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GEM MADNESS

Leslie Hall did not disappoint me or her bedazzled fans last night at the Hammer. Her most ambitious show to date, the event included two giant boomboxes, astrology song singer Harvey Sid Fisher, eight 10 year old girls in gold pants, a pair of dancing cowboys, and the premiere of her new music video, Willow Don’t Cry. The latter was a musical ode to the movie Willow, and its brave Nelwyn hero. This reminded me just how much I hated and am still confounded by the Willow Nintendo game. In fact everything about Willow was confounding. Val Kilmer? WTF? I guess when you make a movie “based on a story by George Lucas” you should know you’re headed down a dangerous path.

Sweater Lady

Leslie Hall is at the Hammer this week. Weds March 21, at 8pm. Good times ahead. O.M.G.

Ride it Out

Tonight I caught a magical wave of events…
It started by spending a delightful hour and a half in my car to go just 16 miles across town. I HEART LA! Then I parked behind the Scientology Celebrity Center. After some birds from BIRDS, we went to UCB to see Scott Thompson from Kids in the Hall sweat through a short stand-up set which was mostly about genitals. To be honest the best bit, which I won’t ruin was something about HIV and a Zombie. This went over really well with the dude behind us, who had that kind of obnoxious comedy-club laugh, where he laughs when nothing is going on in a crazy way that says “hey listen to me, I’m wild and totally comfortable with my self”. After the show we came home and I watched Top Model, then 9-5, followed by the documentary on the Half Ton Man, then a little of Letterman to see Dave eat a goat eyeball, then I switched over to see the E! True Hollywood Story: Tyra Banks. Ugh. I need to wash my insides.

300 Tylenol

Oh crap, that movie the 300 is loud. Like louder than anything would ever need to be.
I don’t want to be an old dude who hates loud things, but I ended up sick, with a level 10 migraine, and unable to see out of my right eye after enduring this movie. I’m pretty sure nothing actually happened in the movie – it was like stitching together all the weird interbits of a video game – you know where they tell the back story or give you the mission to free the Skrulls from Galactus. Anyway – I was going to post my favorite bit from the Improv class, which can’t really be quoted here due to its graphic nature, but it involved Michelle Dean fake smoking a cigar.

Can I Get a Suggestion?

Because this is LA, I enrolled in Improv Classes at Upright Citizens Brigade. Our big graduation show is this weekend – tomorrow at 3pm at UCB Theater on Franklin. I’ll post my favorite part of the show on Sunday night, but for now my select memories of the class include the lines “TOOTIE! You got me the biggest pickle…and it’s a DILL!” and “That’s unfortunate”. Proving the point that maybe improv is more fun to do than to see. Or read about. On a blog.

The Talent Family

Kellie did some sweet Asst. Art Directing on the Phantom Limb video by the Shins. Check it out on the Tube here. (Note the able sword-on-string work!)

Time Travel

Welcome to my official site. I feel all 1998! I’m going to consolidate all my projects here past and present and hopefully add some wicked cool web-effects like that cursor that leaves a trail of swirling pixel dust and lots and lots of pop-ups. But in the meantime, heartfelt thanks to Jenny V. and the team at ALSO for putting this site together.

Société Anonyme

Produced a season of programming in association with the exhibition organized by Yale University Art Gallery. Read More

Strindberg and Helium

Created in 2001 with Erin Bradley Perkins (writer/voice of Helium), Eun-Ha Paek (animator/genius), and Brian Perkins (inspirational force), this series of webisodes has been winning the dark hearts of Goths and Strindberg scholars around the world.Read More

Theatre de la Jeune Lune

Of the three companies I would want to be on stage with, this one was at the top. If you’re ever in Minneapolis, go see a show by these terrific pranksters. I appeared in an election year satire Ubu for President, based on the Ubu Roi plays by Alfred Jarry. The important thing was that I played Ma Ubu, which meant a lot of stage combat in pumps and a six foot drop onto a wrestling mat wearing a corset. Best three months ever.

Vincent Gracieux was Ubu, pictured here in an earlier production of the piece. Vinny was my husband in the play and my host for most of my stay in Minneapolis and it was an honor to perform with him. We drank a lot of Czech beers late at night while watching Charlie Rose and the Olympics.

Me as Ma Ubu:
James Bewley as Ma Ubu