yeah --- i just told my daughter i'd help her paint her new home (interior) so i'll be using that brush with as much greatness i can bring to the task!
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- Oct 7, 2000
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Johnny Depp was star struck by me! It’s a true story, I have witnesses, but I don’t feel like telling the story again 
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This ones batter....
My wife is a midwife who does home births. Before the Movie Mother was made Jennifer Lawrence asked permission to accompany her at a birth. My wife spent about 5 hours with her while doing what she does, and it didn’t phase her a single bit. She said Jennifer was nice, quiet except for a handful of questions. and very respectful. I asked her if she felt anxiety or star struckness or anything at all, and she said she had much more important things to be concerned with. My wife is very odd like that, but it’s one of the things I love about her.
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My wife is a midwife who does home births. Before the Movie Mother was made Jennifer Lawrence asked permission to accompany her at a birth. My wife spent about 5 hours with her while doing what she does, and it didn’t phase her a single bit. She said Jennifer was nice, quiet except for a handful of questions. and very respectful. I asked her if she felt anxiety or star struckness or anything at all, and she said she had much more important things to be concerned with. My wife is very odd like that, but it’s one of the things I love about her.
Had a small drum shop outside of El Lay ~20 years ago. We were beginning to market a pneumatic drum tuning system (another story) and needed a couple endorsers. We ran an ad in the Recycler and a kid from the next town over called to see if he qualified. He came over, we talked and he brought his kit over a couple days later so I could install it and do some misc. on his drums. Our 2 year old sat outside the garage and played with one of his drums while we worked, talked and ate tacos. It was Travis Barker. Jerry O'Neill from Voodoo Glow Skulls was in our shop a few times getting his kit worked on as well. Both nice guys. Too bad about the tuning system though. We found out we'd invented something for which there was no appreciable market...at the time at least.
I sat beside Goldie Hawn and Kurt Russel and family at a Toronto Maple Leaf's game. None of their feet touched the ground once they sat down!
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I sat a table at the Golden Globes with James Earl Jones. He was very jolly and ate more than one guest's desert for them.
Not really much dialogue I can remember, as these award shows are also productions -- you're there making a show.
At one point in the evening, I was at the bar in the back of the hall, and saw Kyle MacLachlan having a stiff drink in his tux.
We nodded, then looked away.
I heard the TV announcer say Kyle was presenting the next award. I turned to see him at the far end of the hall, where he came out on stage.
He'd been having a quick shot of courage beside me 90 seconds earlier!
Not really much dialogue I can remember, as these award shows are also productions -- you're there making a show.
At one point in the evening, I was at the bar in the back of the hall, and saw Kyle MacLachlan having a stiff drink in his tux.
We nodded, then looked away.
I heard the TV announcer say Kyle was presenting the next award. I turned to see him at the far end of the hall, where he came out on stage.
He'd been having a quick shot of courage beside me 90 seconds earlier!
I'm not one who gets star struck so I don't know how interesting this is...
I was coming out of the mens room at a club on Long Island, NY called My Father's Place when I bumped into Roy Buchanan who was the act we were there to see. If I remember correctly this extremely interesting and stimulating conversation ensued:
Me: "Hi, Roy."
RB: "Hi."
I was coming out of the mens room at a club on Long Island, NY called My Father's Place when I bumped into Roy Buchanan who was the act we were there to see. If I remember correctly this extremely interesting and stimulating conversation ensued:
Me: "Hi, Roy."
RB: "Hi."
I grew up in LA, played Hwd clubs as a kid including the Teen Fair at the Palladium in the 60's. The Doors played a set with a highly self aware Jim
Morrison who couldn't quite face the audience. Like Van Morrison, he was so nervous in front of an audience.
True, you ran into celebrities everywhere, like a slovenly Vincent Price in a discount store Hwd parking lot, or Arnold Swartzenegger before he was famous in a Santa Monica bungalow, etc. Headed to an audition in the 70's, we picked up a hitchhiker on Santa Monica Blvd, Mickey Dolenz, who helped us load in.
In the 90's went to an exclusive showing, Oscar qualifying movie at Century city. Goldy Hawn and Kurt Russel arrived just before the house went dark. Apologized for seating so late. After the screening, women went to the bathroom so Kurt and I shot the shite for 10 minutes about growing up in LA, Disney projects he had been in, fav places to go. Nice folks.
Here in Portland seems like a million miles away in another lifetime..
Morrison who couldn't quite face the audience. Like Van Morrison, he was so nervous in front of an audience.
True, you ran into celebrities everywhere, like a slovenly Vincent Price in a discount store Hwd parking lot, or Arnold Swartzenegger before he was famous in a Santa Monica bungalow, etc. Headed to an audition in the 70's, we picked up a hitchhiker on Santa Monica Blvd, Mickey Dolenz, who helped us load in.
