Tonight in New York City -- The Adrian Belew Power Trio with Julie and Eric Slick

Julie Slick, Adrian Belew, and Eric Slick in Amsterdam -- July, 2006

Do you think I'm a little bit stoked? I finally get to see The Adrian Belew Power Trio tonight at BB Kings in New York tonight. Be prepared for an onslaught of photographs and weepy words tomorrow.

Thanks to Philadelphia Inquirer columnist Michael Klein for blurbing Julie, Eric, and Adrian Belew in the Magazine section of this morning's Philadelphia Inquirer. Here's a link to the on-line version of the article.

Eric got some way exciting, major news this morning as concerns an up-coming tour while the Belew tour is on hiatus and I'll talk more about that later in the week but can you say closing show/party at CBGB's? That's just a small hint of what's to follow.

Okay, gotta fly and make sure things are washed, packed, etc....sound check is in New York this afternoon. Oh my god, I'm so excited!

Later,
xo

Samba with me, baby...(oy)

"Normally a trip to Buenos Aires would make anybody excited, but investment banker Justine is hardly enthused. On business with two male companions, one of whom once rejected her advances, Justine is certain the trip will be as boring as her job.

After a few drinks and the dulcet tones of handsome Dario's guitar, Justine's mood improves, and she resolves to enjoy herself. But with whom will Justine spend the noche, enigmatic Dario or playful Christopher, the former object of her affection?

From the author of Three Days in New York City comes this hilarious, sexy Samba."

Sooo...yeah, I admit it, I dabbled in a bit of erotica again -- I'm sorry, I couldn't stop myself. If that little tease has you interested, you can read the (ha ha NC17-rated) excerpt and if you are still intrigued after that and want to make Phaze and yours truly very happy, you can purchase the entire 7,000 word Samba for the low, low price of $2.00 right here!

And of course if you would like to hear me read said excerpt, along with excerpts from Three Days in New York City and Another Bite of the Apple, please join me in New York City this Friday evening at The Happy Ending Lounge. Here's the official press release:

"Several Phaze authors will give New York an earful this Friday. Phaze authors will be doing a book reading on Friday, August 11, 2006 between 7:30 p.m. to 9:30 p.m. at the Happy Ending located at 302 Broome Street. The authors will be reading from their published works at Phaze as well as read from their personal collections, which will include short stories, excerpts from novels and poetry.

Authors participating in this event are Leigh Ellwood, Robin Slick, Petula Caesar, Stella Price, Alessia Brio, Cassidy Kent, Will Belegon and Bianca D'Arc.

After the reading, authors will be signing their work, which will include CDs and print copies of their books."

I actually found that press release on a brand new search engine that my good friend Ellen Meister turned me on to -- I think it's better than even Google! Here's the link for LIVE!.

Naturally, being an OCD freak, I immediately "lived" myself (I guess that's the word we're supposed to use instead of "googling" ourselves?) and found a photo I didn't know existed along with a review of my reading at Community College which I did know existed but since it's probably the best review I've ever had, what the hell, I will post it again, this time with the photo. (By the way, I am wearing a black t-shirt, but it's got a pic of Bob Dylan on it which is why I look uncharacteristically dressed in another color. Trust me on this. There are no other colors in my world, other than dungarees and I've even taken to wearing black jeans/baggy black khakis lately instead of the usual blue)



"...Finally, Robin Slick, novelist and former editor of Philadelphia Stories Magazine, discussed her first novel, Three Days in New York City. The sequel to this novel, Another Bite of the Apple, will be available soon. Instead of reading a portion of her novel, Robin treated the audience to a mini memoir, sharing her experiences of feeling like “a dork” while attending a reading and book signing with her twenty-something rock star son. Her memoir brought this otherwise mundane event to life. It was witty, riddled with humor, and true to life. The audience felt the simultaneous thrill of meeting a writer she admired and the utter mortification of her son being forced to endure his mother’s actions as an adoring fan."

Of course, this was the essay I read about my "pal" Neil Gaiman, and hmm, that reminds me, I still need to get that piece published somewhere. I'd sort of forgotten about it...but anyway, speaking of LIVE!, holy cow, when I clicked on images for Neil, I entered some sort of nirvana/utopia because there are literally 7,423 photos, many of which I'd never seen before, such as this one:



Deep breaths, Susan, okay?

