Wednesday, September 30, 2009

Born On This Day- September 30th... Truman Capote

"Life is a moderately good play with a badly written third act."



My mother is a very accomplished, intelligent, & serious woman, but she always has had a sly interest in show biz & celebrity gossip. She told me the details & intricate ins & outs of the Elizabeth Taylor + Eddie Fisher + Debbie Reynolds divorces & marriages when I was just 5 years old. I appreciated that she explained that one to me. I remember well, being 12 years old & my mother giving me the low down on the infamous “part of the century”- Truman Capote's Black & White Ball.




The now legendary Black & White Masked Ball was a bash that Truman Capote threw at Manhattan's Plaza Hotel on Nov. 28, 1966. The guest of honor was Katharine Graham, president of the Washington Post Co., but no one had any illusions: The purpose of this gala was to celebrate the host, a serious writer, but also a serious celebrity. There had never been much doubt about the celebrity part, from the moment that he styled himself as a male nymphet for his 1st novel's jacket photo; Capote had shown a rare talent for self promotion. What had been in doubt were his literary accomplishments. As he entered his forties, the once promising young writer had produced only a few slim volumes of exquisitely written fiction & journalism. But recently In Cold Blood, a masterpiece in a new genre- the non-fiction novel & a milestone in popular culture, had buried his skeptics, & it was time to celebrate. Capote's plan was to mix & match people: titled aristocrats with intellectuals with ordinary folk from the rural Kansas county where the In Cold Blood murders had occurred. But in this respect, the party seems to have failed. "I've never seen such ghettoizing in all my life," complained Capote's lover- Jack Dunphy. "No group mixed with another group." As for the excluded, on the cover of the next Esquire, under the title "We wouldn't have come even if you had invited us, Truman Capote" was a photo of a surly looking group comprising Kim Novak, Tony Curtis, Pat Brown, Ed Sullivan, Pierre Salinger, Lynn Redgrave & Casey Stengel.


From the moment my mother told me about the Black & White Ball, I became fascinated by Truman Capote (at 5’3’’ he was dubbed the Tiny Terror) & I went on to read everything by & about him. I was fascinated by his distinctive, high-pitched voice & odd vocal mannerisms, his offbeat manner of dress & his fabulous stories when he would appear on  TV talk shows. I have everything he has written, plus biographies, diaries & books of letters. He is a member of a handful of authors that make up the club: Stephen’s Favorite Writers. He had a long standing rivalry with another of my favorites- Gore Vidal. Their rivalry prompted another member of my club- Tennessee Williams to complain: "You would think they were running neck &neck for some fabulous gold prize." I own a first edition paperback of Breakfast At Tiffany’s. I love all his work, but my very favorite is A Christmas Memory. During the holidays I always re-read it, & I set a copy out, as part of a Christmas tableau, on a table as a holiday ritual.











"I don't care what anybody says about me as long as it isn't true."

Tuesday, September 29, 2009

Me & Barbra... Not Always A Love Story

Sometimes I am not the very model of a modern homosexual. I was insane for Barbra back when she was “Simply Barbra”, with the Egyptian eyeliner, the kooky thrift shop clothing, & the Modigliani posturing. Her television specials (1965-1973) were unlike anything I had seen before & I was mesmerized. The first was My Name Is Barbra (1965) made in black & white,& then came Color Me Barbra (1966) which has a sequence shot at the Philadelphia Museum of Art, with Streisand wandering among the masterworks & antiquities, singing Where Or When dressed as Nefertiti. Next she's among a circus of animals, singing Try To Remember to the elephant & poking fun at herself by looking eye to eye at an anteater & singing- "We have so much in common, it's a phenomenon." The final act is just her singing at a microphone, with Any Place I Hang My Hat Is Home & It Had to Be You. It made quite the impact on little 12 year old Stephen. I decided that a person with a big nose & unusual looks could be sexy & talented & adored instead of being made fun of & feeling like an outcast. I had talent damnit!

