::sigh:: This is what happens when you take an unexpected and unwanted hiatus. Quite literally, everything happens. Work has got me running crazy and made me slightly insomniatic, but considering the end of October is in my sights, it may end up easing up a bit...and by a bit, I mean my job may end up ending entirely. Which I suppose is good for my blogging career, but not so great income-wise. I digress, however. Keep your fingers crossed and me in your thoughts -- the next few weeks will be make-or-break, and I really hope will lead to good things.
As for what's been up since my last post...
+ I spent my two days off throwing myself at my two favorite tourist attraction options here in New York City: talk show tapings and Broadway. I indulged myself with friends, attending the Wednesday (the 21st) taping of "The View" (which featured Glenn Close and two fellas from that new show "Modern Family") as guests, and this past Friday's show of "The Wendy Williams" program, whose main attraction featured a performance by Mario. I'm not really much of a fan of his beyond "Let Me Love You", but however, after meeting him in person, I'm here to tell you he's much more than an Usher-wannabe that I sort of pegged him as (although, his ears are really rather large...). He was very sweet, and since the taping was not live, he spent his downtime in between the two takes of his one performance interacting with the audience. I was in the front row, and he came over to me and I mentioned how I liked "Love You", and he smiled and sang a little bit of the chorus while holding my hand. I have to admit it made me swoon a little bit, and then I was back to my senses. Even though I could care less about that "Break Up" song, he gained some of my respect that day...
+ As for my foray in to the Great White Way, we went and saw Oleanna, an intermission-less drama starring Bill Pullman and Julia Stiles. I must admit, I was more than a little disappointed, and completely bewildered by most of the production, but it was worth admission to see Ms. Stiles up close. While waiting to get in to the theatre, my dear friend and I saw Marcia Gay Harden and James Gandolfini (of the show Gods of Carnage) and Hugh Jackman (of A Steady Rain) walking in through the cast door, as both of the shows are housed in theatres adjacent to that of Oleanna's. I didn't score any pictures or autographs, but I am here to tell you that Mr. Jackman didn't get that "Sexiest Man Alive" title for nothing. Just saying.
+ To punctuate how ridiculously busy my two days off were, I also attended the Paramore concert at the Hammerstein Ballroom this past Wednesday, a part of their 'brand new eyes' tour in support of their new album of the same name. The show was opened by Fueled By Ramen labelmate The Swellers and friends Paper Route, both of which were enjoyable in their own way. I would have enjoyed Paper Route more, but their bass was far too loud, and considering I was on the floor level, the body-shuddering rumble was a bit much to handle.
When Paramore finally came on stage after a series of issues with their backdrop curtain and various mic tests, the crowd intensity was phenomenal, and completely unlike anything I've experienced since my *NSYNC days of yore. The screaming was fever pitch, and the pushing was just more than I could take. Considering everyone was around my height (around 5' to 5'4), the air became stale quickly, and the constant and careless pushing of tweenage girls by you to get air by the side grate got old almost instantly. By the time Paramore got to their fourth song, my friends and I had decided we were too old for this ridiculousness, and pushed back several feet so we could have some free and lusious oxygen.
Other than that, the concert was very enjoyable. "That What's You Get" included some guitar wailing by Mr. Kirk Hammett, formerly of Metallica glory. Paramore frontwoman Hayley Williams sounded incredible, despite her much touted voice issues over the past few weeks (which has resulted in MTV alleging their tour is "cursed" -- silly them). I was particularly struck during their performance of my favorite track from brand new eyes, "Looking Up". All of Paramore are clearly natural-born performers and put on a great show. If they come to your town, you should definitely make the trek. My only complaint was my overall favorite Paramore song, "CrushCrushCrush" (or as I like to affectionately refer to it: "Crush 3X"), came and went with little fanfare and a fairly strange and foriegn-sounding arrangement that is much sharper and brighter than the album cut. Weird. ::shrugs::
+ And finally, my interview conducted with the lovely Pop+Nation and the incredible (and criminally underrepresented on Melismatic) Monet Monico is now available for your reading pleasure here. I think you'll find her highly enjoyable. A post more detailed with musical ramblings will go live soon. But in the case that I disappear from the blog for more than a few days again (and yes, I know it will happen), keep an eye to my Twitter.
