'Salon reflected in 19thcenury vase'*
Mcdermott&McGough divert our gaze
I want to see the clash of the classes
The dichotomy between the debutantes and the downtrodden
wallow in the welfare
scream at those who don't care
soak up society
revel in the rivalry
step on the suited
smile at the smart
vilify the antagonists
snore at the soporifics
bleed in the gutter
be saved by another
turn out the lights
smile at the night
experience the extremes
of a midnight's dream
By Robert McDermott
much time has passed
my love for you is eternal
remembrances may be fleeting
some are etched in our minds
like teenager's love notes whittled in a tree
By Robert McDermott
Artie Mac was a hero of mine
Singing songs most all of the time
He would never just say Hello
He'd hit you with a greeting from some Broadway show
Man he could sing everything
That voice divine... he was a friend of mine...
Saw him down town sing a cappella
Send In The Clowns in some downtown cellar
The Ayresome Angel from his distant youth
Nailing those notes with a resolute truth
A Holgate man, no fancy Dan
That voice so fine... he was a friend of mine...
One night he's on the stage with J.T.
I looked away but I knew he'd seen me
Get up Lou he shouts, let's do Out Of Time
You and me we do that real fine
Artie and me, rock harmony
Line for line ... he was a friend of mine...
Dying to Live, note after note
I hear this song, lump in my throat
Gone far too young this magical guy
Drink in my hand, tears in my eye
Thanks for them all, duos recalled
Time after time... he was a friend of mine...
Tribute to Artie McDermott who was a great guy, Boro fan and the best singer I ever shared a stage with.
And there has been quite a few.
My mother, who is eighty-five
Has had a very rough year.
So I planned a special Christmas gift
Though it's November and nowhere near.
Fourteen years ago I took her to see
John McDermott perform here in town.
She was over the moon for this Scottish tenor.
Now another concert had come around.
I arranged for special seating
As a walker she now needs to use.
So we were placed in the perfect row,
We definitely had great views.
John McDermott is a people-person,
Shaking hands and signing his name,
So I approached and asked for a photo
Of he and my mother, to frame.
No cameras allowed, but I had my cell phone
So he graciously posed with my mother
And I captured a beautiful picture
Which we can hang right next to the other.
She is so much frailer now
But her smile beams out the same.
In this second photo of the two of them.
Now I just need to find the perfect frame.