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One Last Hurrah

Today is my birthday, otherwise known to any future cults who want to recognize me as a prophet, as the Kevin Barnett New Year. I was born in the extremely groovy year of 1978 so 2007 will be spent reflecting on my twenties and preparing for my thirties.

And I welcome my thirties with great anticipation because our twenties really are not “all that”. At least that’s what they say…

I intend on living this year to the fullest; one last hurrah before I become a thirty-something. If I am especially diligent, the “living this year to the fullest” mantra will just become habit. The first phase of this mantra is a trip to Europe in May that I’ve been planning for a few months. As of now, the destinations are Amsterdam, Prague and Dubrovnik but the latter is really left up to improvisation as I continue to do more research about Eastern Europe. The trip is going to be mostly about having a good time but I am going to be taking my camera and some better glass to work on a photography collection. More details to follow.

In other news, the stock market took a nose dive today which I am certain will be added to the list of historical events on February 27th. I wonder how much coke was consumed on Wall Street today?

Thanks again to everyone for birthday greetings, surprises, presents, lunch and dinner, a shot at becoming a multi-millionaire and to Evangeline Lily for her appearance on Letterman tonight.

I was just listening to The Besnard Lakes - Devastation

Posted in Personal

February 27th, 2007 | 11:58 PM

Welcome To My Party

This makes me laugh too hard. Ahhhhhhhhhh! Ahhhhhhhhhh!

Posted in TV, YouTube

February 27th, 2007 | 10:46 AM

Live From New York

Where to begin? It would probably be appropriate to start leaving a crew of friends at Chola after having some of the best Indian food I have had in the city (or for that matter, ever) for Rockefeller Center with Catherine, my esteemed guest for the evening.

We arrived promptly at 10:00 PM, entering on the side of the GE building underneath the awning with the “NBC Studios/Rainbow Room” neon lights. Inside was a large line of people waiting in a roped-off section. I walked up to the NBC employee who appeared to be managing the line(s) and displayed my print out of instructions. She asked for my last name, checked my name on a list and confirmed that we had “priority tickets” which meant “you will be seated first”. We were instructed to wait by a bank of escalators, which over time we would be joined by 20-30 more people.

We were under the impression that “priority tickets” would somehow equal floor tickets but this was not the case. We were led up stairs to the top floor of Studio 8H after passing through metal detectors and security - definitely a wise choice to leave the concealed hanguns and contraband at home. Walking through the hallways, we passed by a museum gallery of stills from SNL sketches going as far back as 1975 to as recent as last year. As we were led to our seats, I quickly realized that while we would indeed be seated first, our seats were not on the floor. It was hard to remain disappointed at this trivial defeat and we absorbed the scene beneath us on the studio floor.

The scene involved several union workers breaking down the sets from the dress rehearsal while the Saturday Night Live Band took the stage and began playing promptly at 11:00. One of the things that is probably hard to appreciate from any late night television show is the talent of the musicians in the band and the SNL band directed by Lenny Picket is certainly no exception. While they jammed out jazz infused versions of rock and pop songs, the studio became setup for the show with sets broken down and lined up at the far left and right sides. All television studios seem small in person but it is quite an accomplishment that a show with the scope of SNL is performed in such a small space.

At this point, the only faces on the floor I recognize are that of Don Pardo (a sweet man, in his elder years rocking out to the band) and Lorne Michaels, nervously pacing the floor. Don Pardo makes his way to the stage and greets the audience in his signature voice. He then introduces Jason Sudeikis who’s humor and deameanor was slightly more accepting by the audience. After Sudeikis does more meet-n-greet-how-are-ya, he introduces Maya Rudolph and “Larry King” to perform a song with the band. Rudolph and Fred Armisen (dressed as Larry King) nail a Blues Brother (ish) song which then gets us to a few minutes before the show goes live.

Two green screens are setup on the far left of the studio and on the main stage in front of the SNL band which provided the backgrounds for the opening sketch. The opening sketch was hilarious and appropriately dogged CNN (and the 24 hour cable news) for their hysteric coverage of the death and subsequent “drama” of Anna Nicole Smith. Fred Armisen, still in his Larry King makeup and wardrobe delivers the signature, “Live From New York…” as the crowd erupts in applause.

Rather than gab endlessly about every sketch, I will note some interesting observations I made throughout the evening.