Yeah, I know. The combo of that photo along with my above-linked erotica excerpts are almost too much to bear on a Monday morning, so I will leave you guys alone now to, um, reflect, and I will be back later with tons of music news...after all, the Adrian Belew Power Trio kicks off the east coast portion of their tour tomorrow night in New York City and I can't even believe this, but it's going to be the first time I see them! So that's at least two days I'll be spending in New York this week -- the show tomorrow night and my reading on Friday -- and who knows, maybe I can act out my first novel and spend Three Days in NYC!

(Shameless self-promotion, I know, but in case you can't make it to NYC Friday night, that's the link for an autographed copy. Oy. I suck at this. I must now slink off out of cyberworld and work on my new novel so I can stop blushing and self-flaggelating myself)

Later,
xo

Why the author has not felt like blogging this week...

Why am I hiding behind my shades again? Why haven't I blogged since Wednesday?

Man, what a tremendous hassle I've been through for the past several days. And all because over a year and a half ago, I wrote some nasty things in this blog about a superstar rock and roll "phony". Meaning, I did a piece about a guy who is ultra rich and famous and has many fans despite having absolutely no talent -- someone who has been blatantly ripping off the public for years and years and laughing all the way to the bank.

Somehow, when you google this guy's name now, the first thing that comes up is an actual photo at the top of the page -- and this isn't Google images, this is Google itself, and when you click on it, it actually gives the link to my blog and the post I made in 2005. How do I know this? Over the last couple of days, I've been getting literally hundreds of hate emails from his fans who are now reading my aforesaid blogpost. At first I was so pissed off I was going to write a new one where I shredded him even worse, but then I realized it would frustrate said fans more if I simply removed the old post and when they click on his photo over at Google, they will find nothing. So that's what I did.

As if this wasn't bad enough, I got into trouble again a day later.

A very cool and talented reporter in the Philadelphia area is going to try and do a story about Julie and Eric and The Adrian Belew Power Trio before their show at the World Cafe Live on August 14 (and click on that link and get your tickets! I spoke to WCL and the show is selling out with just a week more to go). Naturally, as a good reporter he googled the kids where much to my mortification he found a little blurb I wrote a month or so taking a bit of offense with what he'd written about J&E in our local newspaper when they were first hired by Adrian Belew. I mean, I didn't trash the guy, but I did, um, beg to differ with a few things he wrote and well, he found my blogpost where I spelled it out. Luckily, he's a good guy and funny as hell and copied my blogpost and sent it to me in an email with the notation "I still like you anyway" because by that time, we were emailing back and forth and he had kind of a handle on me.

But nevertheless, I almost had a heart attack.

Therefore, in an effort to bury my head in the sand, I went out to dinner the other night with Julie at a very trendy downtown restaurant which shall go unnamed. Why won't I name it? Because literally minutes after eating there, Julie came down with scombroid poisoning. What the hell is scombroid poisoning? I never heard of it before in my life and I'm assuming most people reading this don't know what it is, either, which is why I gave you guys the link. It was one of the most terrifying nights of our lives. Julie got the symptoms within minutes from a dish -- marlin with fruit salsa -- which was one of their "specials" that evening but at the time, I thought she had sunstroke because she had been out earlier that afternoon in good old Philadelphia 102 degree summer heat. When we got home and did internet research we realized right away it was scombroid poisoning so after things calmed down a bit, I telephoned the restaurant to let them know so that no one else would get sick. I actually called them all apologetic, first prefacing my phone call with "I'm not litigious, I would never sue you for this, but I think you should know..."

And the girl who answered the phone just kept saying "Okay" and didn't ask me what Julie ordered, even though there were three specials that evening; she didn't ask how Julie was doing nor offer to pay for any medical expenses; she didn't even put her manager on the phone. All I got were three dumb-assed "Okays" which caused me to slam down the phone and immediately go on line to email the restaurant. Only in spite of having a sophisticated website, for their contact information they have no email address, just the same phone number I called. I've been debating what to do. I would send them an old fashioned snail mail letter but what's the use? I certainly don't want them to send me a gift certificate for a free meal there. (By the way, they have no air conditioning. They lied and said it was on but trust me, they sat us under a ceiling fan and then served us warm water. I never, ever should have let Julie order fish...she's a vegetarian who will eat it on occasion but I guess she'll have second thoughts about that now) So I could do you all a public service and name the restaurant and go into more graphic detail about what happened to Julie...but I don't want any more hate mail and my luck, it will end up being ME who gets sued. But if you live in downtown Philly and want to know the name of the place, email me, because it's really obvious they don't have proper refrigeration and you can save yourself a night of projectile vomiting among other highlights.

In case anyone is wondering, Julie is now fine...she was very sick for several hours but after two antihistamine tablets took effect, she finally crashed out and woke up feeling better tho' hungover from the medication.

