Hello, and welcome to your Monday. I realize you're probably reading this on Tuesday, but that's close enough considering the extended weekend. I hope your holiday was a pleasant one, and you're not blowing things too far out of proportion with the whole "I can't believe the weekend is over already!" sadness. No need to beat yourself up and be depressed that you have to go back to work, and over-romanticize the fact that you spent one extra day grilling stuff and drinking cheap beer. These summer holidays are fun, yes, but don't let your mindset get bogged down by waiting for the occasional day off. It just makes the majority of your life a waste of time. And your friends will still be your friends even if you have to go to work. Buck up, little soldier, and make the most of your day today. It's where you are right now, isn't it?
Do you live in Chicago? Do you ever go to Chicago? "Wicked" is opening at the Ford Center For The Performing Arts for an indefinite run, which will hopefully mean a year or two. You must must must see it. A "Broadway" tour is playing at first, with Carol Kane; and after that company leaves, a permanent cast moves in with Ana Gasteyer playing the part of the Witch. Saturday Night Live, be gone! If you're not familiar with the show, be prepared; the music is insanely difficult to sing. But I bet she'll be able to do it. FYI: There is a reduced-price tickets booth in the Loop, just like the TKTS booth in New York. Except there aren't any lines, because no one knows about it. Go there, buy tickets, see very good plays. Chicago theather is just as good as New York, often times better. Weird, huh? But true.
So this cool set of video clips is on MSN, sponsored by ifilm. Really brilliant. Here's the link:
When you have a chance, there are several on here that are must-sees. For instance:
- Ben Folds is back, and he's not with his "5" anymore. I recently saw him perform at the Austin City Limits program taped for PBS, and he was amazing...cute as a button, his songs are so oddly sophisticated, and for some reason you don't really care that he can't sing all that well. The music he makes kinda transcends it, like how Carly Simon didn't have a very good voice but the emotional depth of her songs was so sexy. If Ben Folds would sing about something other than abortion or breaking up with his girlfriend, he'd have a huge gay following. Whatever, I adore him.
- After spending many days in rehab for a painkiller addiction (worse than heroin, if you've ever known someone fighting their way through that messy situation) Kelly Osbourne totally reinvented her sound and image, and her new song is a big hit. Actually, she didn't reinvent herself, as much as Linda Perry fixed her, acting as producer for this second album of Miss Kelly's. Perry is the songwriter/producer who engineered Pink's transformation from a wannabe-R&B diva into a legitimate pop-rock superstar; now she has morphed Kelly Osbourne from a horrid wannabe-ska thrasher into an electroclash/disco diva with legitimately fun songs. Her video is totally weird. I get the impression "weird" is all she knows, anyway. And I totally dig it.
- The first clip, about the sportscaster (which plays immediately when you open the page) isn't funny in the slightest. It's just a few minutes of this guy embarrassing himself, and it's not funny at all. It made me uncomfortable...as did the clips of the poor weatherman, which is lower on the screen. Don't bother.
- The second clip, "Genesis and Catastrophe," is pretty heavy and gross; the bodybuilder dancing is funny. The Paris Hilton thing is boring unless you want to stare at her boobies.
So happy watching to you. I'm off to bed. This post is so peppy and happy! It's grossing me out a little to read it again. Sorry for the optimism. Have you ever been out on a date with someone who was so truly beautiful you just had to stare? It's amazing how Mother Nature puts people together sometimes. If I close my eyes, I can picture exactly what his face looks like, down to the tiny little scar on his cheek, and the way the light bounces off the top of his cheekbones to make them look a little shiny, and the wave of curls at the front of his hairline just slightly to his left of center. Damn.
In any case, all that staring wore me out. Hugs. Thanks for reading.