Summer, nearly three years ago, I had an introduction lunch with Eric Owens and his manager, Matthew Horner. After we freebased some feta at Molyvos, Matthew went back to work around the corner, and Eric and I walked a bit and scheduled a time to sign a publicity contract. Hilarity ensued at the actual contract signing, but I'll tell you about that another time. I was working for Hilary Hahn, Gabriel Kahane, and The Wordless Music Series, and was completely terrified by the prospect of working with an opera singer. I had no idea who had sung … [Read more...]
Archives for April 2010
O, that this too too solid flesh would melt
You know, that Metropolitan Opera really is an attention floozy. The eight-page spread in the May issue of Vanity Fair wasn't enough? Really? Apparently not, as James C. Taylor reports on the LA Times' Culture Monster blog:Under current general manager Peter Gelb, the Metropolitan Opera has become more experimental, with singers performing in the aisles and a greater sense of realism on stage; but at Monday's performance of Ambroise Thomas' "Hamlet," the smoke in the balcony and firefighters in the lobby were not examples of regietheater. Quite … [Read more...]
Show me what you got
Advertising is funny, right? Any kind of advertising. Food that looks good can be gross, clothes that look great can...also be gross, Ashton Kutcher can run around taking photos of models at a party as much as he likes, but I still have no idea what the pictures from the Nikon COOLPIX look like, or whether the camera will be easy to use. (But it will get me to parties with MODELS!!) I ripped a Heineken ad off the back cover of - I think it was Time Out New York - last week because I liked the photo for its total ridiculousness. It features a … [Read more...]
On crotch-splits
Has everyone seen the debate about the new Broadway musical Come Fly Away over on the New York Times' blog ArtsBeat? Times theater critic Charles Isherwood lurved it, while dance critic Alastair Macaulay was not amused, writing, "How many times are women hoisted aloft in crotch-spreading lifts directly addressed at us? The duets keep saying not 'You and I are in love/having an affair/going through problems' but something closer to pornography: 'Take a look at what we two do together!'" Yikes! Both reviews were posted, and I assume printed, on … [Read more...]