Wednesday, November 26, 2014

Happy Dino Thanksgiving

Hey pallies, likes 'nother day of givin' Dino-thanks has come our way. When we here at ilovedinomartin pondered what to share in deep deep homage of our most beloved Dino, we just knew that we couldn't sez it better then our amazin' Dino-prosin' pallie Ed who a few years 'go likes scribed the followin' Dino-thankin' here are Ed's outstandin' Dino-thoughts durin' our season of "Givin' Dino Thanks."

So pallies, likes sits back and relish each and every one of our Dino-phile Ed's heartfelt, remarkably   revelatory  reflections on our Dino, 'cause they are ladened with the deepest of the deep, the purest of the pure, and the truest of the true Dino-truths.

It's almost  20 long years since our most beloved  Dino walked the earth, but his life and legacy continues to entrall and call all us pallies to know, love, and honor our great man more and more each and every Dino-day.

Thanks Ed for sharin' your Dino-thanks with us in such a cool Dino-way.  We trust as you now have the joy of fatherin' your own little boypallie that you are bringin' him up to loves our Dino likes you do.   We so look forward to the day when you will be able to share more of your Dino-hearted prose with all your pallies here at ilovedinomartin.

 Thanks most of all to our Dino...truly we wanna know you, love you, and honor you more each and every Dino-day! Dino-gratefully, DMP

Location? On a stage somewhere, Anytown USA.

Time? When Dino roamed and owned the earth.

Dino: “You know why they call it Plymouth Rock? Those pilgrims backed up their Plymouth into that rock. That’s why they call it Plymouth Rock.”

True Story.
It was Dino that quickly pointed out that America was discovered by a fellow Italian, Amerigo Vespucci. In turn, it was America who discovered Martin, Sinatra, Como, Martino, Bennett, Vale, Laine, Darin, Damone, and Prima. All Italian-American singers who forever changed the American music landscape. Imagine a world without Dean Martin. Elvis has no direction. Sinatra hasn’t a Yin to Yang, and good luck with reviving the Humphrey Bogart-less Holmby Hills Rat Pack. Joey Levitch is still Joey Levitch. Who’s Joey Levitch you ask? Welcome to a Dino-less world. Joey Levitch became Jerry Lewis. The word “cool” would have been forever associated with the weather. The Beatles would still be remembered as being “untouchable”.

Let’s be selfish for a bit. Without Dino, we wouldn't  have seen our fathers settling down in his favorite chair smoking his favorite pipe, spinning his favorite Dino LP. The man who makes my dad happy is the man that makes us happy. Pleasure hasn’t a salesman. Time passes and finds me sitting down in my favorite chair with my favorite beverage, listening to my favorite Dino iPod playlist. Coincidence? Think not my fellow Dino-phile. Dino transcends generations, countries, languages, races, sexes. He touches all! Cool has no color. Cool is ageless. You’re only as far from cool as the nearest Dino LP, CD, book, what have you. If you can’t find cool, pick up a Dino LP, look at it. It’s your cool compass, it always points to cool. Without it you’re never lost pally!

The things in life to be thankful for? Dino said it best..
Tender kisses, nights of bliss. Small moonbeams, sips of wine. Wedding bells, little kids, and dreams to savor. Blessings, man, wife, love and life. Memories are made of this.

Be thankful for those who brought them to you. Return the favor, help make others lives more memorable.

Happy Thanksgiving Pallies!

I'm Thankful For Dean Martin

Hey pallies, likes today we continue with our accent on "Giving Dino Thanks" here at ilovedinomartin. 'gain we share with youse a post that first appeared here on November 25, 2008....and  reappears here yearly durin' our festival of "Givin' Dino Thanks." Scribed by Mr. Ron Giesecke for his "Political Therapy" blog, this  perfectly profoundly  powerful prose tagged "I’m Thankful For Dean Martin," shares the extemely important role that our Dino played in Giesecke's last conversation with his father who was dyin' of cancer.

This hugely heartfelt Dino-testimony is a remarkably  refreshin' reminder to all us pallies 'bout the many and varied ways that our Dino has deeply touched so so many lives, and continues to do so even long after his departure from the planet.

