October 27, 2004
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The Daily News
1 Every time I go into the Performing Arts office, I see massive activity going on. The building is becoming so much like it used to be, I almost don't believe it.
2 I got hurled into my portable a few years ago, and never quite made it back. After Ponch and Fleming left, we had a couple of years where there was no solid thing going on in the Performing Arts office, and it became almost unbearable for me to go in there, amid the sadness, and the revolving-door of music teachers.
3 Without a sound, I moved my entire Performing Arts area to the portable, and set up shop. Peace 61, Camp Harringtown. It became its own sort of charming little ghetto piece, complete with terrible room design, broken desks, plywood curtains (hey, at least they're painted black!), and the same collage/cool ambiance that defined the old Performing Arts office.
4 It was needed at the time. I recall walking through the building, hearing some kids still playing music, but really, for all intents and purposes, it was an abandoned ship. VERY tough for me to walk in there and try to do anything resembling normal. Old, dusty programs faded sadly on the walls. It became a sad museum piece.
5 Since the arrival of Ms. Hooper, this place has become its own world once more! Sadly, the Drama Workshop doesn't seem to fit in anywhere but the Theatre, but it's all good. I still have moments of wanting to get back to the PA office, home of soooo many wonderful memories, but my whole operation exists now in P-61, a pretty nice little place, funky, fun, and in keeping with the old office.
6 But walking into the Theatre building, I still feel the power of a place that is massively alive, and it is now its own wonderful entity. Watching kids in practice rooms, kids surrounding Ms. Hooper with questions about this and that, and people practicing everywhere shows me that an entire world has been created, and is now a beautifully comfortable "home" for a whole new generation of students. It's clean, fresh, and alive once more. Fun, and such a cleansing!
IN other NEWS:
7 It's almost ten o' clock, last night. I arrived home early last night, like 8:30! Yeah, believe it. That's early.
8 I came home to the Red Sox about to light it up!!! Tonight's the night, as they say. St. Louis doesn't have a prayer. Of course, the Boston fan who is over 100-years old is ready for the worst. He is also complacent enough to have said, "There's always next year..."
9 No, there REALLY was this hundred-plus-year old man who was interviewed on I think KGO two days ago, and he was a diehard <wrong word, m'bad!> Bosox fan. And to all you fair-weather Bosox fans, I can only say: it ain't over 'til it's over.
10 Your NORMAL baseball fan would say, "Stick a fork in the Cardinals." Not the octogenarian. He's remains cautious.
That's what NO World Series victory since 1918 will do to a guy.
11 I see Ashlee Simpson actually performed LIVE the other night, and even joked when the band started, "Wait! That's the wrong song!" Cute, and probably the only thing that saved her.
12 I wasn't aware she is only 20. I'll cut her some slack. When I was twenty, I had already directed a play that failed, and that was under my belt, which was a lot thinner than it is now. Not to worry: I countered with hair that was much thicker...
13 Just babbling.
14 Lunar eclipse tonight at 7:23. Some weatherman named Lloyd Lindsay Young said it'll be clear. Look to the East.
15 Did Bono and the Edge sell out to I-Pod Tuesday? Nah. They showed with Steve Jobs at the California Theatre downtown to plug Ipod, and to sell their own version of it.
16 Bono and Edge. Actually, their REAL names are Paul Hewson and David Evans, but who wants to know THAT?
17 Bono. Edge. Ipod. Sell, baby, sell!
18 Time to go.
19 Out.
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