 I obsessively listened to her albums up through Stony End & then I started to loose interest. She took me down that Stony End, I never wanted go down that Stony End, but she took me down that Stony End. She was a Jewish girl from Brooklyn who “was raised on the good book Jesus & my mother worked the mines”. Huh? She seemed to be a woman with a once in a century vocal instrument & very questionable taste in material. Who could blame her for trying to be contemporary? Barbra started a career singing songs that were decades old then & going out of fashion, as songs from the theatre & standards being "the" pop music were being replaced with Rock & Folk.  It was Dylan & The Beatles. But, I would come back to her. I loved the album from 1974 simply named Barbra Streisand. It has a beautiful cover of Paul Simon’s Something So Right, that still gets to me, but it was followed by the horrible Butterfly with a really stinky cover of David Bowie’s Life On Mars (was there ever a worst match of material & singer?)...  & so it went through the decades. I would fall in love with her all over again with The Broadway Album (1985) & then she would come up with icky drek like A Love Like Ours (1999) with not a single redeeming cut.

Today I downloaded her new Diana Krall produced- Love Is The Answer, just released today. I have yet to listen, but I have high hopes. Each song is done with a version done with Diana’s jazz quartet & a version with full orchestra, with arrangements by super-duper Johnny Mandel. The album contains some of my favorite songs…ever. The one song I have listened to- In The Wee Small Hours Of The Morning is like champagne & velvet. I appreciate that, at 67, her voice has gotten richer on the bottom notes & is huskier & a bit rough around the edges.



Last Saturday, she did a small club gig (her last time was in 1961!) at the Village Vanguard for a small group of about 80, mostly fans that won the tickets in a contest from her website, plus pals like Nicole Kidman, Sarah Jessica Parker & the Clintons. I think that would have been amazing thing to have experienced. I have even more conflicted feelings about her film work…but not on this post, except to say that What’s Up Doc? is one of the best film comedies of all time & one of my favorites. When Barbra sings You’re the Top to Ryan O’Neal? Like Buttah.



Barbra singing Memories = please, NO!

Barbra singing C'est Si Bon from Color Me Barbra = perfection.




Monday, September 28, 2009

I Have Dreamed & Enjoyed The View


The season’s 1st round of flu/nasty cold hit our household last week. The husband was first on Monday; followed by me on Wednesday & T (the housemate) joined us in misery on Thursday. The Husband, still not feeling all that well, went back to work on Thursday, leaving T & me (hmmm…T & ME would make a good sitcom title) with 2 days of watching Perry Mason reruns & bunches of old movies including The King & I, which I had not seen in decades & it was as incredibly good as I had remembered. Does The King & I have the best Rodgers & Hammerstein score? Hollywood used to do an excellent job of making movie versions of stage musicals: Oklahoma, Carousel, South Pacific, & The Music Man.


I digress. The poor Husband suffers from a still undiagnosed lung ailment that was first discovered & nearly killed him in late 2004. He has highly scarred lung tissues & a common cold will hang on in his lungs long after other symptoms have moved on. He really suffers & my heart just breaks for him. In April, the Husband was given a session with a prominant psychic as a birthday gift. This person does not use astrology or any other method except just sitting with the subject & talking. She told him many amazing things, including that fact that he suffers from an unusual lung ailment because he – “had been killed by an arrow to the lung in the West during the 19th century”.

In Seattle, sometime in the late 1980s, I did some work for a woman who was a hypno-therapist. She had inquired if I would like to take some of my payment as a session with her. Not trying to stop smoking or loose weight, I asked her to what avail would I want to do this. She suggested a past life regression. I have a sense of adventure & I thought it would be a lark.
The hypno-therapist taped our session. When I came out of it, I was quite shaken & unhappy. It took me most of a week to get rid of my anxiety & shake the feeling off. She told me details of the session & I then listened to the tape, where I heard my voice, but with a different syntax & cadence than my own. When most people are told of a past life it seems that they were often royalty in Atlantis or a peasant during the French Revolution or some romantic notion. You rarely hear about a past life as a housewife in Akron. My reaction was dubious at first. Until I heard the tape.





