Hey Gang,
Just got back from a smashing trip to New York City where I cavorted with such notable cohorts as Caleb Orion (the Caleb formerly known as O Jacobs Smith), Ayelet Arbuckle, and Jake Falascini (I know I misspelled that). Caleb is getting by as a band manager/real estate man/waiter in the East Village. Ayelet is interning at Symphony Space having just wrapped up a Steven Sondheim Showcase that lasted for twelve whole hours. Angela Landsbury was there! She is also still applying creams to little old lady faces for Clinique. And I am pleased to report that good ole Jake is working as a paralegal in none other than Elliot Spitzer's office, the corporate crook investigating NY Attorney General/gubernatorial candidate/future Dem presidential candidate. Jake and I met at a Chinese Transvestite bar on 1st Ave and 2nd Street called Lucky Cheng's where he explained to me his work to bring down the fraudsters at AIG, which I think stands for American Ignorant Greedbags...Caleb and I hung out until the wee hours a couple different nites shooting pool, as you may have guessed. Jeff Goldblum was very tall and altogeather mediocre in his performance of Pillowman, a very macabre black comedy about children's writers and vicious murders. Billy Crudup was wonderfully neurotic and high energy. Overall, a decent show. But it paled in comparison to the Ladysmith Black Mambazo concernt I caught at Town Hall. You all remember this South African a cappella group from Paul Simon's brilliant Graceland album. I think they even came to Reed a few years back. Anyhow, they were wonderfully playful and lighthearted, entertaining the crowd with antics and funny dances and glottal clicking. They performed "Homeless" from the Simon album and the little hairs on my neck stood up.
"Somebody say ih hih ih hih ih
Somebody sing hello, hello, hello
Somebody say ih hih ih hih ih
Somebody cry why, why, why?
Somebody say ih hih ih hih ih"
I will be sure to post some photos once I get em from the old man, who has had it up to here with steriod scandals and the grandstanding of Congress. And Bobby Bonilla now works in the Player's Association office, although he wasn't there when I visited. Don Fehr was , though, and boy is he a prick!!!
hope hetch hetchy was everything you hoped it would be jesse....and I had no idea that their was spinoff of The Office...I agree with lovejoy in that reruns of that sort unequivocally suck....can't americans think up anything on thier own other than ways to disparage the legacy of FDR....I'll have to check it out if can pry myself away from the Iron Chef....you'll never fucking guess what those guys did with mung beans last night....holy shit!!!!