In this week of "Givin' Dino Thanks" 2014, we continue to be ever ever thankful for our Dino and likes we are also very very thankful to Mr. Ron Giesecke for his candid retellin' of the incredible role our most beloved Dino played in sayin' goodbye to his father. To view this in it's original format, likes just clicks on the tag of this Dino-message. In this season of thanksgiving, be sure to pause and give our Dino thanks for the amazin' ways he has touched the lives of all of his pallies!
In Thanksgiving To Our Dino, DMP

The Therapist Thursday, November 24, 2005

I’m Thankful For Dean Martin

Tomorrow at 5:00 AM, It will be four months to the day that I lost my father to cancer. I had a feeling last Thanksgiving, that I was looking at my dad across the holiday table for the last time.

I was right.

Due to some employment constraints on my part, as well, as some plain old logistical difficulty, we decided to have Thanksgiving dinner on Monday evening. Everything was normal overall, with the addition of an emotional assent to how much we all wished dad were here one last time. My dad was a restless soul, and my wife’s observations about his absence on one of the holiday deficits that will now be the most obvious: that wherever my dad was on Thanksgiving, he always managed to be wandering around the kitchen, chatting with whomever was cooking, and just plain getting in the way in the fashion that loveable old lugs manage to do so well.

How I would have paid millions to have my dad holding up the wheels of culinary progress, forcing my wife to jokingly threaten to run him over one last time. How I would have also paid millions, if it would have at least enshrouded the incremental knots of pain in my mother’s face, as the holiday realizations washed over the clock—all without my father—her husband. And no amount of ambient room chatter was going to change it.

I started thinking about the last two days in my father’s life. Those memories—the one’s where family members became strangers, enemies, and opaque silhouettes—The one’s that recall the fear of falling, the contortions of pain—believe it or not, still have some high points.

I arrived out at the house, and to his deathbed. The medications, along with his metabolic breakdowns had cajoled an otherwise meek man into a sometimes-belligerent stranger. I remember distinctly two conversations I had with him. The first was a bit adversarial—to start.

“Dad, I’m here.”

Dad looks over at me, gives me a once over, and says “so what?”

“Dad, you’re little granddaughters are here.”

“I don’t care,” said my dad, looking away in disgust.

Right about then, my four year old—one of two apples in my father’s eye, ran into the room with that hapless, four-year-old lack of understanding at the impending gravity. I picked her up, and held her over him, so that he was forced to see her.

“Oh yeah, Captain Belligerent? Try being mean to THIS.”

I watched dad, as the realization that Clara was there at Grandpa’s side. I watched as he forced his demeanor, focus, and grandfatherly adoration through the unwieldy veil that had hidden the rest of him from the rest of us.

“Hi Clara,” he said, through the most painful smile ever forged upon that face. I will never forget that moment as long as I live. My daughter made cancer take a back seat, if only for a moment.

As dad inched ever-closer to the precipice, his coherence, ability to communicate, and humanity started to fade. I wanted to speak with my dad one last time about his soul, so that I could again pray with, for, and about him. The in-home hospice visitors said he no longer knew where he was.

I looked straight into my father’s face. His eyes fixed on mine. I thought I saw a momentary window of clarity come across those pupils, and so I silently prayed for a sign that he knew it was me.

“Dad,” I said. “I’m here.”

Dad had this way of nodding with only his eyes, and I was certain I had just seen him do it. The room was calm, and mom had kept the room calmly brimming with familiarity—to include my father’s favorite music lightly playing in the background.

“Dad, “ I said grabbing his hand. “I’m only going to ask you to extend yourself one last time. I just need to know that you know this is Ron talking. If you know it’s me, please squeeze my hand.”

He immediately squeezed with a force that astonished me.

“Okay dad. One more thing,” I said, as he locked his eyes on mine. “I’ve got one more question. After that, I just want you to pray with me in your mind.” I nodded over to the cassette player at the foot of the bed.

“Who’s playing on that radio right now?” I asked him.

With all the accompanying pain, dad struggled to put those parched lips together. I couldn’t believe he’d actually pull it off.

“Dean Martin,” he said.

I almost passed out.

I knew then, that dad and I could talk, even if it was only me doing the talking for our last conversation. Those were his last words to me. We had already exchanged our “I love you’s” earlier. And yet nothing in that transcended the sheer force I felt when I heard the man who brought me into this world fight one last time to converse with me as he left it.