It seems that I had a life right before my current life. I was Byron Skipworth, born in 1925 in a northern Chicago suburb. I had red hair (I was a red head in this life until I had no hair) & blue eyes. I was estranged from my family of a demanding & abusive father, a sickly mother & several older siblings. I left home at 15 & went into Chicago where I fell in with a group of jazz musicians, most of them black. These people liked me a great deal & named me "Skip".  I (Skip) had studied piano when I was very young, but I found a calling playing drums with jazz groups. I was befriended by one black family that allowed me to sleep on a cot in a screened in “summer porch”. I stayed there even during the Chicago winters. At some point in the early 1940s, I was badly injured in an automobile accident. I spent the rest of my life in severe pain as a result of the accident & eventually became addicted to drugs including cocaine & heroin. I was homosexual & had several love affairs with black musicians. I died alone & broke from a heroin overdose in the winter of 1953, just 28 years old. I was born as Stephen in Oakland, California in early January 1954.







After the session, I did some research & found that a Byron Skipworth was born in 1925 in Evanston Illinois. I never looked further & I never listened to the tape again. I hated knowing about my past life & I have never felt comfortable trying to deal with this information. I eventually lost the tape.

Last night, I dreamed as Skip. In the dream I was on the "summer porch" on  a winter day & I dreamed the entire sequence of preparing & then injecting heroin. I dreamed all the sensations & euphoria of the drug. In the dream, I made my way to the greenroom at a night club where I was urgently kissed by a very large, very dark black man. We had started having very rough but transcendent sex… & I then I woke up.


In this lifetime:
I have spent a lot of time in Chicago & always felt familiar with the city.
I have an innate musical ability & I play several instruments. From an early age I knew a host of musical & jazz standards. The Husband & my close friends consider me a savant in my ready knowledge of American music from the last 100 years.
I have always had substance abuse issues.
I had an early outrage at the treatment of African Americans, even before the civil rights movement in the 1960s, even as I was growing up in place where they were 1% of the population.
I burst into tears whenever I hear All The Things You Are.

& yet:

I had a very happy & secure childhood, with 2 loving & supportive parents.I have never done heroin.
I have had a lifelong irrational fear of syringes. I can actually pass out from seeing one on a counter at the MD’s or Vet’s office.
I do not have a fetish for or about black men, although I appreciate the beauty of many African Americans.
I have made it into my mid-50s.




The Husband’s psychic noted that he had a spouse/partner who- “worries too much, way too much. He needs to deal with it or it will be his undoing". She said we had been together in may past lives.


Sunday, September 27, 2009

Gratuitous


Quote Of The Day

"I don't know what makes a person more conservative- to know nothing of the present, or nothing but the past."
John Maynard Keys

Saturday, September 26, 2009

Autumn Movie Preview... Blind Date


Here is a film that has my interest because it stars 2 of the our best actors of stage & screen & true favorites of the Husband & me- Patricia Clarkson & Stanley Tucci (one of the best lovers I have ever experienced, passionate & inventive).  How about an Oscar nomination for Tucci for his outstanding work in Julie & Julia?  Have you seen Clarkson in The Dying Gaul?

"An English-language remake of Theo Van Gogh’s award winning 1996 Dutch film, BLIND DATE is the story of an estranged couple (Stanley Tucci, starring and directing, and Patricia Clarkson) who are desperately trying to reconcile after the tragic death of their daughter. Unable to face either their grief or each other, they go a series of 'blind dates', each placing personal ads & pretending to be strangers when they meet. They do this over and over again, playing a series of different roles, in an attempt to overcome the pain & rebuild their shattered relationship."

New Feature... Great Moments in Advertising


The Husband & I finally saw last Sunday's Mad Men. The episode before, on September 13th, had been somewhat of a disappointment from TV's best series (but still great TV). Last week's titled- A Guy Walks In To An Ad Agency was one of the best, with a larger story arch for Joan & the series most shocking moment. It included a wonderful small moment with Don & Joan that was funny & tender. But, I will never feel the same about John Deere again.


