More of the Mickey interview (see post: An Un-made Masterpiece). Here he discusses his friendship/kinship with Randy Rhoads. Again, I stress: This is entirely unrehearsed.
If I do make it in “the flickers” you should all remember this as the first thing I ever directed. And it was only half my idea.
It was Gerard’s camera and we were going to make a fake “Behind the Music” about a student Jam band at St. John’s (Febbie Steve’s Band ca. 2002-04).
We didn’t have any actual decisions about anything, but I was planning on calling it They Shoot Blues Bands, Don’t They. This title was based on what may be the most depressing movie ever made.
It wasn’t much of an idea, at first. I had just met Gerard, and we really didn’t even know each other or what each of us planned to do. But When we sat down with Mickey on a Saturday afternoon and he began talking — it just rolled. And Gerard and I discovered we had an exclusively similar sense of humor and design.
Just to cement the point that this was completely unplanned and organic. AsI write this, I realize that we never even got to the point of making up a name for the guitarist. Mickey just poured out this character like it was all written down.
I think I’m going to put all of this stuff on the web.
Here’s a snippet. This was supposed to be an interview with the lead guitarist on the eve of their reunion concert; an event which promised to be, well, extraordinary. In this bit Mickey is asked whether he took lessons.
His answer is an example of the snowballing of the idea. He completely ad-libs all these convolutions.
With my all-heavy-cotton wardrobe, I don’t use Dryer Sheets. But this list at RealSimple has some good alternative ideas. Especiaally getting baked on crud off of pans.
Nathaniel and Brendan agree that I am allowed to make mention of my miraculously healthy blood-work (including use of the phrase “blood-work”) at least once per day. I already bragged to Caroline on the phone about it this morning.
But it’s Friday, and I’m going to do a bit of celebrating. So here’s a toast to Milton Hershey, to my grandfather, and to leafy vegetables (raw) which allow me to avoid turning on the stove.
P.S. The ice IS necessary, but only to cut the sugar in the coke. I could drink Hershey’s syrup.
P.P.S. The silicone ice-cube trays I picked up at Bed Bath and Beyond, during a nice little Saturday.