A couple of quickies- the Ana Forrest workshop was hard as hell, but really good. Full report coming. Last night, in my first trip to the theatre in ages, a friend took me to the ART's production of Racine's Brittanicus, a resetting of a classic tale of intrigue, imcompetence and survellience in Nero's Rome. The production was absolutely outstanding, and chillingly relevant. (there is a banner above the stage: "Empire Creates its own Reality.) Today is the last day- see it if you can.
FYI- I am planning to liveblog the Grammy awards tonight . (Or at least, as much of it as I can stomach) I will try to refresh the post every 20 minutes or so. One of my favorite elements of The Sports Guy Blog is his snarky liveblogging of games on TV, so I'll try to follow suit.
Early thoughts- anything Brecker is nominated for, he'll will. He's certainly deserving, but the Grammys' (and really, most art/entertainment awards) pension for necrophilia is a little ridiculous. I hope "Spirit Music" wins the jazz big band, but I don't think it will. I have no opinions about the big pop categories (I don't know who's in half of them) I'm excited, and a little nervous, about the Police reunion. The Earth Wind and Fire medley could be cool too. (Does anyone remember the amazing Sly Stone mess last year, amazing primarily for the sheer number of musicians attempting to play together at once? And Sly looking like a cross between Mr. T. and the Chapelle sendup of Rick James?) I hope Timberlake at the last minute decides to sing "&%^$ in a Box". And the censors go wild... Stay tuned.