First Fridays was good. I loved it. Getting together with other black folks was just what I need to start off my weekend. I was able to finally have fun. Other parties were good this year, but this time I didn’t have to worry about how I was getting home or worry about driving someone else home.
While it was not as packed as I would have liked it, there was enough black people to have fun. I am sure once First Fridays really picks up steam, then there will be plenty of people to hang out with. I will say that you will not see pictures of me on Facebook. I have banned them.
I love being able to go out and here music blaring, the one thing that I gets me, is that I wish I knew the names to all the songs I hear in the club. When I hear a song I really like, I will write it into my phone. Of course, I am not sure what the title of the song would be. I will guess the song based on the words I hear during the chorus. This does not always work.
Here is the thing. I collect music. If I hear it and like it then I need to have it. So last night I heard 3 songs that I needed to have. I was only able to “get” one. This does bother me. I love listening to music, no matter where I go. At this point I just have 2 songs in my head and is forced to browse music sites searching for these songs.
While that sounds pretty desperate…I always find new songs in this process. If anyone knows a better way, they need to let me know…
Category: First Fridays
I am already late to got out tonight, but I am excited that I get to see grown folk coming together here in Syracuse. A few years ago, there was always a “First Friday”. The event would rotate to different bars or clubs where the people who went to these events were roughly over 25 and older (in some cases…way older). These events stopped for a while for a reason I am not too clear about, but tonight starts it up all over again.
I will admit there are times in which there is nothing to do up here. You have to pick and choose events that might be fun. Unfortunately for me, most of the times, the events that we end up picking the most are boring. What is worse than that is to go to a party full of undergraduate students, which is why I always say that no one wants to be the old man in the club.
So again, I am excited. There hasn’t been something to keep people like me entertained for awhile. I get to drink and be merry. Perhaps, I will even make new connections. More importantly I get to have fun. So, while there are many people who have told me that there is nothing to do up here, I can point to event like these.
Anthony Otero 