One Hit Wonders

It's now Thursday afternoon. I've been out of commission since Sunday night. Yes it doesn't feel good to be sick for 4 days. But there's also an accompanying helplessness, knowing that the Rio has been hopping all week. The WSOP Main Event starts tomorrow. And I'm here in bed missing out on all the good cash games. Missing out on the satellites.

Being sick during this week is kind of like being sick for Christmas. Like it's fine to be sick if you're going to miss out on work. But to get sick when it should be the most fun time of the year just isn't right.

As Jimi Hendrix says "that ain't too cool."

I got that last Hendrix quote from an obscure song he recorded called "Hey Joe."

I say obscure because VH-1 was running a "one hit wonders" special last night and they had the audacity to call Hendrix a one hit wonder.

That's right. VH-1 classified Jimi as a one hit wonder because he only had one top twenty hit. (All Along the Watchtower.)

In my book, one hit wonders are bands that you can only name one song of.

Like The Knack with My Sharona. Or Dexys Midnight Runners with Come On Eileen.

Those are one hit wonders. You can't be calling Jimi Hendrix a one hit wonder.
To do so would be to pretend the songs Purple Haze, Fire, Hey Joe, Stone Free, The Wind Cries Mary, Foxy Lady, Little Wing, Castles Made of Sand, Crosstown Traffic, etc don't exist.

VH1 also did the same thing to the Grateful Dead, calling them a one hit wonder because of Touch of Grey reaching the charts in the 1987. I'll spare you my list of Dead songs. But lets just say there are plenty.

I'm just curious what VH1 would call the Grateful Dead or Jimi Hendrix if neither had achieved a top twenty hit. Would they both be no hit wonders?

Okay. My rant is over. Obviously I've been lying in bed watching too much television.

Back to reality, I plan on getting myself out of the house and down to the Rio for a main event satellite tonight. My lil' fantasy is that somehow I pull off a Willis Reed and this sick thing works out for me. Perhaps I can slide my way in there tonight and come home with a seat in the big dance.

Hope and faith can be found in the old line: "Whichever way your luck is running, it is bound to change." I've been running well at the cash games. And poor in the tournaments. But perhaps that is bound to change.