I have always held an interest in advertising & trends. I am part of a 5 member committee that makes the marketing decisions for the company that I work for. I am introducing a new feature to Post Apocalyptic Bohemian: Great Moments in Advertising. I will feature ads & marketing ideas that have really grabbed my attention. #1, on Broadway in lower Manhattan circa 2004:





Born On THis Day- September 26th... The Lovely Olivia Newton-John


I first heard her in 1971 with the Bob Dylan penned If Not For You. I thought nothing of her until 1974 & the country tinged If You Love Me Let Me Know & Peter Allen’s I Honestly Love You & 1975’s Have You Never Been Mellow when she became an object of my derision. I would make fun of her breathy singing, including a duet with John Denver- Fly Away, in which I did an uncanny & unnerving imitation of both their vocals, which I thought of as pure drek.


Olivia Newton-John won me over a bit with her performance in the film version of Grease. Her presence was loved by the camera & she seems to simply glow on film. I appreciated her physical & vocal transformations from good Sandy to bad girl Sandy & she had real chemistry with John Travolta. Even though I got through plenty of aerobics classes to the ubiquitous Physical, I have never owned an album by her (not even the soundtrack to Grease, the best selling soundtrack of all time). Olivia Newton John won me over in 2000, when she appeared in a dramatically different role as Bitsy Mae Harling, a lesbian ex-con country singer, in Del Shores' Sordid Lives, an all time favorite of the Husband & me. Newton-John reprised her role for Sordid Lives: The Series which aired 1 season on the LOGO TV network. The series featured five original songs written by Newton-John specifically for the show. I found her to be more beautiful in her 50s & her heavier & newly husky voice was surprising & expressive, & her acting was impressive & often touching. So… it took me nearly 30 years to appreciate her good looks & talent. Maybe I need to go back & reexamine Xanadu? I hear that she has a gay & lesbian following...

Friday, September 25, 2009

Happy Birthday, Catherine Zeta-Jones



In an odd turn of fate, Catherine Zeta-Jones played Peggy in the musical- 42nd Street, a character who gets her big break in a Broadway musical when the star breaks her leg & can't go on, when the star of the West End revival became sick, & as understudy, Zeta-Jones went on in her place & became a musical comedy star in Britain. She received an Academy Award, BAFTA, & SAG awards for Best Supporting Actress as Velma Kelly in Chicago, a really great performance in an unexpectedly brilliant film version of one of my favorite musicals. Veta-Jones is newly announced to star on Broadway this season in A Little Night Music (the Husband's favorite Sondheim show). She will play Desirée Armfeldt with Angela Lansbury playing Madame Armfeldt. The production is to be directed by Trevor Nunn. Penned by Stephen Sondheim & Hugh Wheeler, A Little Night Music is loosely based on Ingmar Bergman's film Smiles of a Summer Night (1955). The musical had its first Broadway production in 1973, winning six Tonys, including best musical & original score. I saw it in previews, pre-Broadway, in Boston with the original cast & was enchanted. I went on to play Henrik in A Little Night Music in regional theatre in 1977. The character of Henrik plays the cello. In most productions, the pit orchestra cello plays & the actor mimes the playing of the instrument. Because I play string bass, I was able to actually play the cello in this production. It was very difficult for me to play & sing at the same time. I practiced more than an hour a day for a month. I loved the role, even in a very uneven production. I would love to see Zeta-Jones & my good close personal friend Angela Lansbury in the new production. Trivia: Today is also the birthday of Zeta-Jone's husband- Michael Douglas.

Unbelivable. Stephen as Henrik in A Little Night Music in Spokane circa Autumn 1977.

Thursday, September 24, 2009

September Songs 3

If, like me, you see autumn as one long, encroaching dusk, then there should be no surprise that today’s recommendations tend towards the wistful.


Hobeken NJ’s Yo La Tengo are the kind of critically adored alt-rockers who release album after album with little hope of radio play. Autumn Sweater should have done the trick, with its lolloping, baggy breakbeat & sweet, tender vocals.


The Kinks' Autumn Almanac, for all its apparent jolly pub-song style, evokes the humdrum & slightly sad outlook on daily English life as smartly as anything else, except maybe Penny Lane by The Beatles.