In the 90's went to an exclusive showing, Oscar qualifying movie at Century city. Goldy Hawn and Kurt Russel arrived just before the house went dark. Apologized for seating so late. After the screening, women went to the bathroom so Kurt and I shot the shite for 10 minutes about growing up in LA, Disney projects he had been in, fav places to go. Nice folks.
Here in Portland seems like a million miles away in another lifetime..
Middle 1980's when I was fronting a regionally successful act I had a young black kid follow us around begging me to let him sing. I'll just say I was less than polite to the boy. Now I sell construction materials and he sells lots of records. Kids name was Darius Rucker.
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I’ve had a few, but my favorite ever was meeting and getting to hang out for a little while with Joe Strummer.
Was mid/late 90’s, and my band at the Time was punk rock, but musical & pushing the boundaries of punk (not 3 chord, 1/16 note, simple music, and not part of the newly popular “pop punk”) and very political.
Thus, The Clash was our favorite band - pushed boundaries and Strummer had a way with words I admire to this day.
Either way, JS & the Mescaleros were playing Roseland Ballroom in NYC. We enjoyed the show, then decided to check around back afterwards. We weren’t the only ones, when we got back there there was a small crowd waiting by the backdoor. While waiting, we snuck one of our albums into an open window on the tour bus, not knowing if we’d actually meet anyone. (I always wonder who found it! Ha!)
Eventually Strummer came out and was bum rushed by all these people, mostly middle aged men with handfuls of Clash/Mescalero paraphernalia. He was very cool & patient, and signed all of their crap, from playing cards to posters to albums... some guys trying to get 5 different things signed. The 3 of us just hung back, and he eventually he saw us standing back, and kind of gave a nod. Once the last guy was done getting his stack of crap signed we approached, wanting nothing but to thank him for his music & message and to shake his hand. He was such a cool, nice guy, and seemed to appreciate we weren’t just trying to get things signed to go sell. We ended up talking with him about a variety of topics for at least 15 minutes, actually got to hand him our album to check out, he introduced us to his wife, and put us on the guest list for the next nights show in Philly.
Such a honor to meet someone I looked up to, and so much more meaningful having an actual conversation than having his name scrawled on a piece of paper.
The world lost a true talent way too early, and I’m so grateful I got to meet him.
Was mid/late 90’s, and my band at the Time was punk rock, but musical & pushing the boundaries of punk (not 3 chord, 1/16 note, simple music, and not part of the newly popular “pop punk”) and very political.
Thus, The Clash was our favorite band - pushed boundaries and Strummer had a way with words I admire to this day.
Either way, JS & the Mescaleros were playing Roseland Ballroom in NYC. We enjoyed the show, then decided to check around back afterwards. We weren’t the only ones, when we got back there there was a small crowd waiting by the backdoor. While waiting, we snuck one of our albums into an open window on the tour bus, not knowing if we’d actually meet anyone. (I always wonder who found it! Ha!)
Eventually Strummer came out and was bum rushed by all these people, mostly middle aged men with handfuls of Clash/Mescalero paraphernalia. He was very cool & patient, and signed all of their crap, from playing cards to posters to albums... some guys trying to get 5 different things signed. The 3 of us just hung back, and he eventually he saw us standing back, and kind of gave a nod. Once the last guy was done getting his stack of crap signed we approached, wanting nothing but to thank him for his music & message and to shake his hand. He was such a cool, nice guy, and seemed to appreciate we weren’t just trying to get things signed to go sell. We ended up talking with him about a variety of topics for at least 15 minutes, actually got to hand him our album to check out, he introduced us to his wife, and put us on the guest list for the next nights show in Philly.
Such a honor to meet someone I looked up to, and so much more meaningful having an actual conversation than having his name scrawled on a piece of paper.
The world lost a true talent way too early, and I’m so grateful I got to meet him.
I nearly assassinated Lenny Kravitz - in front of a sold out Wembley Stadium...
Sunny summers day, when out of the blue, an un-forecast downpour begins. Don't have the rain covers handy, so I'm frantically looking for something to protect our equipment, when I spot a huge pile of polythene sheet under the stage.
I clamber down there, and using the 4" blade on my Leatherman, I quickly cut out some appropriate size sheets.
Time being of the essence, with regards to water, and electronics, it's going to take me too long to haul myself, and armfuls of polythene, up 18 feet of scaffolding (and too dangerous). So I decide to go the fastest, safest route, up the front of the stage, off to the side.
Unfortunately, the moment I burst through the blackout, covering the front of the stage, was the exact same moment that Lenny decided to jump off the stage, and interact with the front row, from the press pit.
We both arrived in the same spot, at the same time, and if it weren't for the lucky fluke that I happened to have the knife held blade down, I would have stabbed him in the liver.
He carried on, oblivious, but I was pretty rattled for a while.
I don't know if the collective gasp the audience made, was for Lenny's acrobatics, or the fact that the jumbo-tron screens, either side of the stage, showed him being surprise attacked by a knife wielding assassin.
