Sweetums Series

Sweetums Sings Italiano

Never ever invite Sweetums to a housewarming during the same month that Lady Gaga releases a new album and never give Sweetums 4-5 sour beers.

Lady Sings Americano

My First Cassette Tape

Nick and I were talking the other day about our fondest childhood memories. We also brought up the first cassettes we owned.

The first cassette I ever purchased with my own allowance money was something FABULOUS! The year: 1989. (Even though the album came out in September 1988, it wasn’t very popular until the next year). The album: Hangin’ Tough by New Kids on the Block.

I remember being so in love with Jordan Knight. This girl in my glass named Allison Geyer (I think) had a whole binder of just photos of him from Tiger Beat and other kid magazines. And we used to sit under one of the trees and look at her folder and sing NKOTB songs. I still tear up when I hear “I’ll Be Loving You (Forever)”. And thus Sweetums was born.

Sweetums Strikes at Club 21

There was a live but sadly unrecorded performance this past Wednesday at Club 21 in Oakland (formerly Bench and Bar).

Sweetums and her friend MatthhhhhhHHHHHEWW! decided to have a drink at Club 21 and it happened to be karaoke night. Seriously, we walked into this huge ass warehouse bar. And it’s me, MatthhhhhhHHHHHEWW!, the bartender, the DJ and 3 little Latinos singing their hearts out to a million Los Tucanes de Tijuana songs and hella Rancheras. It was actually kinda crazy because eventually the bar filled up to a good 50 people or so and we were the only two white guys there. Only one song was sung in English the whole night. And that was Neil Diamond’s classic “Forever in Blue Jeans” by MatthhhhhhHHHHHEWW!.

Eventually the 3 little hotass Latinos invited us over to their table and we made friends. They sang a song together, Enrique’s Experiencia Religiosa. Of course, I mumbled along because I kinda knew the song and the words were up on the monitor anyway. At that very moment, a Sweetums chill went down my spine and Sweetums’ spirit took over my body…and I knew I had to perform the next song.

Sure enough, I grabbed the mic and belted out Selena’s Como La Flor to a live Latino audience. As soon as the fat whitey stood up and sang the first line, the entire bar erupted. AYs! OLEs! RRRRRRRRs! Whistles! Hoots! OYEs! An immediate fan base. Sweetums killed it and Selena rolled over in her grave. Rest in Peace, Sweet Selena.

Sweetums #11: Am I Scaring You Tonight?

Never ever let Gary Jr. go out with coworkers, drink 3 pitchers of Stella with no dinner, then meet up with the huhns at Martuni’s for a 3 martini night-cap. When you let that happen, poor Misha has to hear this on the entire bridge ride home.

Lady Sings and Wants To Know If She’s Scaring You Tonight

Sweetums: The Christmas Collection Continues

Never give Gary Jr. a large bottle of homemade Spiced Holiday Ale and an open mic. Eventually, she will remember that she loves Eartha Kitt and will try her rendition of Santa Baby.

Lady Sings for Santa Baby

Sweetums: The Christmas Collection

Never give Gary Jr. eggnog on a Monday after working. And never let her win a Kate Smith Christmas album at the office party…drunken drag Christmas ensues.

Lady Sings the Carols

Sweetums Series #10: Drunken Troll

Never call Gary Jr. when she is sick and sleeping at midnight because you are a drunk mess and cannot get your shoes off. That’s all. Never.

But you should certainly never leave a message to record for all posterity your messiness. Lady sings the Mess.

Sweetums Series #9: A Few of My FavPigNick Things

Never give Gary Jr. a stein full of N’ice Chouffe and a microphone. And certainly do not leave up Nick’s post about her favorite pig things.

Madness will certainly ensue. Lady sings the madness.

Sweetums Series #8: The Return of PhaggyPhatPhuck

This weekend the hunnies went on a camping expedition. Like Lewis and Clark, we trekked through uncharted territory in Marin County along Sir Francis Drake Boulevard known as Samuel P. Taylor State Park.

On the ride home, Benutty requested we play the soundtrack to the Rocky Horror Picture Show.

Never let Benutty request a Rocky Horror Sing-a-Long while Gary Jr. recovers from camping fatigue. Madness (some might even call it genius) ensues.

Lady Sings the Opening

World Premiere Video of Sweetums

Hey folks and troll babies–

I’m so sorry that I’ve been silent for so long. You see, I went to the Russian River Valley for a weeklong spa vacay with Misha. It was so much fun. We drank too much wine and made way too many babies. Anyhoo, after that we headed right into the studio. I guess I forgot to tell you all that back in October Kylie’s people (Steve Anderson, thanks Stevie) caught wind of my Sweetums series. They were in Oakland for her first concert in the States and checking out the local talent. A boa and a Divine tribute later, Kylie was eating out of my well-manicured hand. Or…I was eating out of hers. She loved Sweetums and immediately offered me a recording contract on the Bubbles Devere label. Yyyyes. Hunnies is now famous.

The world premiere of my music video was awesome. Kylie showed up. Gaga was there. Oprah introduced me to my adoring fans. I wasn’t given enough tickets to invite the hunnies. Oopsies. So I sent my film crew to the Haus of Hunnies to record them on premiere night. Enjoy!

Sweetums Series #831711774

For the love of GaGa, never send Gary Jr. back into the Interior Illusions Lounge on an empty stomach coz she’ll steal your Absolut cocktails, down ‘em and then grab the mic outta your hand.

Then all hell breaks loose on Pride Rock.

Lady Sings in Circles

Toodles,
Gary Jr.

Sweetums Series: The Collaboration

That’s right. All the hunnies got together for this one to save Haiti.

Never let Nick, Benutty and Gary Jr. have the keys to your music studio. And never give them 5 bottles of champes to share between the three. They will get a cravin’ for meatloaf.

Ladies Sing the Meatloaf (for Haiti)

Enjoy!

Next week iTunes will be releasing the coveted outtakes from the studio session with the Hunnies. But you will hear it here first ladies and gentlemen and farm animals.

Ladies Who Lunch on Meatloaf and then Gag and Choke then Die like Momma Cass