The News Review:
- Love cuts everyone a break.(novelists Armistead Maupin)(Interview)
- Doing the Glastonbury grand tour
- I Like to Watch
Love cuts everyone a break.(novelists Armistead Maupin)(Interview)
Free with registration – Miami Herald – AccessMyLibrary.com – Jun 24, 2007
“I fell in love” an ebullient Maupin says from the New York offices of his publisher and you can just about hear him grinning right through the phone. “That brought more sunshine into my life and made me realize that Michael deserved some of that. ” So Michael — San Francisco gardener HIV survivor humiliated winner of the long-ago jockey shorts dance contest at The Endup — reappears in Michael Tolliver Lives (HarperCollins $25. It’s only fair that Michael now 55 — yes we understand that number is painfully advanced — finally gets.
Doing the Glastonbury grand tour
BBC News – Jun 24, 2007
But I don’t think anyone has actually counted all the stages let alone visited them in a day. Leaving the biggest stage I meet one of the smallest – a bandstand at a crossroads in a market area where a small gathering is watching British banjo trio The Cloghoppers. As the sun tries to break out it is a jaunty soundtrack for those wandering past. Walking on there is The Free Dome a small white tent where a constant jam is taking place and anyone can join in. “Any of you guys play the guitar?” shouts the guy behind the mixing desk to the seven people watching from the entrance… It is normally a theatre venue but as I look in a band led by a performance poet called Joolz is just finishing. Strangely the tent fills up considerably after the end of her set.
I Like to Watch
Salon – Jun 24, 2007
No you’ll want to hug them! That’s how much you love life and all God’s creatures annoyingly great and pathetically small. The truth is passionate people can be a real joy to behold. Take the effervescent young people of “So You Think You Can Dance. ” Now stay with me please — I know you have important calls to ignore and crucial interoffice e-mails to delete. Even though you may imagine that “So You Think You Can Dance” is just a dippy “American Idol” also-ran even though you’d rather iron your soft pants and regrout your tub than watch dorky teenagers waltzing or worse yet putting on “funky hats” and “hip-hopping” or whatever they call it this show really is worth watching. Despite the bad outfits despite the screaming preteens in the audience despite the “Vote for me!” hamming of the contestants despite the alienating “Meet your dancers!” routines with their excess of cheesy exaggerated grooving this is a competition that hinges on passion. Each performance whether it’s a contemporary extravaganza of tangled limbs and faux-passionate emoting or a faux-passionate Argentine tango or a romantic graceful faux-passionate waltz depends on the real passion of the dancers involved… They remind me of that scene in Bob Fosse’s “Sweet Charity” where Shirley MacLaine shows up at a fancy party and all of the sophisticated hipsters break out into dance not in that terrible “Flashdance!” or “Fame” kind of way but in a stylized transfixing way. Their dance called. We are special! Each gesture is haughty and fluid and elusive.