Sunny summers day, when out of the blue, an un-forecast downpour begins. Don't have the rain covers handy, so I'm frantically looking for something to protect our equipment, when I spot a huge pile of polythene sheet under the stage.
I clamber down there, and using the 4" blade on my Leatherman, I quickly cut out some appropriate size sheets.
Time being of the essence, with regards to water, and electronics, it's going to take me too long to haul myself, and armfuls of polythene, up 18 feet of scaffolding (and too dangerous). So I decide to go the fastest, safest route, up the front of the stage, off to the side.
Unfortunately, the moment I burst through the blackout, covering the front of the stage, was the exact same moment that Lenny decided to jump off the stage, and interact with the front row, from the press pit.
We both arrived in the same spot, at the same time, and if it weren't for the lucky fluke that I happened to have the knife held blade down, I would have stabbed him in the liver.
He carried on, oblivious, but I was pretty rattled for a while.
I don't know if the collective gasp the audience made, was for Lenny's acrobatics, or the fact that the jumbo-tron screens, either side of the stage, showed him being surprise attacked by a knife wielding assassin.
Got a great one from my low-budget producer pal Steve.
He was leaving a Hollywood event and next to Angelica Huston in the valet line.
He engaged her in conversation and she was surprisingly open, and intimate. Steve said his head was suddenly spinning
with fantasies of being MR. Angelica Huston. He'd found love. He was so engrossed in her that he was not even embarrassed when the valet
brought his jalopy to the stand, which was at the top of a hill.
Still speaking to Angelica, Steve saw his car beginning to roll forward -- the parking brake was shot!
Without time to even say "goodbye" to Huston, Steve chased off down the drive after his lurching car.
He was leaving a Hollywood event and next to Angelica Huston in the valet line.
He engaged her in conversation and she was surprisingly open, and intimate. Steve said his head was suddenly spinning
with fantasies of being MR. Angelica Huston. He'd found love. He was so engrossed in her that he was not even embarrassed when the valet
brought his jalopy to the stand, which was at the top of a hill.
Still speaking to Angelica, Steve saw his car beginning to roll forward -- the parking brake was shot!
Without time to even say "goodbye" to Huston, Steve chased off down the drive after his lurching car.
fun stuff!
i've had several 'brushes' while working in the business. sometimes playing before them (warm-up), sometimes with them (backup bands)! and because i owned a studio: i had several 'stars' use that for both music --- and sound/music for movies. i tended to be more star-struck when younger, of course, but it's still a thrill when we meet/greet/see the famous ones! or even the infamous.
i've had several 'brushes' while working in the business. sometimes playing before them (warm-up), sometimes with them (backup bands)! and because i owned a studio: i had several 'stars' use that for both music --- and sound/music for movies. i tended to be more star-struck when younger, of course, but it's still a thrill when we meet/greet/see the famous ones! or even the infamous.
I suspect the valet was trained to leave the handbrake off, for exactly that type of situation
In the late 80's i had a beer with Lemmy several hours before Motorhead was to play a small amusement park (now torn down) in Harvey's Lake, PA... he & I were the only 2 in the bar.
My alma mater has a symposium every fall to honor former WSU student Edward R. Murrow, the father of TV news. The speakers who attend for recognition are well known people.
At one such event, there was a buffet lunch and after getting a plate, I looked around for seating and saw the Dean sitting almost by himself, so I walked over and sat down. Someone sat down on my left, and I looked over and said "Well hello, Mr. Rather." Dan Rather was sitting on my left, and about that time Peter Van Sant sat down with Invalid Link Removed to fill out the table. I got to listen to some very interesting conversations over lunch. The dean at that time, Invalid Link Removed, is a former CBS Middle East correspondent, so there was a heckuva lot of reporting expertise at that table.
I note with some pride that both Van Sant and Serafin are fellow Cougs.
At one such event, there was a buffet lunch and after getting a plate, I looked around for seating and saw the Dean sitting almost by himself, so I walked over and sat down. Someone sat down on my left, and I looked over and said "Well hello, Mr. Rather." Dan Rather was sitting on my left, and about that time Peter Van Sant sat down with Invalid Link Removed to fill out the table. I got to listen to some very interesting conversations over lunch. The dean at that time, Invalid Link Removed, is a former CBS Middle East correspondent, so there was a heckuva lot of reporting expertise at that table.
I note with some pride that both Van Sant and Serafin are fellow Cougs.
A few weeks ago my band got the pleasure of opening for 'Giants In The Trees' in Seattle. This is former Nirvana bassist Chris Novaselic's latest project, and we spoke with him briefly at various times before and after the show. A very TALL & very nice fellow who liked us enough to secure us a spot at a pretty big deal local festival coming up in June. It's not even something we applied for, but is a testament to Chris' fine taste in music as well as being TALL & nice
This post brings me near to tears of joy
this one made me LOL pretty good
Glad nobody was killed or permanently scarred (you were only temporarily)
