Sunday, November 8, 2009

November 7 Celebrating With Good Friends


I DJ'd the wedding of my friends Pat & Tammy Silkaitis tonight. I have been friends with them for about 10 years now. We met in a bar I used to DJ at in Steger. One slow night I played a Dropkick Murphys song for myself. I looked up and two big Irishmen coming my way. I thought they were two good ole boys coming to kick my ass for playing a punk song. It turns out they were two brothers that love punk rock and a friendship began. I DJ's Pat's brother Jim's wedding about 7 years ago. While I was packing my equipment after the party, Pat came up and said, "Gregg, will you still be DJing in 15 years because that is when I am getting married?". His girlfriend Tammy, who was standing right next to him said, "Will you be djing in 5 years, because that is when I am getting married?" They compromised on the years and it is a good thing because they are great together. I wish them all the happiness in the world. They have a group of friends that are so much fun to hang out with. If you don't spend the whole night laughing with this crew, you do not know how to enjoy life. I posted a picture of the groom's brother, Jim singing "Disconnected" by Face To Face.


The night started with me introducing the bridal party to the Dropkick Murphys "Good Rats" (a song about rats getting drunk at the Guinness Brewery) ended with the bridal party in a circle, arm in arm singing "Kiss Me, I'm Shit Faced". ( the lyrics are below) Damn right I had a great night celebrating with my friends.


I play in a band
We're the best in the land
We're big in both Chelsea and France
I play one mean guitar and then score at the bar
There's a line of chicks waiting for their chance
So come on now honey, I'll make you feel pretty
These other gals mean nothing to me
Let's finish these drinks and be gone for the night
'Cause I'm more than a handfull you'll see

[Chorus:]
So kiss me, I'm shitfaced
and i'm soaked and i'm soiled and brown in the trousers,
She kissed me!
And I only bought her one round

I can bench press a car
I'm an ex football star
with degrees from both Harvard and Yale
Girls just can't keep up
I'm a really love machine
I've had far better sex while in jail
I designed the Sears tower
I make two grand an hour
I cook the world's best duck flambe
I'll take the pick of the litter
And girls jockey for me
I don't need these lines to get laid

[Chorus]

I'm the man of the night
A real ladies delight
See, my figure was chisled from stone
One more for the gal then I'll escort her home
Come last call, I'm never alone
I own a house on the hill with a red water bed
It puts Hugh Heffnor's mansion to shame
With girls by the pool and italian sports cars
I'm just here in this dump for the game

[Chorus x2]

Ahh, fuck it. Who am I shittin'?

I'm a pitiful sight
And I ain't all that bright
I'm definitly not chisled from stone
I'm a cheat and a liar
No woman's desire
I'll probably die cold and alone

But just give me a chance
Cause deep down inside
I swear I got a big heart of gold
I'm a monogamous man
No more one night stands
Come on, honey, let me take you home

[Chorus x4]

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