  • Lorne Michaels is on the floor at all times. While not necessarily interacting with the cast and crew, I suspect his involvement as creator and executive producer has changed very little since 1975 (and his return 1985).
  • Rainn Wilson was grabbed by the hand and rushed through the studio at the end of every sketch by a wardrobe assistant/PA as if the building was on fire. I assume this is because the host isn’t expected to remember where to go for wardrobe changes, etc.
  • The Weekend Update set is setup on the main stage where you see the host perform their monologue. I didn’t see any other sketches take place here.
  • Floor seats are not necessarily the best seats in the house. Except for having a close-up view of the monologue, SNL band, guest music performances and Weekend Update, the view is obstructed by the sets, equipment and the crew. I enjoyed having the bird’s eye view of what was happening in the entire studio.
  • The NBC staff are hard core about the “no photography” policy anywhere near or in the studio, even with cell-phone cameras. Not that I was trying any funny business.
  • Amy Poehler had the most nods/banter with the audience.
  • I noticed a set with coffins ala funeral parlor stacked up on the left side of the studio. I had my fingers crossed that there was a Six Feet Under sketch planned but the sketch, whatever it might have been, was cut.
  • I doubt there are many in the audience who make it in from the standby line or even from the ticket “lottery” SNL holds every summer. Most audience members have to know somebody or know somebody who knows somebody.

The highlight of the evening turned out to be Arcade Fire. That may not be surprising from my previous posts concerning the band, but I assure you it was what made the evening very special. The band made a great cameo in the SNL Digital Short and certainly nailed their performances of Intervention and Keep The Car Running. What made the evening special was what happened after the show ended…or so we thought.

Before the credit roll and the host/cast/band goodbye waves, we were asked by an NBC employee to hang out for a couple of minutes for “a little something special” after the show. When the credit roll began, Arcade Fire was on the main stage waving goodbye but almost immediately jumped off and back on to the guest band stage. I thought they were going to start playing with the SNL band but as soon as the SNL band stopped playing, Arcade Fire kicked into a crazy feedback jam. The feedback soon turned into the instantly recognizable bass riff for Rebellion (Lies) and the cast, who is now on the floor directly in front of the stage, starts going crazy. Andy Samberg, Jason Sudeikis and Bill Hader are all in the front jumping up and down and clapping while the rest of the cast (I didn’t see Keenan Thompson) and writers crowd up for what ends up being a long and fun take on the track. Arcade Fire then continues with (Antichrist Television Blues) and finishes with Neighborhood #2 (Laika), performed off the stage in the middle of the studio with their megaphones and now unplugged instruments. A few of the audience members had left at this point but most of them stuck around to take in a very special performance that, according to one of the NBC employees, doesn’t really happen i.e. an after-show set.

And as Arcade Fire stopped playing and ended their performance, Catherine and I headed downstairs and outside of Rockefeller Plaza to 49th Street where black Escalades, Town Cars and limousines were waiting for decidedly more important people than us to take them to the after party. We didn’t go and we didn’t need to. The evening had already exceeded expectations.

Having watched the show at home, I can say that, yes there is something special about watching the show live. The sketches played out ok-to-mediocre on the tube but there is definitely an energy and vibe to feed from in Studio 8H. I find myself a dedicated-enough fan to continue that objectivity about the show - I know that they’ll continue to probably miss more than they hit.

But when they hit, it’s good. Really good.

Thank you again to my wonderful friends for arranging the tickets and being adventurous with Indian food, to “K”@NBC who should email me about Mets/Yanks tix this summer and to The Arcade Fire for rockin it out during and after the show. It was a birthday for the books, or at the very least, the blogs.

I was just listening to Arcade Fire - Neighborhood #2 (Laika)

Posted in Music, New York, TV, YouTube

February 25th, 2007 | 11:08 PM

Explosions in the Sky @ New York Society for Ethical Culture Concert Hall

In less than a week, I have gone to see two indie-rock bands perform in places of worship. Tonight’s performance by the Austin, TX band — part of the on-going Wordless Music Series — was held in the concert hall of the New York Society for Ethical Culture’s facilities on the Upper West Side. Although it looks like a church and functions like a church, it would be inaccurate to call it that. The concert hall’s interior is impressive and has obviously been optimized for acoustics. The venue certainly commands reverence but is completely void of any religious imagery or symbolism. This appears to be consistent with Ethical Culture customs and traditions.

In contrast to last week’s Arcade Fire show at Judson Memorial, the sell-out attendance was twice the size and seated in pews. The pews themselves have been arranged in typical concert hall/theater fashion with a balcony in the rear. If I was to compare this to any other reserved-seating concert, I was sitting in some exclusive seats; in the “orchestra” section four rows back and slightly to the right of the stage.