You bet I am thankful. Thankful for Dean Martin.

posted by Ron Giesecke @ 8:39 AM

Tuesday, November 25, 2014

Dean Martin's wonderful gift......

scox ... the VS Guy

Hey pallies, welcome back  to our week of "Givin" Dino Thanks" here at our humble little Dino- home.  In this week where folks in the good o' United States of America gather with family and friends to celebrate a day of Thanksgiving, it is truly truly most appropriate that ilovedinomartin share a special series of posts that speak deeply and truly of the purest of pure passion that pallies' have for our most beloved Dino.

Many many of the posts that ilovedinomartin shares in these days before our Day Of Givin' Dino Thanks, have  been shared here before, but each is so so special that we simply much post each of 'em 'gain in this season of Dino-thanks!

Here  is a post that ran  durin' Dino-amore-month 2012 and 'gain in our 2013 Week Of Givin' Dino Thanks.  Likes it's from the outstandin' blog, "Vocal Standards" hosted by Mr. Steve Cox. In his prose, "Dean Martin's wonderful gift,"  Mr. Cox shares a deeply moving, profoundly insightful testimony to the transformin' power of our most beloved Dino. Cox tells his heart-felt story of how our Dino's recorded music and television show dvds comforted his mother Bernice in the last couple of years of her struggle with Parkinson’s Disease.

This is one of the most touchin', if not the most touchin' post that we have ever shared here at ilovedinomartin about the amazin' way that our great man had, has, and will forever have of touching his great devotees' lives....and thus totally worthy of sharin' 'gain as we celebrate our week of "Givin' Dino Thanks" here at ilovedinomartin.

We 'gain offer our deep appreciation to Mr. Steve Cox for being so touchin'ly  transparent in sharin' his deeply personal testimony of the amazing ways that Dean Martin consoled Cox's mother in her last days on this earth. To read this in it's original format, simply click on the title of this post.

Dino we do indeed shares our thanks for the amazin' ways you keep transformin' the lives of those you have welcomed into your amazin'ly wonderful world! Dino-thankfully, DMP

Dean Martin’s wonderful gift…

February 5, 2012 By scox

My mom’s birthday was yesterday…
I think she would have been 85 — she passed away in 2004. I don’t want to get all maudlin here or make this too personal, but I do want to share an anecdote about how Dean Martin helped my mother in her time of greatest need.

As I mentioned in last week’s post on Andy Williams, we religiously watched Dean Martin’s television show at our house. To my knowledge, neither of my parents ever caught a Dean Martin live performance but nevertheless they were huge fans … the distant way most people are with guys as big as Dean or Frank Sinatra.

For the most part Bernice Cox lived a great life; she was a beauty queen (Miss New Hampshire!), married a dashing fighter pilot after the war (WW II), traveled, played great golf, danced … raised two amazing and talented children .

A tough ending…

Bernie had a tough go at the end with Parkinson’s Disease. Many of the things she loved to do moved from difficult to impossible in the last few years and that’s when Dean became a big part of her life.

Man, she loved to watch football on TV … college and pro football became her passion as her mobility declined. Super bowl weekend was always greeted with mixed emotions as there would be no more football ’til the fall. We got her the Dean Martin TV show collection DVDs, hoping they would provide some off-season relief and she took to them immediately.

Dean became her companion …
For the last couple of years of Bernie’s life Dean was my mom’s best friend. Not in a weird psycho way or anything, she just loved seeing and hearing the happy-go-lucky, fun loving guy Dean was … he made her feel good, remember good times dancing and carousing in better days.

At the end…

Bernie’s body finally gave out in the summer of 2004. When it was clear she wasn’t coming home from the hospital this time, all she really wanted and responded to was Dean. My brother and I got her some comfortable headphones and we loaded up all the Dean Martin LPs in my collection on an iPod for her.

After about 24 hours, I was concerned that it was too much for her, but when I lifted the headphones off and asked if she wanted some quiet to sleep … she could hardly respond but with her eyes and the tinniest shake of the head she made it clear that she wanted Dean to hold her hand all the way out.

Greg and I stood vigil for the next two nights, keeping the music playing … making sure her favorites “Go! Go! Go! Go!”, “Ain’t That A Kick In The Head’ and “Mambo Italiano” were prominently in the mix.

Dean quite literally reached down, took my mom by the hand and escorted her to a place where she can dance again … and maybe catch Dean, Frank and Sam on stage. God, let it be so.

