thomas Pryor writes about, but thanks to his brilliant, honest, and hilarious book, I feel like I was there.”
—Dave Hill, comedian and author of Tasteful Nudes

Tuesday, December 16, 2014

Ray Berry Got His Wish

Dad brought home a bulletin board when I was kid to pin up my sports heroes that I cut out of magazines and newspapers. Mom made him do it after saying to me while wagging her finger real fast, "I'll kill you if you put up one more piece of friggin scotch tape on the wall we just painted." Even though Ray Berry was the enemy this is my favorite quote. Mom offered to kill me many more times, you can read about it in my memoir when you get it for Christmas. "I Hate the Dallas Cowboys - tales of a scrappy New York boyhood."

40 five star reviews for the book on Amazon




Sunday, December 14, 2014

Don't Be a Ninny, Be a Loser

The Losers Lounge has inspired my writing since 1999. It took four years to write my first story and then I couldn't stop. Each show rich tales are laid out in song. If you want a creative push see the The Losers Lounge at Joe's Pub. Here is a photo album from Thursday night's Elvis Presley show.

Founded by Joe McGinty and Nick Danger in 1993 at the Pink Pony, the revue grew into a musical force when it merged with the Kustard Kings led by David Terhune (David formed the band in 1992.) Four to five times a year, the Losers pay tribute to a band or songwriter (sometimes two artists in a show down like the next show in February: The Pretenders versus Blondie.) Here's the plan: each night, 20 or more artists spill their guts on one song with the band behind them. Today, The Losers Lounge are brilliantly led by Joe McGinty and David Terhune on lead guitar in the Joe McGinty 7 (Kustard Kings merged into the 7.) The band roster changes a bit but the steadys are: Julian Maile, Jeremy Chatsky, Clem Waldman, Eddie Zweiback, Connie Petruk, Katia Floreska, Tricia Scotti, Claudia Chopek, Garo Yellin, Jeff Hermanson & Eleanor Norton clear your minds of worries with fabulous music at each show. The sensational Nick Danger continues to perform at each show.

My first Losers show at West Beth in 1999 blew me away. I followed the music to Fez under the Time Cafe, and later north across Lafayette Street to Joe’s Pub. Where they go, I go. Don't be a ninny, be a Loser. 


My memoir, “I Hate the Dallas Cowboys – tales of a scrappy New York boyhood,” is a great stocking stuffer.   

The book is available on Amazon and Barnes & Noble and all other online booksellers.

















Wednesday, December 10, 2014

Ducks, Stoops and Nuts @ Cornelia St Cafe

Yesterday, the weather delivered driving rain and swift winds, but a flock of loyal fans of story and music paddled down to Cornelia Street Cafe to see and hear great performances by these fine artists: Muneesh Jain, Margarita Pracatan, Jeff Rose and Elizabeth Rowe at last night's "City Stories: Stoops to Nuts." Their work knocks me out and they all kicked ass. A welcoming crowd braved the weather to get there and cheer us on (I was the host.) Michael and Josh kept the customers satisfied with warm professional service. The Café opened their home and let us play. The Cornelia Street Café does that for all their guests.
Muneesh Jain


Storytelling at the Café on the second Tuesday of the month is a given. I’ve been the host for the last five years. Our next show is January 13, 2015. My special guest, Professor Robert White from Hunter College - the best teacher on earth. Our show case artist on February 10th is the outstanding singer and songwriter, Sherryl Marshall.
Margarita Pracatan

These are my last two "Stoops to Nuts" shows at Cornelia Street Cafe. After five years I'm onto something new, and will always treasure my time hosting the storytelling series going strong for 18 years. I thank the entire Cornelia Street Cafe staff for treating me like family. I love you all.
Jeff Rose


Barbara Aliprantis, thank you, my dear friend, for telling me I was storyteller when I was clueless, and wrapping your arms around me and pulling me into the series to meet new friends, extraordinary artists. One thousand kisses and hugs. Thank you, Angelo Verga and Robin Hirsch for choosing me to lead this amazing series. I never could have done it without your friendship and steady support. Thank you, Josh Rebell for watching my back and working with me to ensure we got the word out.
Elizabeth Rowe


Please come down to "Stoops to Nuts" in January or February on the second Tuesday of the month to say hello, goodbye. I wanna see you.

My memoir, “I Hate the Dallas Cowboys – tales of a scrappy New York boyhood,” is available at Amazon and other online booksellers. Take a trip back fifty years to street life in one rough and tumble New York City neighborhood in the 1950s and 1960s where humor is the lead remedy for pain.
Cornelia's Opening for Tommy's Photography, 2013

















Tuesday, December 9, 2014

Swimming to Stoops to Nuts & Other Travel Options

It's raining, its pouring, the old man is...  heading to "City Stories: Stoops to Nuts" tonight, Dec 9th @ 6pm @ Cornelia Street Cafe. A merge of storytelling and narrative song ~ a love letter to street life, the neighborhood and the characters in it. Our artists: Muneesh Jain; Margarita Pracatan; Elizabeth Rowe and  Jeff Rose.

$ 8 admission includes a free drink. I'm your host and I'm telling one from my new book,  "I Hate the Dallas Cowboys - tales of a scrappy New York boyhood." 

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I'm at my window, the driving rain is doing its best to not hit the sidewalk, its swirling around, going mostly sideways until it finds an unprotected dressed so wrong person to smack in the face. The rain plans to stick around for a few days so I'm trying to figure out a way to get some people to "Stoops to Nut"s tonight. 

I've consulted Rory. He suggested I double check with Popeye for an updated Colorform weather report. I did.  Popeye says wear a Mac, a Morton Fisherman storm hat and Yellow matching water proof boots (disclaimer: my Colorform set when I was young had boots, updated set shown here fired the boots).

I'm thinking of friends that live within a five block radius of Cornelia Street Cafe. I'm calling in all chits. Also locating friends that swam varsity or sail. When I head down later, I'll pass through Central Park and pick up a few turtles, ducks and geese.

This is the kind of weather you pray for when that movie you've been waiting to see on the Turner cable channel is on tonight at 6pm, so you can say to your friend, "I'm so sorry, I missed your show. I have no rain gear and my lumbago's been acting up."

Or... you could look at it as a challenge, you know... kind of like hitting every puddle on the way home from school, what's your mother gonna say?

"Why didn't you dodge the rain?"

Below, today's weather report in photos.