As for what's been up since my last post...
+ I spent my two days off throwing myself at my two favorite tourist attraction options here in New York City: talk show tapings and Broadway. I indulged myself with friends, attending the Wednesday (the 21st) taping of "The View" (which featured Glenn Close and two fellas from that new show "Modern Family") as guests, and this past Friday's show of "The Wendy Williams" program, whose main attraction featured a performance by Mario. I'm not really much of a fan of his beyond "Let Me Love You", but however, after meeting him in person, I'm here to tell you he's much more than an Usher-wannabe that I sort of pegged him as (although, his ears are really rather large...). He was very sweet, and since the taping was not live, he spent his downtime in between the two takes of his one performance interacting with the audience. I was in the front row, and he came over to me and I mentioned how I liked "Love You", and he smiled and sang a little bit of the chorus while holding my hand. I have to admit it made me swoon a little bit, and then I was back to my senses. Even though I could care less about that "Break Up" song, he gained some of my respect that day...
+ As for my foray in to the Great White Way, we went and saw Oleanna, an intermission-less drama starring Bill Pullman and Julia Stiles. I must admit, I was more than a little disappointed, and completely bewildered by most of the production, but it was worth admission to see Ms. Stiles up close. While waiting to get in to the theatre, my dear friend and I saw Marcia Gay Harden and James Gandolfini (of the show Gods of Carnage) and Hugh Jackman (of A Steady Rain) walking in through the cast door, as both of the shows are housed in theatres adjacent to that of Oleanna's. I didn't score any pictures or autographs, but I am here to tell you that Mr. Jackman didn't get that "Sexiest Man Alive" title for nothing. Just saying.
+ To punctuate how ridiculously busy my two days off were, I also attended the Paramore concert at the Hammerstein Ballroom this past Wednesday, a part of their 'brand new eyes' tour in support of their new album of the same name. The show was opened by Fueled By Ramen labelmate The Swellers and friends Paper Route, both of which were enjoyable in their own way. I would have enjoyed Paper Route more, but their bass was far too loud, and considering I was on the floor level, the body-shuddering rumble was a bit much to handle.
When Paramore finally came on stage after a series of issues with their backdrop curtain and various mic tests, the crowd intensity was phenomenal, and completely unlike anything I've experienced since my *NSYNC days of yore. The screaming was fever pitch, and the pushing was just more than I could take. Considering everyone was around my height (around 5' to 5'4), the air became stale quickly, and the constant and careless pushing of tweenage girls by you to get air by the side grate got old almost instantly. By the time Paramore got to their fourth song, my friends and I had decided we were too old for this ridiculousness, and pushed back several feet so we could have some free and lusious oxygen.
Other than that, the concert was very enjoyable. "That What's You Get" included some guitar wailing by Mr. Kirk Hammett, formerly of Metallica glory. Paramore frontwoman Hayley Williams sounded incredible, despite her much touted voice issues over the past few weeks (which has resulted in MTV alleging their tour is "cursed" -- silly them). I was particularly struck during their performance of my favorite track from brand new eyes, "Looking Up". All of Paramore are clearly natural-born performers and put on a great show. If they come to your town, you should definitely make the trek. My only complaint was my overall favorite Paramore song, "CrushCrushCrush" (or as I like to affectionately refer to it: "Crush 3X"), came and went with little fanfare and a fairly strange and foriegn-sounding arrangement that is much sharper and brighter than the album cut. Weird. ::shrugs::
+ And finally, my interview conducted with the lovely Pop+Nation and the incredible (and criminally underrepresented on Melismatic) Monet Monico is now available for your reading pleasure here. I think you'll find her highly enjoyable. A post more detailed with musical ramblings will go live soon. But in the case that I disappear from the blog for more than a few days again (and yes, I know it will happen), keep an eye to my Twitter.
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my life is so boring compared to yours!!
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