Someday soon…
OK, I’m getting misty here and need to quit. One last thing … I plan to catch a Deana Martin show this year. When I do, I hope I have a chance to tell her how great her dad was to my mom. Bernie never met Dean and yet he helped her so much — at her time of greatest need.

Thanks for letting me drop a personal emotion bomb on you … whew, done now.

Dean Martin and Jerry Lewis Thanksgiving radio show 1948

Hey pallies, likes we thoughts in this week of Giving Dino Thanks, we woulda do a bit more google searchin' usin' the tags of Dean Martin and Thanksgiving, and likes the first thin' we came 'cross was a youtube clip of our most beloved Dino and his most beloved partner Mr. Jerry Lewis doin' Elgin (watches)  "7th Annual (and last)  All-Star Thanksgiving Show on November  25, 1948.

Dino opens the show coolly croonin' "Rambling Rose" and moves into an amazin' comedy routine with Jerry that then flows into our great man and Jerry singin' "That Certain Party Of Mine" which closes out their segment.  Likes as we listen to this historic and hysterical dozen or so minutes of purely perfect Martin and Lewis it truly truly does makes us ever more grateful for our Dino's multifaceted talents as entertainer extraordinaire and for the purely powerful partnership he shared with Mr. Lewis for a full decade.

In this special week of Giving Dino Thanks, we are delighted to have been able to locate and share these golden moments of Dino-delight from Thanksgiving 1948.  Dino-thankfully, DMP

Dean Martin and Jerry Lewis Thanksgiving radio show 1948

Dean Martin and Jerry Lewis appear on the Elgin 7th Annual All-Star Thanksgiving Show 11-25-48, hosted by Don Ameche.

Monday, November 24, 2014

I thought I was Dean Martin.

Hey pallies, likes havin' just posted that coolly cool pix of Mr. Andy Cohen visitin' our most beloved Dino's Hollywood Star and payin' our Dino homage after a night of clubbin' in Hollywood, we wondered in through the magic of the great google search engine if likes we might happen 'pon more
Andy digs Dino patter.

Likes didn't takes long to find a blog post from the folks at TV Guide mag  where Cohen was quired 'bout "What's the drunkest you've been while hosting?"  Hostin' woulda be for his Bravo late night  live interactive programme, “Watch What Happens Live.“  Andy's response as you will note below was, of course, Dino-focused.  Checks it out dudes.

Would loves to learn more 'bout Andy Cohen and how he came to know and dig our main likes guess we will keeps doin' more Dino-searchin'.  We have shared only the one Q&A from TV Guide's interview with Cohen, so if you clicks on the tag of this here Dino-gram you will be able to peruse the interview in total.  Keeps Givin' our Dino thanks pallies!  In Dino, DMP

TV Guide Magazine: What's the drunkest you've been while hosting?

Cohen: That was very early on when we were on once a week at midnight on Thursday nights. I thought it was incredible that I could drink on the show. I would really slam them back and they would bring me a new drink during commercial break. I thought I was Dean Martin. I really should take a look at what I looked like. But the early days I did used to get hammered.


Hey pallies, likes our Danny-o has been at it 'gain.....searchin' for more and more Dino-devotion to feed all our Dino-addictions here at our humble little  Dino-blog.  As we begins  this week of Giving Dino Thanks here at ilovedinomartin, Danny-o, our great great pallie who each and every Sunday of the year shares his deep, pure, and true passion for  Dino with his "Sunday Serenade With Dino,"  sent us an email with a link to the blog "Celebrity Selfies" where a pix of Mr. Andy Cohen is featured "paying tribute to Mr. Dean Martin."

Cohen is the host and executive producer of “Watch What Happens Live,“ Bravo’s late night, interactive talk show.   And, likes how cool is it dudes to have 'nother of today's up and comin' entertainers so beau-ti-fully boldly and powerfully publicly displayin' their deep deep devotion to our most most beloved Dino?!?!?!?!

ilovedinomartin salutes Mr. Andy Cohen for sharin' his delight in our Dino withh all his fans through this celebrity instagram.  We couldn't 'gree more with Andy's reflection, "PAYING TRIBUTE TO MR. DEAN MARTIN SEEMS LIKE A FITTING END TO A GREAT NIGHT IN HOLLYWOOD, CA."  Thanks also to our own Danny-o for bringin' this Dino-appreciato to our attentionado!  We thinks it is perfectly perfect as we begin this week of Giving Dino Thanks!   To checks this out where Danny-o uncovered it, simply clicks on the tag of this here Dino-devotion.  Dino-always, ever, and only, DMP




Paying tribute to Mr. Dean Martin seems like a fitting end to a great night in Hollywood, CA. #TheAndyCohenDiaries

Sunday, November 23, 2014

Danny G's Sunday Serenade with Dino: "The Naughty Lady Of Shady Lane"

 Man o man pals...Have I gots us a COM PLETE LY SWINGIN' jam for this week's Serenade!!!