Also in contrast to the Arcade Fire show, Explosions in the Sky performed without a professional mix fed through a PA and were lit on stage only with the minimal red/blue house lights. If anything, this was more like a concert you would expect to see at a church — just the band on stage with their instruments, amplifiers and speaker cabs. Perhaps the lack of vocals in Explosions’ music deemed a PA mix unecessary.

Minimalist might be a good description of Explosions’ music. The band begins with a flowing guitar riff which leads into another, and then another. Three guitars (with the occasional bass) are sent through a chain of effects including a digital delay and phrase sampler (Boss Loop Stations, not Texas-made Boomerang pedals). The guitar players use a multitude of techniques to weave in and out of each other while taking the arrangements from decrescendo to crescendo. And they never stop playing until the entire set is complete when they walk off the stage sans a return encore.

The guitar playing is actually not impressive in the context of a virtuoso or solo player. It is the arrangement of the three guitar parts that impresses. Also standing out are the drums which provide the true backbone to the band’s experimental/ambient melodies. Explosions’ drum player is complex in his execution on the most meager of drum kits.

Once again I found myself enjoying an unusual and intimate rock performance. Ironically, I would like to see what Explosions in the Sky could do with a large outdoor venue with a loud and crisp PA mix and a Chris Kuroda-esque light show. That will probably never happen considering the band’s niche audience but if it did, I know of the perfect venue.

Setlist:
It’s Natural to be Afraid
Yasmin the Light
Welcome, Ghosts
Six Days at the Bottom of the Ocean
Your Hand in Mine
What do you go Home to?
The Only Moment we were Alone

Note: Explosions in the Sky appeared on Conan O’ Brien this evening with guests Heather Graham and Lewis Black. Perhaps a YouTube clip of the performance will surface at some point…

I was just listening to Explosions In The Sky - Welcome, Ghosts

Posted in Music, New York

February 21st, 2007 | 2:40 AM

Happy New Year

Posted in Music, Random, YouTube

February 18th, 2007 | 1:30 PM

Why I Am Having A Hard Time Sleeping

Brandi, my roommate here in New York is also a dear and tenured friend. We have known each other for more than 10 years since first meeting at Texas A&M. It goes with out saying that we have a lot of common interests. In High Fidelity, a film/novel I love as much as she loves John Cusack, the lead character Rob Gordon says this: what’s important is what you like — not — what you are like.

Much of our relationship was founded upon our love for Saturday Night Live — the history, the show and the players. We laughed/loathed over the show together (something we continue to do even today — thanks to the magic of DVR’s). When a small group of fellow PBS/KAMU PA’s created the first student produced television show at Texas A&M, our dreams always included “delusions of grandeur” at 30 Rock and SNL.

Brandi eventually followed through on that dream and made it to 30 Rock; into the NBC Page Program, now made somewhat famous by Tina Fey’s 30 Rock. While she was working there, she made some incredible friends. Those friends continue to be incredible several years later and have become a special part of my life here in New York.

Several months ago I joked to Brandi that I could die happy after going to see Saturday Night Live, live. It is after all, the dream I’ve had about New York since 6th grade. However, SNL tickets have become extremely hard to procure since Brandi and many of her friends no longer work at NBC and because the show’s popularity has returned to an extremely high level.

It turns out that Brandi and her friends have been scheming over the past few months to land a pair of tickets for me to go see the show. Tonight, I was presented with one of Brandi’s classic handmade birthday cards, decorated with scenes of my favorite SNL sketches (Robert Goulet, Two A-Holes and Celebrity Jeopardy to name a few…) to announce that I will be going to see Saturday Night Live. The card also says that I can die now and that I look like a rabbit…

As if attending the show isn’t special enough, I had mentioned to Brandi last night that a viewing party might be necessary due to the host and musical guest: Rainn Wilson and Arcade Fire. Somehow, she was able to keep her cool and not spill the beans — but decided to give me at least a week to prepare for it, etc.

After enjoying several glasses of wine with a friend this evening, I am not able to sleep at all because I am so excited. I will never be able to thank Brandi, Laura, Megan and MT enough for this gift which carries no pricetag or value yet it’s absolutely priceless. This is one of the most amazing gifts I have ever received.

And I can’t wait to write about going to the show.

Standing outside of Lorne Michael’s (SNL Creator/Executive Producer) office in 30 Rock during the summer of 2002.

Posted in New York, Personal

February 18th, 2007 | 3:19 AM