Tonight I’m gonna party like its 1984…
August 9, 2009
I thought nothing could duplicate the sheer joy I felt when I first saw Prince & the Revolution, live in concert in 1985…that is until last week’s PURPLE RAIN sing-a-long in Prospect Park in front of a tremendous screen under the moon and stars. There were thousands of us rabid Prince fans…a unique collection of young, old, really old, really really old, hipster, professional, emo, adolescent, and the offspring of those who were actually teenagers in 1984.
No need for karaoke-lyrics and all. We knew all of them. We knew every nuance. Every word. Even the corny dialogue in-between musical numbers. And the most enthusiastic of us was more than happy to belt every word back at the screen, like they wrote the darn script to PURPLE RAIN themselves!
HILARIOUS I tell ya!
Especially witnessing HUNDREDS of people sharing in the purple insanity at the same time.
I’ve often wondered why Hollywood wastes time remaking good old films into schlocky new ones when they could re-release films like PURPLE RAIN and show them in exciting new venues. Believe me, I’m sure many would pay to see films this way, drive-in-movie style, outdoors. And those young kids, they got Prince. They were just as excited as their parents. Prince & PURPLE RAIN certainly holds up, even 25 years later.
Has it been 25 years already? Jeez…
Don't care what we do...
the beautiful ones always smash the picture...
negotiations...
Prince's harlequin romances..
strike curious poses...
sign your name on the dotted line...
there's a brand new dance called 'the bird'
purple rain, purple rain...
c'mon (all you gotta do is) raise your hands
I am something that you'll never comprehend...
Dearly beloved, we were gathered here today 2...
Ladies & Gentlemen…heeeeere’s GRACE!!!!
July 31, 2009
So. I finally got to see my fairy-godmother, the viscous diva-extraordinaire, fashion icon and lounge singer, Ms. Grace Jones! This is probably the only concert in the world you happily leave with bits of confetti, glitter, feathers, weave tracks, and sequins stuck somewhere on your body. The pre-show fashion show of concert-goers parading into the Hammerstein Ballroom, was just as interesting as the actual show, and filled with the most unusual characters I thought died off in the 80s. It seems we’ve been all hiding out until Grace made her reappearance in New York! And the 61-year-old showed-off her best art pieces in her 2+ hours of theatrical performance. Even when she went off-stage to get into a new outfit, she recounted sad stories of depression over the state of the music business, encouraged artists and true artistry to prevail, and called shenanigans on famous characters she’s met along the way. One of the these days I might show you my 80s homage to Grace…heehee…if I’m in the mood. For now check these pics!
the entrance
hippy chick
disco hippy chick
heat miser
Jamaica represent...
Corporate Cannibal
Corporate Cannibal unmasked
devilish
Gee...I've seen that face before (libertango)
the wind in my headpiece
cymbalic & iconic
confetti finish
Once in a Lifetime
June 9, 2009
Celebrate Brooklyn kicked off its season of summer concerts with David Byrne last night. He performed my favorite Talking Heads songs (except the one I really wanted him to perform). So, no Psycho Killer (Qu’est Que C’est) for me…oh well…that’s how it goes. Nevertheless, a huge, enthusiastic crowd filled the park to the rim. And just as he finished singing Take Me to the River, the sky opened up and it began to drizzle.
so near and yet so far...
look! a glimpse
fiery byrne
experimental dancing
tutu
experimental office chair dance
more synchronized chair-dancing
check my front...now my back
set over