Yea yea yea...I knows what youse is thinkin'..."He ALWAYS says that!" Haha!
 I REALLY mean it though pals! I it MY fault that Dean gets me jumpin'?!!! Ha!

 Now I don't know if any of youse out there, readin' this very blog, are into dancin' & romancin'... But OMG pallies...If this one don't gets youse groovin'...youse just mights need to be on life support!!! Haha!
Hey pal...can youse play those marimbas  louder? Hahaha!!!

 What a groovin' tune to get the blood pumpin' on a FRILLY & CHILLY day like this!
 WOW...what a vid too pals!!! Some of THE most BEA U TI FUL dames of days gone by! Man, now THAT'S what a movie star is SUPPOSED to look like! What we got's today just don't compare, pallies.

 OK mi amici...let's turn this one up EXTRA loud. Clear the dance floor...hahaha! Make way for "The Naughty Lady Of Shady Lane"!!! Enjoy! 

The naughty lady of shady lane had hit the town like a bomb
The back fence gossips ain't been this good since Mabel ran off with Tom
Our town was peaceful and quiet before she came on the scene
The lady has started a riot disturbing the suburban routine
Oh the naughty lady of shady lane has the town in a whirl
The naughty lady of shady lane me oh my oh what a girl
You should see how see carries on with her admirers galore
She must be giving them quite a thrill the way they flock to her door
She throws those come-hither glances at every Tom, Dick and Joe
When offered some liquid refreshment the lady never never says no
Oh the naughty lady of shady lane has the town in a whirl
The naughty lady of shady lane me oh my oh what a girl
The things they're trying to pin on her won't hold much water I'm sure
Beneath the powder and fancy lace there beats a heart sweet and pure
She just needs someone to change her then she'll be nice as can be
If you're in the neighborhood stranger you're welcome to drop in and see
The naughty lady of shady lane so delightful to hold
The naughty lady of shady lane she's delectable quite respectable
And she's only nine days old

Saturday, November 22, 2014

Dean Martin Is Having Babies

Hey pallies, likes today's Dino-gram is gonna brings the biggest of big Dino-buddha-grins to all youse Dino-holics' faces.  Our ever-searchin'-for-most-Dino-devotion pallie Danny-o of "Sunday Serenade With Dean Martin" fame sent me an email directin' me to a vid on Amazon tagged "The Partridge Family: Dean Martin Is Sick" promotin' the upcomin' release of season two of the Partridge Family on disc.  To goes there, simply clicks on the tag of this here Dino-gram.

Well, we weren't able to copy that vid to this post, so with much Dino-inspiration we went on over to youtube and typed in the tags Partridge Family and Dean Martin to the search box, and without much effort came upon a fuller version of the vid posted there for all our Dino-viewin' pleasure.  To grooves on the section "Dean Martin" it begins 'round the 5:35 point.

Likes ain't gonna gives 'way who has been tagged with the blessed name of our most beloved Dino, but we guarantee youse that youse are goin' to have the bestest of best time watchin' this.  How wonderful is it to find our swingin' man bein' lifted up in this way in this early seventies swingin' small screen series.  We're sure that many many youth of that day began their Dino-journey by viewin' this episode of "The Partridge Family."

We sez thank you very much to our pallie of pallies Danny-o for bringin' this delightful Dino-reference to our attentionado.  Dino-swingin', DMP

Friday, November 21, 2014

His performance.....reminded us of the late great Dean Martin......

Hey pallies, likes does all youse Dino-philes remember the name of Mr. Johnny Depp bein' dropped  as the numero uno actor bein' sought to play our most beloved Dino in his big screen bio?   Well, today's Dino-gram is likes some proof positive that in at least some pallies' point of view Mr. Depp reminds 'em of our King of Cool.

