Showing posts with label celebrity. Show all posts
Showing posts with label celebrity. Show all posts

Monday, November 9, 2009

Cayman Jazz Fest 2009

This year's Cayman Jazz Fest kicks off on December 3 and it's poised to be the biggest yet as Grammy Award winning artist Alicia Keys headlines the entire weekend. Through December 5, jazz, soul and R&B artists including Keith Sweat, saxophonist Kirk Whalum, and soul singer Oleta Adams will descend on Grand Cayman's Camana Bay for the sixth annual event celebrating the area's musical roots.

Want to go? Just cruise over to caymanislands.ky/jazzfest to check out vacation packages starting at $649 per person.


Wednesday, June 17, 2009

Ahoy Mateys

Visitors to the Caribbean know that the islands are speckled with interesting characters, and St. John, USVI is certainly home to its fair share (maybe more than its fair share). Seated on my right a few nights ago at Skinny Legs bar in Coral Bay was a gentleman named Pirate Bill, whom I unfortunately didn’t get a chance to speak with, because of the two other gentlemen, both named Jim, who held my attention the entire time. Last night I ventured to another nearby watering hole, Island Blues, in part to see if Bill was there; luckily for me, he was. He introduced himself as Pirate Bill, and said "You were the one playing on that little box all night," to me. Guilty as charged: I just got my first BlackBerry, and have become a sad addict.

Barefoot, with a shirt that seemed fashioned out of a sail, a necklace made of Pieces of Eight, a beard down to his chest and long white hair hidden partially by a bandanna that I swear had a treasure map imprinted on it, Bill certainly looked the part of pirate. Bill's the kind of guy who's been in the right place at the right time for years: He was in Vegas in the 1950s, when The Strip ended in a gravel road, and knew the Rat Pack guys, "They did their thing, I did mine," which in this case was outfitting every bar in town with pool tables. Oh, and Paul Newman's room when he came to Vegas for his movie The Hustler. Then he was off to British Columbia in the 1960s, where he wanted me to know they weren't doing anything, um, illegal, before he got there, but by the time he left, there were clouds of, um, incense, everywhere. Running from the law, he ended up in Key West during the 1970s, where he was part of the diving team that discovered the wreck of the Spanish ship the Atocha, sunk on December 6, 1622, and loaded to the brim with silver, rubies, emeralds and coins — four of which you can see displayed in his necklace. Bill chatted with me about diving in those days, about treasure hunting, about his kids and about St. John, where he's been for the last 30 years, for a few hours before hitting the road. He's undoubtedly one of the coolest characters I've ever met on my travels, but that's the beauty of the Caribbean — characters like Bill are everywhere.

Tuesday, June 16, 2009

Everything's Going to be Okay

Hi all, blogging from the lush, verdant isle of St. John, USVI, where part of the reason it's so green right now is the rain that's been falling intermittently for the last week. It's also led to an affliction I like to call Mosquito Pincushionitis, whereby my legs look like a game of connect-the- dots, but never mind: Rain or shine, it's hands down one of my favorite destinations, for the beaches (sublime), the people (incredibly welcoming), the scenery (see for yourself), the food (it's detox for a week when I get home) and the great resorts like Caneel Bay, where I had the good fortune to stay for three nights earlier this week, in Cottage Seven no less, renowned for being the one occupied by Brangelina and brood on their visit to the island in 2007. Not that I read any of the celebrity rags or care about stuff like this (ahem) but let's just say I was tickled (haha) to find myself the occupant of the room I came to find out was the massage room for the cellulite-free couple.

Caneel's one of those places the rich and famous can go to hide. With 166 rooms spread over 170 acres, the place can be full and still feel deliciously empty. Luckily the paparazzi left me alone, and I was free to wander the grounds, as well as stuff myself silly, both literally and figuratively on everything the resort has to offer: I ate, I snorkeled, I kayaked, I ate, I lazed on the beaches, I ate - you get the idea. In short, it was a great three days; from the moment we boarded the Lady Caneel ferry in St. Thomas until the moment we checked out. Even if it wasn't before, at Caneel Bay, everything is, in fact, okay.


Wednesday, March 18, 2009

Amy's Back On Island Time

Breaking news: According to E!Online, erstwhile St. Lucia resident chanteuse Amy Winehouse will be headlining the 18th annual St. Lucia Jazz Festival on May 8. Better catch this show, cause you won’t be able to see her in the States — she had to drop out of the famed Coachella music festival, held each year in the Southern California desert, because she couldn’t get a U.S. visa. The undoubtedly talented Winehouse originally rocked up on St. Lucia’s shores a few months ago to dry out from years of alcoholism and drug abuse and found the chilled-out pace agreeable; according to published reports, she also found hiding behind beach chairs and stealing other guests’ drinks agreeable, so if you do go, keep a tight grip on your beverage.