I'm glad to see the previous post garnered that much interest. I must of course thank Vikki and Roberto for making it happen. Sometimes you don't need Facebook to bring people together. If you don't know who that is in the pic, you have no business reading this blog. Dollhouse looks awesome, girl.
Before I get into all this, Fernwood is back with his BIGGEST COLUMN ever, the 2008 draft edition. Check it: http://tvblog.ugo.com/index.php/tvblog/more/who_booked_this_crap_draft_live_blog/
So, yes, I know, it is a busy summer, man. Been racing all over, and honestly I haven't popped into Bk to work on tunes the way I would like to, but it's one of those life gets in the way few weeks. So in between green screen tests and repeated listens of the new Verve single, I will try to update you now.
Last Friday night, Matt Gentile Club Superstar Last Of The Famous International Playboys (tm), Ash, Irene and myself went to check out the long delayed Cure gig at MSG. This gig was a million times better than the Curiosa gig a few years back (probably reviewed on this very blog). They started off with a new song that sounded GREAT and then played a solid selection of hits. Mid way, it died down a bit, mostly because they busted out some more recent "hits", and the new songs are kind of dodgy, to be honest. However, they picked it up in the last hour (of a 3 hour show!) and really pumped it out. 35 songs total and I would say most of it was fucking awesome. Bob Smith's idea to strip the band down to a 4 piece was a good idea, however, the lack of a keyboardist was very apparent when Bob tried to re-create the keyboard parts on the guitar. This was a real hit or miss thing, and for me, this was a huge error. I would have even been cool if they had the parts on a backing track. A lot of emotion was lost because of that. However, it is a minor concern. I was happy to see them and Matt Gentile Club Superstar Last Of The Famous International Playboys (tm), tells me they were even better the next night at Radio City, which I am actually now wondering how he got tix because I recall us trying and not getting them. Sneaky git.
Afterwords Matt Gentile Club Superstar Last Of The Famous International Playboys (tm), Ash, Irene and myself walked over to some bar on 38th street to meet up with the woman who can't stop buying you drinks, Michelle, sister of Matt Gentile Club Superstar Last Of The Famous International Playboys (tm). We spun some tunes (MANY), had some drinkies and just had a few laughs. All in all a casual fun evening and for the record, Ash's views on baby poo are hlarious.
The next day I popped into B's for a little bit before grabbing a car, grabbing and Irene and then hitting the road to see Fury and Family in the city of brotherly loves. They were up in Philly from the beach house to check out the set of his most recent project, which Cameron will see next year and tell me is the BEST MOVIE EVER MADE. We hit no traffic and even stopped for a Nathans just in time to catch the kids before the went nite nite. This was of course the laugh riot. Photos forthcoming. Then we took mama Fury out to dinner where we ate large and Fury himself popped up to order some crabcakes, write some dialogue for Mutt, and then return to the black hole of the set.
The next day, we had a fun breakfast with the whole gang. Ro is the awesome big sister, Avy is the little devil, and the newest addition is the sweetest cutest thing and I could not stop feeding her. Awesome. Then we chilled at the park which was even more fun and then eventually around lunch time, they had to return to delaware. Irene and I stuck around the Philly (as we spent a lot of time there in our early daze), and at the suggestion of my friend Tony Moonpie (not his real name, though his place in history is that he is in the art dept on both mine and Fury's current movies), we checked out a sick awesome restaurant called Audrey Claire. KILLER food. We were SO full. We got our asses back in the car and hightailed it through the evening back to NYC. All in all a successful trip. It was great to just hang out for a bit with nothing on the immediate agenda.
Back in NY. In the next few days: Green screen tests. Baye. Maybe some hooky. Peter Murphy. Zoe. The triumphant Triple S. Oma Bradish. It's a full plate. Eat well.
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