Over at Modern Fabulousity, the handicapping of the upcoming Tony Award nominations continues apace, now tackling the prized competition of Best Musical and Best Revival of a Musical. So? Betting odds on original musical favor Passing Strange and In The Heights, while revival is between Gypsy, South Pacific and Sunday in the Park with George.
(Just asking: is there some sort of equivalent of the NCAA bracket for this Tony Award thing? Can someone get on that? What exactly is a bracket?)
In his role as “critical shopper” for the New York Times, Ephemerist fave Mike Albo visits “antipreneuer”scent salon Le Labo and comes away smelling, well, not “like a cupcake.”
This weekend, while George Bush is under anesthesia for a routine colonoscopy (meaning something other than his head will be shoved up his ass), Dark Lord Cheney will serve as acting president for three hours. But really, how much damage can do in that scant amount of time? Actually, on second thought…Iran, it’s been nice knowing you.
There is some light in our dark world– The State is being released on DVD. A five disc box set with commentary and never-been-aired sketches. Huzzah!
Tammy Faye Messner appeared on “Larry King” this week, talking about her fight with inoperable cancer, her work and her family. She’s down (actually up, as she says) to a mere 65 lbs, and seems to have held on by the power of her indominitable spirit alone. From her PTL days to her talk show to her stint on VH1’s “The Surreal Life,” she realized it wasn’t medium, it’s was the message. A message she’s always delivered with grace, compassion and a sense of humor. And her mascara. It’s disturbing to see her so ill, but inspiring that she can still be so strong facing mortality. Read the transcript here. You might want a tissue handy.
Oh, and, I got tagged by my sister (the inimitable High Steppin’ Cha Cha Lopez) with one of these internet meme things, so I’m supposed to divulge “8 Little Known Facts About Me.” Now, seeing as my core audience (hi you two!) know about all there is to know, I’m a bit stymied. My wan attempt, after the jump.
Since I’m going to be incommunicado for a bit due to vacation, I thought I’d leave you loyal readers (all one of you) with some distractions in my absence.
First, a week or so ago I went to Upstairs at the Square at Barnes & Noble to see Tales of the City author Armistead Maupin read from his new book Michael Tolliver Lives. Set in modern day San Fran, and narrated by Michael “Mouse” Tolliver, it’s supposedly not a sequel to the Tales series, but thankfully it kinda is. If your curious about how Mary Ann, Brian, and Mrs. Madrigal are faring in the twenty-first century, do pick it up. You can watch the interview here. Also on the bill was the band Elk City, who I’m now totally over the moon for. Watch the video for their song “Cherries in the Snow” below.
The video for “Rules and Regulations,” the second single off Rufus Wainwright’s Album Release the Stars is out. I love me some Rufus, always have, but sometimes I hate reading interviews with him. I love how he often claims that if “I had been more ‘mysterious’ about my own sexuality and played it a little more ambiguous, I probably would have sold more records and had more supporters, and sometimes I do bemoan the fact that I didn’t go that route.” Oh, honey! Helen Keller would’ve known you’re gay. Astronauts in space can see you’re gay. Maybe if you were singing in the 50’s or 60’s you could have kept it closeted, but now? Come on. Still, gorgeous songs.
Recently finished reading filmmaker/performance artist/writer Miranda July’s debut collection of short stories No One Belongs Here More Than You. While camps are divided over her film Me and You and Everyone We Know, her prose is engaging. Quirky characters and odd situations are the norm, yet the stories are affecting. Not necessarily beach reading, but worth a glance. Especially since I’ve been slogging through Ben Greenman’s A Circle Is a Balloon and a Compass Both, and haven’t found it nearly as engaging.
The White Stripes recently visited Conan to promote their new album Icky Thump. I totally have a hot nut for Jack White, though I must say I’m pleased he shaved his icky mustache and went back to a more classic WS look. Watch Jack, amongst the audience, singing “Effect and Cause.”
Wow, so, as I reread this before publishing, it makes me sound like one of those bloggers who’s all “OMG! This is the shizz! Holla! Werk!” So sorry bout that. I promise that I’ll return from the beach, sunburned and liver-pickled, with more of my usual inanity.
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