Abba's has somewhat obscured their talent for melancholy, but When All Is Said and Done is a deliciously bittersweet breakup song, full of regretful reflections: "When the summer's over & the dark clouds hide the sun/Neither you nor I'm to blame when all is said and done."

Wednesday, September 23, 2009

September Songs 2

Today is the first full day of Autumn & although it is 94 & sunny in Portland, I can still feel it & smell it in the morning. The inevitable meloncholy of Autumn is here. I am offering an unlikely pairing of song & singer, one of my very favorite tunes about Autumn- Les Feuilles Mortes with the striking vocals of Mr. Iggy Pop.

Tuesday, September 22, 2009

Everything's Coming Up Roses

I saw this on my blogger friend Stephen’s (who is also an actor/singer & a Stephen R. with a shaved head) Are You There, Blog? It’s Me, Stephen. The clip is very funny & very frightening at the same time. The kid is really talented & really gay. He reminds me of myself at that age, although Patti was still in high school then & I was doing Carol Channing in front of the bathroom mirror instead of a camera on my computer. Thank God there was not the technology, or I would have been doing all the great musical theatre icons to be broadcast around the world, I am sure.



During the summer of 2001, the Husband & I had a collective mid-life crisis/nervous breakdown pique & we decided to up & move to Portland. In September of 2001, I was regularly taking the train from Seattle to Portland. I would be met by our real estate agent- Celia & she would drive me around all day & look at houses & then I would take the train back to Seattle.

One evening after a long day of house looking, I was seated in Portland’s beautiful & historic Union Station, & I fell into a pleasant, if reserved, conversation with a smartly dressed & handsome lady in her late 60s. When the conversation turned to my being an actor, she told me about her grandson who was making his professional debut in Gypsy at Portland Center Stage. He was 11 years old & she said- “We just don’t know what to make of it. He will spend hours alone in his room playing CDs of Broadway shows. He seems to know every one of them. Sometimes he will improvise a costume & come downstairs & do a couple of numbers complete with choreography for the family & guests. He is really quite talented, but he shows no interest in sports or anything else. Just musicals. For hours. He doesn’t even want to sing in church anymore because they won’t do songs from Le Miz.. He is thrilled to be in the show; he has been doing this since he was 6. What do you make of that?” I turned to her with a sympathetic smile & said- “Grandmother, you are in for some real heartache. What you have is a little gay musical comedy queen for a grandson. Give him lots of love & plenty of applause & everything should be coming up roses.” She then scowled & removed herself from the conversation.

Monday, September 21, 2009

Emmy Awards Wrap Up




I don't actually care who won, because all I care about is Neil Patrick Harris. I am so in love with NPH. After seeing how he brilliantly handled the Tony Awards, I see no reason why he should not be handed the hosting of the Oscars. Cute, sexy, super talented- his opening musical number was amazing, including a long patter song list of the networks that I can't imagine anyone else being able to deliver. My favorite lyric: "Joan (Christina Hendricks) of "Mad Men" could "turn a gay man straight; oh, wait, there's Jon Hamm". I think NPH can do more for gay rights than any speech or any march on Washington DC. Who could resist this man?

I wanted the host to win for Best Supporting Actor, but Jon Cryer's acceptance speech was just what award shows need, less lists of "thank you"s & more "funny", as he jokes that he used to think shiny awards were a shallow measure of popularity, "but now I realize, they are the only true measure of a person's real worth as a human being."

I love Mad Men & 30 Rock, so I was happy with their unsurprising wins. It was weird to have the talented Toni Collette win over the always winning Tina Fey. I loved that tiny Kristin Chenoweth (a fave of the Husband & me) won for Pushing Daises, (which had been canceled). Chenoweth, fighting back tears, announced that she was unemployed "& I would like to be on Mad Men. I also like The Office and 24."
Adorable. But again, I am in love with Neil Patrick Harris. Have his people call my people, please
.

Sunday, September 20, 2009

New Music... Robbie Williams


Robbie Williams is another British artist, like Shirley Bassey & Dusty Springfield that are huge all over the world, but barely know in the USA. I don't get it. I have loved him since Take That. His album- Swing When You're Winning from 2001 is a favorite & still gets lots of play at my place. He has new album & this is the just released video:

When I Get Home This Evening...

