Saturday, August 14, 2004

I always thought there was something odd about the Love you Live cover. Now that I learned that it was Mick's idea to write all over it, it all makes sense. It might sound odd, but everytime I heard that album I couldn't quite get into it because I kept thinking of the writing all over the cover. At least Mick did not mess with the record sleeve. I do miss the aesthetic of Album covers, something CDs will never match, mainly due to their size. And now, of course, we have MP3s, which do not rely on graphic design to be sold. I buy albums of new stuff whenever I see it. I consider them more like objects to be appreciated.

And how about that philosophy, eh? if you got two seconds you get a blowjob. What was Jerry thinking? that Andy would not say it to anyone? Now "we" all know it. But at this point it is simply odd to hear it. Times appear to permit anything that celebrities do as long as they keep their cool. Paris Hilton is a prime example, of course, who has a scandalous career at simply being famous, while an amateur porn video she made with her ex-boyfriend makes its rounds all over the Web. Check a spoof--problematic--the gaze is still full-on. Didn't Andy mention the Stones in drag? Got drag for Hilton?

Gina Lollobrigida does not have "big tits" (to use Andy's own words, here...) by today standards. This, this, this, this, this, this, this, this or this photograph, do not show her with large breasts. Although this one may be more like what Andy was referring to. I guess Andy's comment is an example of the relative meaning of statements in specific periods in time. Large breasts, back in the day, were not the same size as today, or at least shaped the same way; this may be partly true due to the way we understand the body. Also, the technology used for working out consisting of specialized machines to get the most of each exercise, not to mention plastic surgery (now a major industry on its own), are keyplayers in the constant redefinition of the body. Silicone kicked in around 1963. I wonder if some celebrities were big on artificial breast enhancement then? Not sure when all that started to happen, not a priority to be honest, although this article on the history of women's breasts does expose man's long obsession with women's breasts, one we still live under.

Fifteen pages of adds for a magazine is not bad. Especially one like Interview, which started really small. Ads definitely played a major cultural role in magazines then.

Bowie, lunch, romance, Bianca, Halston, Tauruses.
But, but, but but!!! Bowie, Bowie, Bowie, Bowie, Bowie, Bowie, Bowie, got under Andy's skin, who apparently was not worried for the romance with Bianca and Halston so much as for having lunch with Bowie. This really shows Andy's craving to constantly be around celebrities, specially those he does not know yet, and wants to get to know... Andy eventually did Bowie's portrait. Then Bowie played Warhol in the film Basquiat.

Some people simply need drama. When there is none they simply make it up. Ego-trips make drama happen at times, I guess. With artists is even worse because some care about their name going down in history, and become paranoid about every single detail of their lives. Pathetic. Victor's Drama is simply ridiculous. Ridiculous. Reminds me of people I met throughout my life. I just let it go and move on, move on, move on. And then smile.

Baseball was my favorite sport. I remember when Reggie was with the Angels--a team I never liked because I grew up in Los Angeles and I was supposed to like the Dodgers, which I did, being a good kid and all. Angels were never very good, liking them or not has nothing to do with that. Their statistics speak louder than a biased opinion. Not even Reggie could have helped them, I guess. But now, I don't like baseball at all, and here I also follow the trend of the mainstream, like the good little kid that I still am. The beginnings of baseball are uncertain, although some historians claim that it derives from Rounders (ever heard of that game? yep!). A stick and a bat, something just about any culture can provide... Then get rid of the bat and leave the ball, that is when the real power of a sport comes through--Soccer, yeah!! And notice that all sports come to be defined by the "people." This activity, of course, becomes an enterprise supported by the mass appeal, that inevitably leads to the development of a market for the sport, producing professionalization. But all you need is a ball and the skill to hit it with something. That is it. When hitting that ball one need not worry about the drama that others create. It is after one hits it when one has to worry how that hit becomes historized...

I met Richard Dreyfuss once, during a party at the Friar's club in Beverly Hills. I was the DJ for the event. I cannot remember what the event was about. Dreyfuss is really short (5'5"). He already had white hair when I met him, and looked angel like because he was wearing a white shirt and/or pants, which intensified his white skin and hair color. My only strong point of reference was Close Encounters of the Third Kind. I loved that movie. I don't anymore. Dreyfuss was really cool, though. He is a good actor, he was able to make a stranger (me) believe that he was not famous, that he was just another person in the room.

Jerry knows how to drink from that bottle... Projecting again, yes, but it reminds me of Madonna's Truth or Dare Coke Bottle Segment (check a fan site). I wonder what Bianca said when she learned that Andy, one of her buddies, was hanging out with the woman Mick left her for?

So there is such a thing as Christian Punk, and there is such a thing as Park Avenue Punk. Apparently, the latter is a term used for super models; not sure how that works. Having Christianity and punk as one is more or less an oxymoron. I mean, was not punk meant to reject all institutions (including religion) that young kids who were part of the movement considered oppressive to their individuality? Then there's Christian Rock as well. I guess these are the most obvious examples of the liberal state that has been at play since the seventies.

Dali's paintings are really small. Really small (usually from 9.5 x 3 to 29 x 34 inches), small, small, small. And then some. The man looked cool, well, maybe kool, or cooo in his last years.

Catherine's incident reminds me of just a few days ago in Mexico City when a bouncer tried to take a way my digital camera. He said that there were no cameras allowed in the nightclub. In the end he took away my battery claiming he would give it back when I left the club. Once inside I saw other people taking pictures. It was obvious he wanted to keep the camera.

Kirk: for a long time I could not see Michael without comparing him to his father. But that passed after Wall Street. Mr. Gecko kicks ass, "Greed is good." Such bold statement makes one understand the complexity of economic enterprises and individual goals within the larger structures. Gecko is very likeable, maybe because he is a fictional character, but the bad guy has been more appealing then the good guy for a long time, now. His bold statement has become part of kitsch culture at this point. The most unexpected example of this might the the movie Legend. The demon character is amazing.

But I am still not sure what Andy meant with "he was stroking her in the lobby." Did he mean on her thigh, her bottom, her whole body, her leg, her breasts, her face, or was Andy using the word "lobby" to refer to something else? Projecting, projecting.