Nearest Krystal, 135 miles. I like 'em, but not that much.
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Get off my LAWN! "Grumpy Old Farts"
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How did I miss this??? Got to hunt it down and watch...
The Stones had a real zipper on the cover of Sticky Fingers. Later it was issued as a photograph.
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I like that level of honesty in photography. Some of those are stunning.
Generally, I abhor celebrity culture. I don't watch much television and hardly ever watch movies. My pop-culture vocabulary is extremely stunted because of this, but I don't care. It's the weirdest thing. I have had friends who seem to define themselves by which celebrities they've met and spent time with, and other friends whose idea of conversation is quoting famous lines from movies I've never seen. I just don't care about any of that. But these honest looks at real faces are refreshing.
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I can't comprehend how people admire and strive to emulate someone who is talented at pretending to be someone/something they aren't.
I had some early run-ins with people who were living under the cloud of extreme celebrity. It's a rarified world that can really mess with people's lives. One of my friends during my teenage years had an uber famous parent and living in that shadow really screwed with his head. He never wanted anyone to know he was who he was but it was impossible for him to go through life with any assurance he was being loved and cared for by others simply for who he was and not because he was the child of so-and-so.
Many years after we lost touch he committed suicide. I don't know if that experience alone made me bitter about the power of celebrity or if there is more to it than that. I have other stories about people I've met who were powerful in the music business, but pretty much all of that just made me bitter and old before my time.
Yeah, I'm a lot of fun at parties, too
With their heads in the clouds, they like to tell others how to live. I can't imagine why anyone would listen to them but unfortunately, many do.
Taylor Swift springs to mind.
I was in the NY hardcore scene in the early-mid 80s. I watched fame and (not much) fortune change people who were previously genuine. In other words they became full of crap. Or maybe they were all along and pretending well. I drifted away from those guys.
A couple of years ago I was recruited to play in a band with three guys who had all moved back to my area after spending decades in LA in different bands, trying to make it big. They were all from here originally, all had moved there in the 70's or 80's and met there, and then came back here later.
It was one of the most bizarre experiences of my life and I've concluded that living there just makes people weird.
One guy in particular was all about name dropping and making sure everyone within earshot knew about all the famous people he was friends with and all the big clubs he'd played. The most humble of the three, who I'm still friends with, actually had a lot more bona fide stuff on his resume, but didn't like talking about it much.
The braggart was such an insufferable narcissist who, I found out later, was contacting people behind my back after that band imploded to warn them about some imagined "bad experiences" he'd had with me as a player. The only thing I ever did to that guy was learn his repertoire, but because I wasn't in the room when he had his tantrum and took his ball to go home, he assumed I was in on whatever it was that caused the tantrum in the first place. A real piece of work, that guy. I found out about this only when he contacted one of my best friends with that crap story.
So yeah, none of that stuff impresses me, and the people I've known since then with similar backgrounds have proven to be just as off-kilter and prone to destructive delusion and fantasy. Best to steer clear.
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I've been fortunate to meet and talk with a number of jazz guys the school had at the jazz camps and jazz festivals. With very few exceptions they have been regular folks anyone could talk to. Bobby Shew, Tim Ries, and Tom "Bones" Malone were like talking to your neighbor. Great guys.
Are you impressed?
If you are nice, I'll let you stand next to me. 
Are you impressed?
If you are nice, I'll let you stand next to me. You know, when I worked at the music store back east I met a lot of successful folks who were in the business; often producers and others who might have started out as performers but found a better calling on the other side of the console. Almost to a person, those who really rose to a good level of success were some of the nicest people you'd ever want to meet. I'm not saying they don't exist, they do. But the LA cats were still weirdI've been fortunate to meet and talk with a number of jazz guys the school had at the jazz camps and jazz festivals. With very few exceptions they have been regular folks anyone could talk to. Bobby Shew, Tim Ries, and Tom "Bones" Malone were like talking to your neighbor. Great guys.
Are you impressed?
How do you know that?
When I was younger I was just a GF, now that I'm older I proudly added the O to that title. 
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Wholly inured to celebrity, owing to a simple twist of fate. It's not name-dropping, it was just my world. And I wonder about that sometimes. My last two guardian angels quit and are in therapy.
When I was younger I was just a GF, now that I'm older I proudly added the O to that title.
Me, too. Wasted time being PO'd at nothing in particular. It's weird - I deal with big problems and seldom get bent out of shape but many times small things really grind my gears*.
* taken from a Family Guy episode.
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