I am going to need to unwind.

In A Very Unusual Way

I am quite enamored of the song- A Very Unusual Way. This song is not new, but it is new to me. It is from the 1982 musical Nine (not to be confused with 9, District 9 or Cloud 9…all playing in theatres now). Although I grew up as a fierce little musical theatre queen, I got off that jag in the 1980s around the time of Miss Saigon & Cats (now & forever). I have rarely returned to musicals since, although I loved the movie version of Chicago & Baz Luhrmann’s Moulin Rouge is a favorite. A Very Unusual Way has music & lyrics by Maury Yeston. I am really looking forward to the movie version of Nine. The trailer is jaw dropping amazing & what a cast! I don’t how this song with the haunting melody & obliquitous lyrics ever flew passed my listening radar. I heard it first on a Barbra Streisand concert that aired on TV this spring. Except for her Broadway albums in the 1990s, I had been off the Barbra thing since Stony End, but the concert was impressive & I can not get this song out of my head. It speaks to me in a personal & very unusual way.



In a very unusual way one time I needed you.
In a very unusual way you were my friend.
Maybe it lasted a day, maybe it lasted an hour.
But, somehow it will never end.


In a very unusual way I think I'm in love with you.
In a very unusual way I want to cry.
Something inside me goes week,
Something inside me surrenders.
& you're the reason why,
You're the reason why

You don't know what you do to me,
You don't have a clue.
You can't tell what its like to be me looking at you.
It scares me so, that I can hardly speak.

In a very unusual way, I owe what I am to you.
Though at times it appears I won't stay, I never go.
Special to me in my life,
Since the first day that I met you.
How could I ever forget you,
Once you had touched my soul?
In a very unusual way,
You've made me whole.

In a very unusual way Oh,
I owe what I am to you
What you have done for me.

Though at times it appears I won't stay, I never go.
Must always be there
Special to me in my life, Special to me,
Since the first day that I met you.
Since that first day.

How could I ever forget you
Once you had touched my soul?
In a very unusual way
You've made me whole.

What Have I Done To Deserve This?

Another life lesson learned. This day had long been planned out with a blueprint for a perfect day. The Husband & I were to have arrived in Seattle yesterday evening to have a dinner with our dear friends & Best Men at our wedding- Ken & Eiric at The Pink Door, one of Seattle’s coolest & most original dining experiences, of which the Husband & Eiric are alumni staff. Today we were going to have breakfast with my dear friend of 25+ years (I sang at her wedding)- LJSM, then the plan was to kick around our former home city before attending a concert by The Pet Shop Boys at the Moore Theatre. PSB have been major influence in my life & we have never seen them live. It would be amazingly fun to be back in Seattle, spend time with friends & I thought there was the groundwork for a possibly romantic evening after the concert (I mean what makes me hornier than the music of the PSB?).

Everything started to unravel on Friday evening when I was informed that my wonderful assistant manager-R was newly diagnosed with Shingles & was down for the count. He was not just in horrifying pain, but besides medication for the illness, he was on pain killers to get him through the agony. My 2nd & equally fine assistant manager was moving this weekend & I had witness her stress grow during the week as the weekend approached with truck rentals etc… I watched as my carefully laid plans started to slip away. I realized that the trip would have to be scrapped & that I would have to work a 14 hour day on Saturday & a 10 hour day on Sunday to keep the store running & doing what we do better than anybody in Portland. I was smothered in sadness at loosing what was as close to a 30th anniversary weekend as possible under the “new austerity program”. But, I had to man up & continue on my journey. I did have an inner dialogue about what song could best describe how I was feeling, because when I am dealing with melancholy…I like to wallow:


Saturday, September 19, 2009

Film Theory 101



I have posted before about my theory that mediocre Rom-Coms, no matter how awful the premise, can be worth catching on cable because of the ubiquitous yummy shirtless male actors. Slated for early 2010 release, The Back-Up Plan sounds just riddled with cliches: “A romantic comedy centered on a woman who conceives twins through artificial insemination, only to meet the man of her dreams on the very same day”. Even worse, it stars 11 time Oscar nominated actress & first lady of the American Theatre- Jennifer Lopez! But somehow I know when it is available “on demand” through the evil Comcast, I will be putting out my $3.95 because of Aussie actor- Alex O’Loughlin’s stunning acting chops.


