Category Archives: pop culture

Finally, a Beetlejuice Documentary!

Holy shit – this has been something I’ve constantly been annoyed at as it never existed or was present in any form of the disc you could buy to watch the movie.   The extras on Beetlejuice blu-rays is always just a wtf.   So imagine my surprise when I log in today and see the news on io9 at this link:

https://io9.gizmodo.com/a-new-beetlejuice-documentary-will-go-behind-the-scenes-1842752008

There’s a preview video for the documentary:

Oh man, this is awesome.  And long overdue.

A Nice Weekend

I’ve discovered I can start crying at the drop of a hat.  Okay, to be more specific, grieving for me can be “okay one minute – absolutely crestfallen the next.”  It’s obviously what grief is in terms of a definition, but it just can take a lot out of you.  This morning, I woke up and just started crying, and that was because I started just thinking about all the things that have happened or are happening in my life, and it just made me sad and anxious.  I have to trust that there is a light at the end of the tunnel, but right now, it’s all tunnel.

Why am I writing that?   Just that when nice things happen, it’s good to enjoy them, as I can find myself very easily in the midst of crying.   So this past weekend, it got started out right by having dinner with Carey & Paras at the Sugarfish in Hollywood.  As I’ve raved previously, Sugarfish is the shit.  The best sushi around especially at the price point you get it at.

The key is to get there a little ahead of the rush – we got seated around 5:45, which was perfect.   When we left around 7, the waiting area was packed, and since Sugarfish doesn’t do reservations, you gotta wait.  We then headed down the street to Arclight to see The Gentlemen.   I had barely heard of this Guy Ritchie movie, and let me tell you, it’s fucking awesome.   An exciting and compelling crime story with a bunch of movie stars having a blast.  If, like me, you’d never heard of it before, by all means go check it out.  Fun stuff.  Hugh Grant is so far from his typical “Hugh Grant”-ness it’s mind-blowing.

Jan 31 Night at Sugarfish and Arclight with Carey & Paras:

On Saturday, I went over to visit mom for the first time since going with her to Helen’s for Christmas Eve.  I brought the wedding album I’d put together and she was able to remember all of that and the things we did then, and she managed to remember Larry had died, but it’s just not the same person.  Stacie and I are going to have to look to find a place for her to live, such as independent or assisted living as it just can’t continue on with how it is now, as it’s no way to live.  So on the way back home, I just wanted to try to make Larry proud, so I picked up filet mignons (enough for 3 people) and potatoes and broccoli, as I invited Nicki and Sveta over for dinner.  Everybody pitched in to help make dinner, and we ended up having medium-rare filets, baked potatoes, and roasted garlic broccoli.  It was fucking great.  Ended up mostly just talking that night, although I keep wanting to play “Ticket to Ride”, the actual board game. One day.

Feb 1 Filet Mignon Night with Nicki & Sveta:

On Sunday, I endeavored to try to start the process of cleaning up some of Larry’s stuff.  As it is now, I can’t even touch his clothes or shoes, whether they’re in the closet or on the dresser.  It hurts too much to think about it and the tears, as explained above, come like clockwork.  So I thought I’d take it easy on myself and just try to clear out some of the bathroom pills and such.  Well, I did manage to clear out stuff that probably Larry should have thrown out long ago, as well as remove excess stuff.   Still couldn’t get rid of things like his glasses though.  It’s not like I can even wear his glasses as my head is too big for his frames; nor can I wear his pants or shoes, so it makes sense that I should probably work on those to go.  But it’s just, I don’t think I can bear to have the closet half empty, or the drawers only filled on my side, as right now, I’m not triggered when I walk into my bedroom.  There’s something comforting about his stuff being there still.  But as I type this with tears in my eyes, I know I have to start bracing myself for that, and maybe I have friends with me when I do, but I don’t even know if that will help.  Fuck all of this.

Yes, I’ve begun the process of seeing a therapist.  She’s come over to the house a few times, and it’s still been an assessment period, so I think the next time would be truly the first session?  But these first few times have felt like a way to talk about these things I’m feeling and I guess it helps.  I just want to see if the tunnel ends.