In other, better news, Eric has finally updated his tour blog. And we're all way excited about the resumption of the tour starting Tuesday night at B.B. King's in New York City. I'll be there of course and if anyone from NYC wants to meet up, drop me a note.

Okay then. Here's the plan. From now on, I'm going to try and use this blog for positive things only. My writing successes, my friends' writing successes, and of course, all of Julie and Eric's successes. Oh, and Neil Gaiman, who, in this photo, looks very much like Julie the night she had scombroid poisoning. Flushed and pink, that is...only on him it looks beyond good, huh.



So yeah, only positive things here from now on.

And if you believe that...

Later,
xo

Playing catch-up

Eric Slick, Adrian Belew, and Julie Slick backstage at Zappanale on July 16, 2006

So it's time to play catch up on all the news happening around here as concerns Ms. Julie Slick, Mr. Eric Slick, the Adrian Belew Power Trio, etc., etc.

First of all, Andrew Greenaway penned his annual diary of Zappanale 17, but of course me being me will cut and paste one pertinent part right here. However, please click on the link as Andrew does a great job of summing up the various performances and there are more mentions of my family, including the elusive Gary, within.

"...it’s time for Mr Adrian Belew’s set proper. Outside of Keneally and Vai, he’s one of the few whose career away from Frank has been truly apart and worthwhile. Stripped to a three piece with borrowed/missing effects, he was just unfassible (though his vox did get a little lost in the mix somewhere). Young Eric and Julie Slick (on drum ‘n’ bass) were amazing – I already knew Eric was, but the barefoot Contessa was equally impressive. Adrian is rightly proud of this current Power Trio – saying “Gee, I wish I could do that. Don’t you wish you could do that?” after ES’s audacious drum solo. Only 19 and he knows how to. What more can I say about this elixir? How did Julie manage to replicate Tony Levin’s stick on her fretted bass throughout Elephant Talk? How good was the lone rhino on The Lone Rhinoceros? Shame they were unable to play Matchless Man due to the absence of Ade’s backward guitar gizmo..."

United Mutations has a nice blurb on their site and again, here's a little teaser:

"... Headliner Adrian Belew did what everyone expected from him. He played an astonishing set: old and new songs, both from his solo career as from King Crimson.

I was told that his gear-box was missing, but I don't think anyone noticed. The loop-box worked and the feedback sounded like it should. Another highlight. And with former PGSoR's Julie Slick on bass and Eric Slick on drums this power trio was the perfect ending of an impressive festival..."

The Zappateers have a ton of photos in their scrapbook (obviously click on Z17)...

And so does Mose Moses -- click on news and photos.

Another favorite would have to be comments from this guy, who says:

"...So I can say that Adrian Belew knocked out a killer set despite not having any of his regular amps or effects. He is admittedly gear-dependent for some things, but if you are a listener you know that a lot of his music is clean or straight guitar. So he toughed it out by playing the set with his parker fly into a marshall half stack. He had a boomerang that I think he packed in his luggage, but it was only used a few times.

The result is that I can go to my grave knowing that I got a really special chance to see Belew melt some faces, and I saw it from the rail in front of the stage. Jaw freakin dropping. Big Electric Cat with just that pure raunch tone. Heaven. Adrian was bugged about the gear delay (it showed up 3 hours after his set), but the set itself was spectacular. His trio with Eric Slick and Julie Slick is super heavy. Look for a shot of Julie in the Girls with Basses thread. Eric is about 19 or 20 years old and is already one of the best small-kit rock drummer I have heard. Julie is a few years his elder and she is everything you could want in a rock bassist. These siblings are "grads" of the Paul Green School of Rock Music (see: Rock School, the documentary)."

Naturally, I had to see what the "Girls with Basses Thread" was and um, almost had a heart attack -- not really but I was momentarily taken aback as I wondered what treatment Julie would be getting when I found the applicable "shot of Julie" he mentions as here was the first photo/post I came across:



But no, I should have known better and here's how they posted about Julie:



"I caught Julie with Adrian Belew at the Zappanale 17 festival in Bad Doberan, Germany, July 16, 2006. Her brother Eric is the drummer in Adrian's new power-trio. She can rock that bass, for real."

So how cool is that?