New Music... Well, New To Me


She is not new, Imogen Heap has been around for more than a decade, but she is new to me. She has a name out of a Charles Dickens novel. Her sound is rock + ambient + electronica + pop. I think the song, which is brand new, is really terrific, but it is the beautiful & haunting video that really got me.

My Life Upon The Wicked Stage #1


I have shared with readers some little tid-bits & anecdotes from my life as a performer. I thought you might like to see a photo from my stage debut in The Littlest Faerie. I am told that I was mesmerising & very "real".

Saturday Birthday Roll Call

September 19th is the birthday of several people that I admire.




The all time greatest supermodel & the queen of MOD- Twiggy. She would later go on to sing & dance in films, on Broadway & the West End with real style & talent. She turns 60 today! Damn, I feel old.






80s pop star & hottie Rex Smith. I loved him wearing tight trousers in The Pirates of Penzance. Happy 54th, Rex. I hope you can stop by Post Apocalyptic Bohemia tonight. I have that special gift that I promised back in 1984.





Handsome & elegant leading man of stage & screen- Jeremy Irons. Favorite performances: Dead Ringers, M. Butterfly & Reversal Of Fortune. Wish him well as he turns 61 today.

Happy Birthday To My Boyhood Crush- David McCallum



Little 10 year old Stephen was glued to the TV set on Thursday nights. The Man From U.N.C.L.E was my favorite show, & although it had been developed as a vehicle for Robert Vaughn, little future gay boys & teenage girls were in the thrall of David McCallum as secret agent Illya Kuryakin. The Man from U.N.C.L.E. was broadcast 1964 -1968. It followed the exploits of two secret agents, played by Robert Vaughn & David McCallum, who work for a fictitious secret international law enforcement agency called U.N.C.L.E. (United Network Command for Law Enforcement). Their nemesis organization was THRUSH, an acronym for Technological Hierarchy for the Removal of Undesirables and the Subjugation of Humanity. James Bond creator Ian Fleming contributed to the show's creation. Fleming's TV concept had two characters: Napoleon Solo & April Dancer. ("Mr. Solo" was originally the name of a crime boss in Fleming's Goldfinger.) Robert Towne (Shampoo, Chinatown, Bonnie& Clyde) wrote scripts for the series, which was originally to have been titled Ian Fleming’s Solo. Solo was originally slated to be the "solo" star of the series, the only "Man". But a minor walk-on by a Russian agent named Illya Kuryakin caught fire with the fans, and the two were permanently paired. During the run of the show, another series- The Girl From U.N.C.L.E. was introduced with Stephanie Powers as April Dancer & Noel Harrison (son of Rex Harrison). It lasted 1 season.



David McCallum went on to other series as a regular & guest star. He has done films & theatre. When I had my young crush on him, I also bought his albums. Many TV stars put out pop albums during the 1960s & 1970s, but McCallum was actually a fine jazz musician. His father was Orchestra Leader (first chair violin) for the London Symphony Orchestra. The frequently sampled 1966 David McCallum/David Axelrod instrumental The Edge took me by surprise on re-listening recently. Really good stuff. The Edge is a favorite sample source for hip-hop beatmakers. The most famous tune that's sampled The Edge is Dr. Dre's infectious The Next Episode.




David McCallum was mighty fine fodder for young Stephen’s fantasies. I even had an IIya Kuryakin lunchbox. He continues to work in TV (NCIS & Law & Order, Sex & The City) & looks to me to be a fine looking gentleman in his 70s. Maybe I still have that crush.