Later on Sunday, Nicki kept me company while we watched the Super Bowl.  Still don’t really care about it, but at least the game was interesting and the commericals were okay.  The half time show was awesomesauce:

Larry Loved: Stereogum’s ‘The Number Ones’ article series

Don’t hold me to this, but I think I want to capture some of those things that Larry loved and write about them on my site.   Something that immediately came to mind was the article series on the Stereogum website:

https://www.stereogum.com/category/franchises/the-number-ones/

The author, Tom Breihan, has written about every single #1 song on the Billboard Hot 100 charts since it’s inception in 1958.   As of today, he’s currently up to January 1979, where we are still apparently in the clutch of disco (nothing wrong with that).   Larry loved to always talk about what song was #1 during someone’s birthday – on his birthday, it was Earth, Wind & Fire’s “Shining Star”, which really is a fantastic song.

For my birthday, it was one of Larry’s favorite bands:  Chicago’s “If You Leave Me Now”.   I narrowly avoided it being Rick Dees’ “Disco Duck”, so thank god for small miracles.

This past year, Larry thoughtfully sent along the article for when it was ABBA’s “Dancing Queen”.   The write-up is beautiful, frankly, so read it, and the song does mean a lot to me.   It was the last song we danced to at our wedding reception, and just for that alone it will be forever special.  Plus, it’s just pure ABBA perfection.

Larry just loved lists like these – he was so happy to get the comprehensive book containing the listing of every Television show up through like early 2000s.   It was something I loved so dearly about him, as he was just so into stuff and I couldn’t help but be into it too.

Sound of Music Singalong, 2019

Note:  I’m writing this from April 2020 – I did not post much of anything at all on my site during 2019 as Larry’s illness, my mom’s issues, and just general malaise kept my website motivation low. 

The Sound of Music Singalong has been a California tradition for Larry and me since moving here in 2011.   Some years the attendees aren’t all the same, as one year I was in Dallas so I didn’t make it – this year, Larry was still in Fort Lee recovering from his hepatic pump surgery, so I was allowed to let Nicki take Larry’s place.   The horrors:  Nicki had NEVER seen The Sound of Music before.  Like, what?   I don’t even understand that.    The regular crew was there of course, with Sveta, Nicki and I being the first to arrive.   It was weird – it was my first time going by myself to the Bowl.   Remembering now, Larry and I did make it to a few Bowl shows this year, but not as many as hoped as he just didn’t feel well for a lot of them and we’d not go.  I wasn’t sure if he had gone at all since having moved to the GlenLA, but yeah, we did.  I’ll get to those I guess, soon enough, as I work my way backwards in time doing these posts.  It’s nice to park at the Cahuenga or Annex parking right there, as the ride is much quicker than the one from the LA Zoo.

ANYWAY, Mila, Ilona, and Sonny were also there and we of course enjoyed the pre-show fun with Melissa Pederman as host.   I don’t know if I paid as much attention to the costume contest this year as I think we were yenta-ing it up with our food and drinks, but still, it’s just such a fun atmosphere.  Nicki enjoyed the movie and the experience, and I know we’ve bought tickets for this year’s sing-a-long, including Nicki, but a lot will come down to if this pandemic gets under control.   Ugh, this is just too much.

Sept 21, 2019 – Sound of Music Singalong at the Hollywood Bowl

Rescue Me

Well, hello there.  You may notice that I took a bit of a sabbatical there.   You see, 2019 has not been what you would say is “a great year”.  I don’t feel quite like going into it all, or trying to post pictures (there’s too many), or explaining anything, but I have been wanting to post on the site again for a long time, but I kept feeling overwhelmed by all that I thought I’d want to cover.

Instead, I’m going to talk about a song today, as it got me out of a bit of a funk this morning.

It’s Madonna’s “Rescue Me” from her Immaculate Collection greatest hits album.   I put on the iTunes “Madonna Essentials” playlist this morning as my shower music, and while I half-heartedly sang along to “This Used to Be My Playground” and “Crazy For You”, when the opening storm sounds started on “Rescue Me,” I was like, heyyyyyy.

“Rescue Me” is a fantastic song, and it comes at the very end of Madonna’s amazing collection of 80s hits (which as one of the earliest tapes I owned, basically locked in my gayness).   It doesn’t sound much at all like her earlier songs and paired with “Justify My Love,” basically welcome you to what the 1990s were going to be for Madonna.

For me, I remember picking up the CD Maxi-single of “Rescue Me” and becoming obsessed with the Houseboat Vocal remix.  It basically opened my eyes to what contemporary dance music would sound like and continue to sound like.

Inject it into my veins, it’s still that good and could power up a dancefloor tonight at any club, gay or otherwise.

Madonna’s Erotica album followed up after this and both “Justify My Love” and “Rescue Me” clearly could fit in that album’s groove.  Pure 90s dance goodness and I am always here for that.  Not much else to say but I needed to hear it this morning to get my head straight.