Two years ago this month, Martha and I had the good fortune to see Peter Gabriel in concert. The tour was built recreating his 1986 album So, but included other material as well ... and came with a visually stunning (no surprise there) presentation, with massive lighting structures that had a puppet-like quality of their own.
This presentation of In Your Eyes came from that tour.
Seymour Stein has to be one of the most interesting people in the music business. He got his start in the industry at 14 (!), was still a teenager when he worked for Billboard, and went on later to found Sire Records. The iconic yellow label with the big S was a familiar sight on my turntable growing up; he signed the Ramones before anyone knew what punk rock was (Stein disliked the description), and later Talking Heads. And others you may know: the Smiths, the Cure, the Pretenders and some aspiring dancer named Madonna. He's now in his 70s, but still in the business.
I heard this in an Apple commercial a while back, but didn't know the tune .. or the band, or anything. It's Grouplove, which put itself together in New York several years ago. Tongue Tied is from their debut album from 2011.
Some of Thomas Dolby's songs didn't do too much for me, but I've always liked The Flat Earth, the title song of his album from early 1984. (Hyperactive was the hit single from it, should that jog a memory.)
Ben Watt, half of Everything But the Girl (and still a collaborator with his wife, Tracey Thorn, EBTG's singer), recently released a solo album ... no less than 31 years after his first. You can buy it from his own label, Buzzin' Fly.
Perchance to dream, or chip in some money to a good theatre group: Perchance Theatre, which launched in Cupids a few years ago as the New World Theatre project, is celebrating its fifth birthday, and is raising sustaining funds through a Kickstarter campaign. I was happy to make a small donation. We haven't been out yet this year, although I'd like to take in Henry V before the summer is out. (Here's the schedule.)
Among the gifts that Robin Williams had in his acting toolbox were his smiles. There were several of them, from the goofy to the wholehearted. I often noticed a sweet or gentle smile, barely there, or one like the smile above, a crease with upturned lips, often possessed of a secret. As always, Robin Williams' eyes were more revealing, and told a story that was much more complex. It was long ago obvious (in part because of his battles with drug addiction) that his eyes told stories that went far beyond laughter.
Robin Williams took his own life on Monday. He was a big part of my world when I was growing up I played Reality ... What a Concept as much as any other album I had at the time. Mork was one thing, but his stand-up was electrifying. Then came movies, and unexpected choices like The World According to Garp, which proved not just his wish to do more than tell jokes but his talent, waiting to be untapped.
If you look closely at the cover of Rick Wakeman's Six Wives of Henry VIII, which was photographed at the Madame Tussaud's in London, you can see a wax figure of Richard Nixon in the far background, his head just above a couple of the wives.
Dot Dot Dot is Morse code for the letter 'S,' the full message Guglielmo Marconi claimed to have received atop Signal Hill in St. John's in 1901. It ushered in the age of telecommunications. My maternal grandfather worked as a telegraph operator for Canadian Marconi on Signal Hill for many years.
As well, I have a habit of overusing the ellipsis when I write ... as frequent readers might notice.