Friday, September 18, 2009

Thursday, September 17, 2009

Musical 8 Ball... Just Ask A Question


The Husband & I will be marking our 30th (!) anniversary in a few weeks. I am trying to find a way to celebrate & make it a special day while still adhering to “the new austerity program”. For our 5th anniversary, friends in Seattle reserved space in front of the giant fireplace at the Sorrento Hotel. We had drinks & cake & then we were presented with a room for the night… very romantic. On our 10th, our very good friends/ landlords/neighbors-
Margo & Robert threw a party or us on our adjoining decks. They collected a large group of friends, neighbors & acquaintances to celebrate with drinks & food & a lovely speech by Margo. They then gave us a gift of a night at the beautiful Inn at Langley on Whidbey Island. We had champagne in the huge spa tub. Yummy. On the 15th we were in Venice as part of a 2 week stay in Italy… extra romantic. We rented an apartment for a week in NYC for our 20th. We spent the day walking around the city; we stood on the very top of the World Trade Center (not the observation deck, but the rooftop!) at sunset & watched all the buildings in mid-town turn pink, orange & red. After an amazing dinner at Boom! in SoHo, we taxied to the Upper East Side & saw Barbara Cook in her cabaret act at the St Regis. For our 25th anniversary, we went to one of our most favorite cities in the world- beautiful Vancouver BC, where we got married in the presence of our dear friends Ken & Eiric, on a rooftop with a view of skyline & then we drove to Seattle where our neighbors Paul & Cammi threw a big shindig with our friends & family who came from all over. It was a beautiful & very special day. But how do we mark our 30th?


I am afraid the readers will think this is nutty, but I have a little ritual all my own. When I get seated on the MAX train, I take out my Ipod & choose “shuffle”. I then close my eyes & I ask the mighty & powerful Ipod a question & the answer is the song that comes up when I push play. It is sort of a musical 8ball. It is often uncanny. I recently asked it about my money woes & the song was Cyndi Lauper doing Money Changes Everything. I'm not kidding. On Tuesday I did the ritual asking the question- “what can I do to make the anniversary special?”. The song/answer that came up was Dean Martin doing That’s Amore. What could that possibly mean?

RIP...Mary Travers


1936-2009

Her voice made me cry, even as a child, or especially as a child.






"Take your place on The Great Mandala
As it moves through your brief moment of time.
Win or lose now you must choose now
& if you lose you're only losing your life. "

Born On This Day- September 17th... Aussie- Baz Luhrmann


Actor, writer, designer, & director of stage & screen, Baz Luhrmann is responsible for bringing the Husband & I incredible delight. We are huge fans of all of his films. Strictly Ballroom is in my top 5 all time favorite films & we have watched it umpteen times. His "Red Curtain" Films: Strictly Ballroom, Romeo + Juliet, & Moulin Rouge are original & thrilling entertainment. Last year's Australia was very underrated & because of mediocre reviews, we waited to see it on DVD & missed the chance to see a sweaty & shirtless Hugh Jackman douse himself with water on the big screen. He celebrates his 47th birthday today.

Born On This Day- September 17th... Director Bryan Singer




Square jawed, boyish & handsome, Bryan Singer’s movies have homoerotic moments, homo-friendly subtexts, & he has a really serious thing for uniforms & hot young men. Singer was adopted, & was an only child of a Jewish couple in a mostly Catholic neighborhood in New Jersey. He was very affected by his parents divorce when he was 12, but remained close to both his mother & father, whom he often casts in small roles in his films. Growing up gay, Bryan Singer has said that he has felt like an outsider as he grew up & that awareness has made him a better filmmaker. After several short films & a little seen first feature, his first major studio release was The Usual Suspects, which received universal good reviews & was popular at the box office. It won Oscars for best screenplay & best supporting actor for Kevin Spacey. The next film was Apt Pupil with Sir Ian McKellen with whom he became friends & a frequent collaborator, using him in the extremely popular X-Men films, in which all kinds of minority moviegoers saw an allegory about themselves. He is also executive producer Dirty, Sexy Money, which features a trans-sexual as a major character, played by trans-sexual Candis Cayne & of the smash hit TV show House. Upcoming projects include a Battlestar Galactia feature & a film of Augusten Burroughs’ Sellavision. He turns 44 today.
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