Posted on May 3, 2002 at 12:38 pm | No Comments
Web-Slinging and Web-Crashing…
How big is the Spider-Man movie going to be? Well, judging by the fact that the ticket ordering site at Fandango.com has been down for hours, I’m betting it’ll be a record-breaker. The advance sales for this weekend seemed to have crashed ’em hard. (and yes, I know… there’s a wild one loose in the theater…rah!… die promo die!). Glad I got my tix last night. đ
Also on the Comic-Book Movie Tip…
OOoooooOO… I’m geeking out. Go here now, and watch the new Hulk teaser. Eric Bana was great in Black Hawk Down, and I just rented Chopper for further proof of his acting, uh, chops. Ang Lee is one of my favorite directors. I mean… Ice Storm? Crouching Tiger? Sense and Sensibility? Eat Drink Man Woman? The man can jump between genres at will and pull off a masterpiece. Jennifer Connelly? Hello! Just give us a Ferrigno cameo, and you’ve got gold.
the Week o’ Nostalgia Continues…
Two years ago we meet at the Abbey Lounge. A gathering of Throwing Muses and Kristin Hersh fans on the day before a magical reunion show. One year later, we’re married, throwing a full-on rock and roll reception at Lilli’s (now 608) on Somerville Ave. (At one point there was even a chance Kristin would play the reception, but scheduling kept her away).
Flash forward another year to now. 2002. Two nights ago we hit the Abbey Lounge for a show. Who was there? Our friend John, who gave me his extra Elliott Smith ticket 2 years ago, on the night I realized she was the one. Last night we head to 608 for yet another show. Who was playing? Well, Kristin Hersh of course. Joining us was Hollis, without whom I probably wouldn’t have met Amie in the first place. One more week until our wedding anniversary. This is all just too cool to capture.
Posted on May 2, 2002 at 8:11 am | No Comments
My morning walk to work from the Dartmouth parking garage, to the Back Bay T-Station Dunkin Donuts coffee line, through the Southwest Corridor park, on to Huntington Ave, and up 3 floors to my desk, takes exactly the same amount of time as the first 4 songs on the Pixies‘ Doolittle album. This is a good thing, ‘cuz I hate ‘Here Comes Your Man’.
Back to the Shabby…
Had an excellent time at the first night of the Handstand Command’s 2nd Anniversary Residency at the Abbey Lounge last night… got to hang with some friends, watched the celtics lose in between sets by some good bands, including the debut of the Mary Reillys, a pop-trio that includes our pal Keira (see yesterday’s post). She’s back there on the drums…
Not that you can really see her, but… go Keira! I don’t think I’ve ever smiled as much behind the kit in my entire drumming career as Keira did during her set last night. Heaven forbid I look like I’m enjoying myself up there!
The Abbey holds a special place in the history of Amie n’ me, as it’s the very place we met for the first time, two years ago Sunday, at the pre-Gut Pageant gathering. Thank you, fate.
Get Your Art On…
I was reminded last night that the 4th Annual Somerville Open Studios is this weekend, and you’d all be wise to check out map stop #18, where John Cahill and the Dan Moynihan will have their work on display.
Power to the TV-Watchin’ People…
Proof that viewer feedback really works: On Monday, the WB56 aired a new episode of Angel, an excellent show that has actually overshadowed Buffy this year, in my mind. During the final seconds, the station cut to a promo, hacking off a moment that the entire season has been building towards. One hell of a cliffhanger got clipped, and the viewing public let the WB know, in spades. Two days, and over 100 email complaints later, and the WB posted the final two minutes of the broadcast, along with the missing preview for next week, on their site. Yeah, it’s just a TV show, but it’s a damn good one. Kudos to the WB for listening and acting.