OMG YOU GUYS! Rick is returning to General Hospital so he can again play Dr. Noah Drake and melt housewives' hearts and stuff! AGAIN. And it's not like he even needs the money. His book probably made him a millionaire X 2! Hopefully he's not still suffering from his sex addiction!
Speaking of throbs, Rick's son Liam Springthorpe* is gonna be on the show, too! Here's the hot scoop on Rick's feelings about returning to work on the show, as told to People.com:
I don't think any of us are good at keeping in touch. It's like workmates that you like, or you get together with an old band and you are instantly back to where you were. There's nothing that needs to be maintained. It wasn't that kind of friendship. It was a work thing.
Riveting stuff, Rick!
*I did not make up this name. I tried to learn more about Mr. Springthorpe, but his Wikipedia did not display on the first page of Google results, so I gave up.
Hey music nerds! Who's heard of the recording studio, Sound City, that was located, and open from 1969 to 2011 in Van Nuys, California? A gazillion albums were recorded there including Nirvana's Nevermind.
Sound City: Through interviews with legendary musicians and producers who worked at America’s greatest recording studio, Sound City, and the spontaneous writing and recording of new music, we observe the human element of making music and the lost art of analog recording.
Interviews include: Frank Black, Lindsey Buckingham, Mick Fleetwood, Josh Homme, Barry Manilow, Stevie Nicks, Krist Novoselic, Stephen Pearcy, Tom Petty, Trent Reznor, Rick Rubin, Pat Smear, Rick Springfield, Lars Ulrich, Butch Vig, and more.
Watch the trailer after the jump. Tickets here, for the 7 pm and 10 pm showings, tonight, at Cinerama.com.
Yesterday Mr. Segal asked "What’s the greatest rock song by an Australian band?" His answer, obviously, was Coloured Balls' "That’s What Mama Said." I LOVE that song!! However, it's a tough call to pick the BEST Oz rock track, but I'm gonna TRY - my pick is Zoot's heavy sike jam "Strange Things." It's a bit of spring, 1968 released in 1970.
Rick's lawyer pleaded no contest yesterday, to a misdemeanor charge of reckless driving "with driving under the influence conditions." Rick did not attend the hearing. Police spotted Rick speeding in his '63 Corvette on the Pacific Coast Highway last year. He was originally charged with drunken driving, but the new charge does not mention alcohol impairment. Rick is required to complete a three-month alcohol education program and will remain on "informal probation" for three years.
Rick's autobiography Late, Late at Night, published in 2010, received at least one review titled "Rick Springfield's autobiography will keep you reading 'Late, Late at Night'" and became a New York Times Best Seller, further negating any value of the designation.
So, it's been a while since I've hit the Rick Springfield beat, and it looks like Rick got a DUI! Also, he thinks his mug shot is "better than Nick Nolte's." AND Rick is going on a "fan cruise" soon. Here's a description!
Springfield describes the trip as an onboard party, 5 days of nonstop fun during which he is very accessible to all of his fans.
“They meet me walking down the halls," he explains. "I walk into [the] piano bar with a glass of wine and do a set at 2:00 am in the morning. I will play for an hour and a half. We go swimming and to the beach. Jack Wagner is coming on-board this time.”
And not only does Springfield strip down and relax in the sun with his fans, he's baring it all in the pages of his memoir. The paperback edition of his book "Late, Late at Night," comes with a new chapter and a naked photo of Springfield at age 21.
It's true, ever since Grant Brizzby'sHorses, Horses and Don Johnson post Mr. Johnson has been threadin' deep in my brain. I think 'cause, for one, I now feel a desperate need to find a copy of that Horses LP. Then, yesterday, I found out my pal is writing a Don Johnson feature, all about Johnson's early film and music, for Shindig mag!! YEAH, which, by the way, is um, nothing like, um...this...
"I'm standing by the fire, I just can't feel the heat"
However, on consideration how all of his later "work" is just AWFUL, not all of his early work was good either. I bet you can't through the song featured in this clip...seriously, I DARE YOU!!
Right, so I haven't been able to escape Mr. Johnson...well, really it's Horses that's been haunting me! And the more I listen to Horses I'm thinking uh, YEAH...that is Don Johnson singing. Not sure why the producers, Gilbert and Carter, would say it wasn't. Um, of course it WAS years ago and why/how would the producers remember EVERYONE they worked with, especially a pop FLOP like Horses. I should just ask Don directly, I'm sure he's got a Facebook page...right?
Grant Brissey, he's coming! Rick Springfield, live and in person, February 25th at Little Creek Casino in Shelton.
There’s something about Rick Springfield that is and always has been very real. His songs about love and loss, greed and envy, elation and heartbreak spoke to that part of human nature that hasn’t changed in 3,000 years. —Seattle PI
Look at me Grant. Look into my eyes. I better see you at Little Creek. Be there, or be square.
Christopher Frizzelle interviews Khaela Maricich, aka, the Blow:
When I saw you in New York City a few years ago, you told me you really wanted to write pop songs for Lindsay Lohan. I remember thinking you were serious.
I was. It really appealed to me to write songs for someone else, and to let them go out and sing them and have my words be expressed through someone else's voice and body.
Because she was making choices that I could really relate to: She was publicly dating a girl, and the way that the press reported about their relationship really gave the impression that they were in love. When I looked at pictures of them out in public together, wearing Mickey Mouse hats and no makeup at Disneyland, I felt like I could totally relate to that situation. She looked so absolutely happy and at ease. I knew that she has a singing career and that she doesn't write her songs for herself, so I figured it would be exciting to try writing something for her. It seemed like an interesting challenge.
But it was Lemmy's need for speed that gave birth to Motörhead in 1975. "I remember the time before rock 'n' roll. All we had was Rosemary Clooney records. Then suddenly Little Richard came along. It changed everything." Motörhead also changed everything. They pretty much invented heavy metal, rivaling Black Sabbath. "If they'd said to me, 'Who would you say was the original metal band?' it was a toss between Lemmy and Black Sabbath—but I would say Motörhead," says Ozzy in one scene. Motörhead's sound—"speed freaks playing speed music"—also gave birth to the more specific genre of thrash metal. Without them, we'd have no Metallica, no Anthrax, and no Slayer.
SERGE GAINSBOURG: An archetypal Ugly Casanova, Gainsbourg was like Lou Reed, Iggy Pop, Marc Bolan, and Barry White all rolled into one troll-like French Jew. But he could write the hell out of a song. Against great odds, his lugubrious monotone vocal delivery moistened panties worldwide, as he gallivanted through genres—yé-yé, lounge, orchestral rock, folk, reggae, funk, electronic, pop—like a Gallic David Axelrod. Superbly abetted by producer/arranger Jean-Claude Vannier, this sleazy-listening auteur forged enough memorable songs to keep his daughter Charlotte well stocked for life.
I feel pretty stressed out right now. I just woke up spooning an obsolete printer (real story). I only ultimately want the music section to be really fun to read. Also, I want to make sure it's cool with you guys if we only cover electronica, rap, and shoegaze.