Lifestyles of the living dead part II
So it's a lot of work to be both (a) hanging around the Staples Center killing time while you wait for the next take and (b) trying to get a moderately respectable amount of work done.
But whatever. Madonna was at the rehearsal yesterday.
That lady has one hot bod.
At the beginning of the song, Gorillaz are animated. Then De La Soul comes out and does their thing. Then Madonna is animated and Feel Good, Inc. ends. Madonna's image walks over from the left side of the stage to the right side, where the real, hot, in the flesh bodied Madonna comes out and sings and dances. Her choreographer dances with her troupe when she's not there to warm them up. She also dances with them when Madonna watches the performance from the audience. When it's dark onstage before a run through Madonna's "people" use flashlights to see to put make-up on her. Madonna's "people" also wear shirts that say "Madonna" on the back. Madonna's manager wears a cowboy hat and blue jeans. One of Gorillaz' manager-type people is super hot and super, but unexpectedly, British.
You're not allowed to go to the bathroom in the Staples Center without an escort. I could not imagine a more boring job. Oh, and I thought the UCLA graduate division was an inefficient bureaucracy, but then I started hanging around behind the scenes at the Grammys. Geez. . .
P.S. I've been corrected about 700 times about the Lance/Sheryl split - oddly enough mostly by my relatives. It's like my roommate said, it's really hard keeping up with Hollywood gossip when you're busy* living it.
* "busy" is understood to indicate time spent waiting around, doing math problems in your head until the escort arrives to take you to the bathroom/hallway/exterior waiting room/credentials desk/main floor, etc.
But whatever. Madonna was at the rehearsal yesterday.
That lady has one hot bod.
At the beginning of the song, Gorillaz are animated. Then De La Soul comes out and does their thing. Then Madonna is animated and Feel Good, Inc. ends. Madonna's image walks over from the left side of the stage to the right side, where the real, hot, in the flesh bodied Madonna comes out and sings and dances. Her choreographer dances with her troupe when she's not there to warm them up. She also dances with them when Madonna watches the performance from the audience. When it's dark onstage before a run through Madonna's "people" use flashlights to see to put make-up on her. Madonna's "people" also wear shirts that say "Madonna" on the back. Madonna's manager wears a cowboy hat and blue jeans. One of Gorillaz' manager-type people is super hot and super, but unexpectedly, British.
You're not allowed to go to the bathroom in the Staples Center without an escort. I could not imagine a more boring job. Oh, and I thought the UCLA graduate division was an inefficient bureaucracy, but then I started hanging around behind the scenes at the Grammys. Geez. . .
P.S. I've been corrected about 700 times about the Lance/Sheryl split - oddly enough mostly by my relatives. It's like my roommate said, it's really hard keeping up with Hollywood gossip when you're busy* living it.
* "busy" is understood to indicate time spent waiting around, doing math problems in your head until the escort arrives to take you to the bathroom/hallway/exterior waiting room/credentials desk/main floor, etc.
posted by kelly at 11:25 PM
3 Comments:
I think I saw your hand! And...Madonna does have one hot bod!
ok, i thought i saw your head...were you wearing a black hat?
The only reason I can imagine you haven't posted your account of the Grammy Show is b'c you're on tour with Madonna and Gorillaz, busy tying a knot in your kaballah bracelet and taking hits from a 20 foot, cartoon, monkey bong.
POST HASTE!
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