From the concise blog, " 2 Paragraphs - Short Smart Shareable" comes the purely powerful post, "Johnny Depp Does Awesome Dean Martin Impersonation" that describes Depp's performance at the recent Hollywood Film Awards  on CBS as bein' in the Dino-mode.

As you will read below, the scriber of  said prose is reminded of our King of Cool by Johnny's actions on the broadcast sayin'...." His performance, whether he was really drunk or just pretending, reminded us of the late great Dean Martin, an actor who capitalized on his laid-back persona and making snappy if slurred remarks about fellow celebrities during his roasts."

We thanks the pallies at "2 Paragraphs" for sharin' this great post comparin' Mr. Johnny Depp's style with that of our most beloved Dino.  To checks this out in it's original format, simply clicks on the tag of this Dino-gram.  BTW dudes, likes anybody heard any Dino-word 'bout the progress of bringin' the Dino-epic to the big screen?   Dino-always, ever, and only, DMP

Johnny Depp Does Awesome Dean Martin Impersonation

by 2Paragraphs in Culture | November 15, 2014


Johnny Depp, Hollywood Film Awards (CBS)

Johnny Depp is getting knocked around for appearing drunk on stage at the CBS broadcast, Hollywood Film Awards. Depp was chosen to honor Hollywood agent Shep Gordon, the subject of Mike Myers’ new documentary Supermensch: The Legend of Shep Gordon. Gordon was the agent for Alice Cooper and Blondie, among other musicians.

Depp stumbled with the microphone stand (which was enormous, in his defense), kept his head low and mumbled about “not being very good at these things.” His performance, whether he was really drunk or just pretending, reminded us of the late great Dean Martin, an actor who capitalized on his laid-back persona and making snappy if slurred remarks about fellow celebrities during his roasts.

Thursday, November 20, 2014

in tribute to the likes of Frank Sinatra and Dean Martin

Hey pallies, likes we gotta 'fess up that why we have chosen today's Dino-gram to all youse Dino-holics is 'cause we likes absolutely positively are captived by the pix that accompanies the prose of an interview with Mr.  Brett Kucera by Portland Tribute scriber Miss Virginia Werner.  For 20 years----count 'em----20 years Kucera has homaged our Dino and Mr. Sinatra with the stage tag Tony Starlight.

Recently Mr. Kucera has moved to "new digs" and Miss Werner has featured him in a newspaper interview.  It's a well written in depth look at Brett's two decades of croonin', and if you clicks on the tag of this Dino-gram you get read it all at the original pad of the Portland Tribute.  Likes as we sez, we were and still are smitten by the pix that Miss Werner snapped of Brett/Tony sittin' in a booth with one of those great singin' Dino-dolls!   Likes to our way of Dino-thinkin' it is ab-so-lutely fab-u-loso!!!!!

Kudos to Mr. Brett Kucera for two decades and countin' of croonin' tunes in honor of our most beloved Dino and to Miss Virginia Werner for her greatest of great pix and remarkable review.
'gain to checks this out in it's original source, simply clicks on the tag of this here Dino-report.
Dino-diggin' to likes the mostest,  DMP

20 years later, Starlight still shines

Created on Thursday, 20 November 2014 06:00 | Written by Virginia Werner

Crooner brings star power, show-biz legends to new digs

Photo Credit: TRIBUNE PHOTO: VIRGINIA WERNER - Tony Starlight, aka Brett Kucera, says, Im like Turner Classic Movies, playing the old stuff again.
Photo Credit: TRIBUNE PHOTO: VIRGINIA WERNER - Tony Starlight, aka Brett Kucera, says, Im like Turner Classic Movies, playing the old stuff again.

Tony Starlight, known outside of the spotlight as Brett Kucera, marks 20 years as director, writer, producer and performer of “The Tony Starlight Show” in his new Southeast Portland location with a weekend of performances.

An accomplished entertainer and businessman, Starlight will follow the evolution of his show over the past 20 years, picking out highlights and making fun of his gradual loss of hair.

Despite “doing this longer than I should have,” Starlight remains committed to transporting his audience back in time to the classic nightclub era, reminiscing with performances in tribute to the likes of Frank Sinatra and Dean Martin to go with a night of food and drinks.

Check out the show at 8 p.m. Friday and Saturday, Nov. 21 and 22, at the Tony Starlight Showroom, 1125 S.E. Madison St. Tickets start at $25. For more information: