Wednesday, April 07, 2010

Let the Wicked Pickett recharge your batteries!

Since everybody seems to be posting music vids lately, I'll start off with this. If you look real closely, you'll likely see me in the crowd. (You may or may not know that I'm hopelessly addicted to classic funk and R&B.) I had the thrill of seeing Wilson Pickett perform live. That was, of course, before he died. RIP, Wicked!

In other news, my WiP has a tentative title -- Electric Melty Tingles -- and Mobry's Dick has a cover. (I can't post it just yet because it needs a bit of watermark clean-up.) Dark Diva Reviews also informed me that The Prayer Waltz was a March "Top Pick." I believe I'll also be doing a guest post at Reviews by Jessewave in conjunction with the release of Jude in Chains. More on that a little later.

Now get off your fat asses/arses and dance!

21 comments:

Val said...

Wow, K.Z., that was a kick-ass video! Very fun to watch. You can really see him grooving on the energy of the crowd. And some crowd! I love seeing the dudes in the audience dancing in their suits and skinny ties circa 1964!

Great new title for your book! I'll watch for that post at Wave's.

Tam said...

Wow, everyone was really into that one.

Where you the chick with the bouffant hair at 1:07 and 1:38? LOL Sexy baby. ;-)

Congrats on the cover and a tentative title. Hopefully it will gel for you soon.

Chris said...

Thanks for clarifying that it was while he was alive. ;p

Congrats on the happy book news!

wren boudreau said...

*mustcatchbreathfromdancing*

Love the EMT title!

Congrats on being a top pick. We always knew you were!

K. Z. Snow said...

Glad to liked it Val! I've been a dancing fool since I was old enough to stand, and I come from a family of dancing fools. I even used to be able to dance like James Brown -- before my joints started corroding, that is -- and was once complimented for it by a popular Milwaukee DJ. So, yeah, play that funky music, white girl!

K. Z. Snow said...

Nope, Tam, you must've missed me. I've never been bouffant. We don't do bouffant this far north.

K. Z. Snow said...

You're welcome, Chris. Nice to see another proponent of specificity in communication. ;-)

K. Z. Snow said...

Hiya, Wren! You better not be jivin' me about dancing. KayZilli Vanilli has no use for chair huggers.

Thanks for the kind words. It's no monumental accomplishment, but it's way better than spit in the eye. :-)

wren boudreau said...

Have I ever lied to you?

Monumental, schmonumental. It's worth a little oh-yeah dance!

Val said...

"Thanks for clarifying that it was while he was alive. ;p"

Oh, Chris, for some reason I just laughed til I cried when I read that. Too funny!

Chris said...

Val: Glad to help. ;)

KZ: For some reason, this seemed like a weird bit of trivia that you might enjoy...

wren boudreau said...

Good Lord, Chris! Where the heck do you get this stuff?

Wait. Never mind. I don't want to know.

I would like to know, however, how you got from jive and skinny ties and bouffant hair to...that?!

K. Z. Snow said...

"Amplexus" -- oh, I LOVE that word!

Here's one for you, Chris. (The rest of you can look too.) Don't forget to check out the penis-flexing flatworms. Tres droolicious!

Chris said...

Wren: There was no connection between skinny ties and THAT. :) Just a "hey, this seems like something that KZ might find interesting/amusing" and this being her most recent post... Does that help? :)

Chris said...

O_O Whoa, KZ. Just... whoa.

K. Z. Snow said...

Especially good with a side of fava beans and a glass of chianti. :-)

(BTW, I'm very fond of frogs. I don't eat 'em, just kiss 'em. Hope dies hard.)

Tam said...

Holy Christ. You people are sick. But on the other hand if you are interested in a more scientific book about weird animal mating habits, you could try Dr. Tatiana's Sex Advice to All Creation. Yes, I own that book. It's written like a sex advice column and is quite funny but is all technical information about weird mating habits.

I literally had a shudder run through me at that snake picture. My ex tried to convince me to go see those snakes in Manitoba. In his freaking dreams. God. Now I've got the willies. After the rain this morning there were worms all over the sidewalk and I literally made an extremely unladylike sound this morning when I saw a large one. I couldn't help, I was actually getting a gag reflex seeing ones run over or stepped on. God. I'm going to have nightmares tonight.

K. Z. Snow said...

God, Tam, you crack me up! You're a natural storyteller. And hey, thanks for the book suggestion.

What the hell kind of husband did you have? Rather than taking you to Paris, like Jen's, he wanted to visit some snake pit in Manitoba? WTF? Couldn't he at least have taken you to Montreal?

I loved biology class in high school. Dissection fascinated me, especially when we did the giant earthworms. The only things that grossed me out were cow eyeballs. I can't go near eyeballs that aren't in their sockets, much less slice into them.

Tam said...

We lived in Manitoba at the time so it was a day trip. LOL I don't care, I wasn't going. No bad dreams. Whew. I'm just hoping the rain holds off until I get to work this morning so I don't have to deal with suicidal worms. I skipped biology in school and took chemistry. Splitting atoms is much less traumatic than splitting worms.

Chris said...

So... did you make it to work worm-free?

veri: lyings

Tam said...

I did. But now it's raining and we are supposed to be going out for lunch. It's only about 15 min. walk but I don't have an umbrella (still can't find the damn things) and I don't want to walk on wormy sidewalks. Waaaaahhhh. I'm hoping everyone takes cabs so we can share.