Ok, I have to make this quick, as I'm off to the Jersey shore to see my extended family for the weekend (and therefore missing Peter Sunday night in Hollywood, dammit!)I have been a bad, bad blogger/Frampton fanatic. But, I have some tricks up my sleeve - which I can't divulge at this time. I hope to have some news within the next few weeks.
Anywhoo.... Here's a nifty little mini-documentary about the man and the making of "Fingerprints" I think you'll enjoy. It's nice to see Peter performing with his pepaw...oh, that's Bill Wyman. Sorry. So, umm...enjoy...
Snazzy, huh? Things in Sugarland have been chaotic, to say the least, and I am sick that I haven't updated in such a long time. So, as a return to form (hopefully), here's some grainy video of Peter singing one of the songs I'd love to hear at my birthday party (hint hint!) - the classic "Doobie...Wah".
Ok, I have a long, long way to go to get the attention of the great Peter Frampton, and I am almost positive bringing up Sgt. Pepper's may not be the best way to appeal to the man, but he may not realize what effect his decision to be in a movie musical based on the music of the Beatles would have on the general public (I actually stole/borrowed my aunt's Beatles albums after seeing SPLHCB, and that's when I really appreciated the genius of John, Paul, George and Ringo.)
As I have mentioned before, I have seen this movie over 100 times. I know every nuance, facial expression, line, note and technical gaffe. It is one of my "go to" movies when I'm having a bad day (most notably on my 21st birthday, when my purse was conveniently stolen. Just turned 21 and no ID - on a Sunday. I have to give props to my then-friend Patrick Williams, who gave up his Sunday to watch the flick with me - and enjoy some beers someone else had to buy for me. Sad, huh?)
So, anyway, I am feeling an overwhelming urge to salute my all-time favorite movie, right now. First up is the obligatory fanvid, notable for the incredible shot of Pete at 1:08 in...
There's not a lot of Sgt. Pepper's stuff on the YouTube, but I did find the trailer as well. As far as trailers go, it's really kinda weak, don'cha think?
And, although not completely Frampton-centric (but he does get a few moments in this clip), here's the great Robin Gibb singing what (I am almost scared to admit) is my favorite song from the movie...
Oh, and don't get me started on my complete collection of Sgt. Peppers trading cards...
It's kind of become a yearly tradition...a bunch of my friends and I head to Orlando for our yearly bacchanal - the Epcot Food and Wine Fest - also known as "drinking around the world". Last year, we decided to create custom t-shirts so we could keep track of what countries we had visited (as it becomes harder and harder to remember as the day drags on.) So, you may ask, what does all of this have to do with Peter Frampton? Well, gaze upon this year's t-shirt design....
Here's the front....
And, here's the back....
So, what do you think?
Saturday, July 7, 2007
Ok, I know I have a bit of 'splaining to do. First of all, let me clearly state that my aim is still true - I still want the legendary Peter Frampton to play at my 40th birthday party. Unfortunately, my "real" job has kept me toiling away at the computer for 10 (literally) hours a day, and with my paid writing, has left little time to work on this project - and for that I sincerely apologize.
That being said, I thought I'd post my less-than-stellar photos from the Ft. Myers show. I hadn't previously seen them outside of the 1" x 1" preview screen on my digital camera, so I thought they were a little better than they were - nope. I was so worried about blocing the view of my fellow Frampton-philes, that I wanted to get my pics done quick. My courtesy resulted in this...
Yes, the poor man looks like he is growing a microphone from his (beautiful) face. If I just take a photo from my row T seat, not bothering anyone, karma would be on my side and I could get a good picture, right? Well...
Obviously, I can't catch a break. So anyway, I got some positive feedback on the site from the gang over at Frampton Fans, and I have a few other tricks up my sleeve, so I am going to do my best to keep the dream alive. I promise more posts, real soon!
Well...of course, my efforts to get backstage were thwarted (and I even carried my original "Frampton Comes Alive" cover all over the Mann Center - to no avail) but, Peter put on a phenominal show. Maybe it was because he had the previous night off, thanks to Florida's cranky climate (when are city leaders around here going to learn that hurricane season isn't a real good time for outdoor events?) or maybe it was because he's just brilliant, it was the best of the 7 gigs I've seen (and I'll add "so far" here.) The band was tight (a lot of new faces, including a drummer from Ft. Myers) and the sound was great. Peter sang some old favorites I hadn't heard live in a while (like "I Wanna Go to the Sun") and featured more from "Fingerprints" than the last time I saw him. (I was expecting the same set list as the last time I saw him on this tour - in Orlando - so I was more than pleasantly surprised.) My only criticism was that we couldn't get up and dance in the aisles. Pretty subdued crowd (especially the couple next to me - who must have been recently embalmed or something.) I have a few (bad) pictures, which I'll post later. I woke up the next morning - without a wine glass - with a sore throat and a warm and fuzzy feeling. Can't wait for gig number 8!
ONE MORE DAY! My 7th Frampton gig (and certainly not my last...) I am squirming in my seat in my cubicle just thinking about it. So, to all of you in Ft. Myers fortunate enough to have tickets for tomorrow's show, and for those who don't - here's a little "Lying" from the superb "Live in Detroit" DVD...
I'm aspiring to be the female Augusten Burroughs, with a little Ann-Margret thrown in. I'm a copywriter by day and blogger by night. I have the "Great American Novel" trapped inside of me - just itching to get out (soon, I hope!) I love pop culture, my husband and Peter Frampton.