Anyway, things have been crazy here as the kids get ready to resume their tour with Adrian Belew this coming Tuesday night at B.B. King's in New York City. Julie has been working non-stop building her dream state of the art recording studio where she hopes to record various bands during her down time on the Belew tour. Eric meanwhile is picking up gigs galore, including a few with Dave Dreiwitz from Ween and Chris Harford that are very, very interesting. Some possibilities include playing an outdoor gig at Grand Central Station in NYC and oh my god, opening for one of the headliners at a huge closing concert planned for CBGB's at the end of September. I think Eric may also be doing a gig this weekend with some of his fellow musicians from Project Object and as soon as I get those details, I'll immediately post where and when, though I vaguely remember him telling me something about "Newark, NJ" when I was in and out of sleep last night...I crashed on the sofa because my bedroom air-conditioning picked a major heat wave to die on me. It was awesome Eric came home when he did, because normally I would have been asleep at midnight, and instead I was instantly wide awake, which meant I immediately turned on the Jay Leno show so that I could maybe, possibly, fingers crossed hear Lisa Kudrow plug Ellen Meister's fabulous new book. And she did! She did! Lisa narrated the audio version and she told Jay a funny story about how she thought she had to do different voices of all the characters instead of just doing a straight read...and so that's what she did, and she was warm and wonderful but I think all of us who are Ellen's friend and watching Lisa all had collective heart attacks when for a brief moment, she totally forgot the name of the book, paused, stammered, and then blurted out "Secret Confessions of the Applewood PTA". She didn't say "by Ellen Meister" but oh my god, how insanely fantastic was it that she just happened to be a guest on Leno (to plug her own Emmy nominated DVD) the same day Ellen's book was released.

Can you say superstar? Cos' that's what Ellen is going to be.

I have more writing and other news but this post is already too long and I need to save something for later or tomorrow so...

Later,
xo

She may not have heard an orchestra playing Stars and Stripes on her front lawn this morning...

...but I did

So today is the release of my good pal Ellen Meister's incredible, incredible book "Secret Confessions of the Applewood PTA".

To learn some really fun things about Ellen, please visit our mutual friend Myfanwy Collin's blog.

And here are the first stellar reviews for Applewood:

From Publishers Weekly
Cat fights erupt among Applewood's soccer moms in Meister's eager-to-please debut. The local PTA, driven by über-wife Suzanne Podobinski, is raising money to build a small stadium at the elementary school when a location scout, searching for a place to film a movie starring George Clooney, happens into their Long Island town. The PTA quickly dissolves into factious committees, and Meister uses the ladies' competitiveness to delve into the histrionic relationships of suburban housewives: lawyer Maddie Schein has an inferiority complex that's exacerbated when she imagines her chiropractor husband has a crush on his cousin; brash, show-offy songwriter Ruth Moss secretly longs for satisfaction after three years of caring for her impotent, half-paralyzed husband; and mousy Lisa Slotnick, married to a millionaire computer geek, is in for a rocky ride after her alcoholic singer mother shows up. As tension mounts, the ladies cast aspersions, scheme, connive and resort to blackmail (a ploy that comes in handy after Suzanne is spotted in a poolside ménage à trois). The comic book"inspired cover and Lisa Kudrow blurb are the icing on this cupcake of a novel. (Aug.)
Copyright © Reed Business Information, a division of Reed Elsevier Inc. All rights reserved.

From Booklist
It's every woman's fantasy to have a film--location crew select her hometown for the next movie starring a major cinematic sex symbol (in this case, George Clooney), and when an Applewood, Long Island, elementary school, is deemed a possible site for Clooney's upcoming flick, the members of the upscale community's PTA go into hyperbolic overdrive to turn fantasy into reality. As members of the PR committee, it will fall to Maddie, Ruth, and Lisa to polish Applewood's somewhat spotty reputation when the producers come to town. Accomplishing such a massive public-relations coup would be difficult enough, but add Maddie's failing marriage, Ruth's clandestine affair (with the school superintendent, no less), and Lisa's alcoholic mother to the mix, and you have women facing challenges that make the typical Saturday morning PTA bake sale look like a piece of cake. With sexy characters, sharp dialogue, and snappy pacing, Meister's sassy, saucy debut novel could well turn into a movie of its own. Carol Haggas
Copyright © American Library Association. All rights reserved

I met Ellen for the first time four years ago when she was still on an agent search for her manuscript. Here we are together at brunch in New York City:



Ellen is on the first row, far right, that's me as usual hiding in dark glasses on the far left, and with her hands on her shoulders standing above Ellen is Susan Henderson, my fellow partner in crime in the Neil Gaiman fan club.



By the way, Neil and Ellen share publishers. How cool is that! Maybe they'll get to hang out at the Harper/Collins Christmas party together? Of course Sue and I will crash, or dress as maids and pass around trays of champagne...

Seriously. Buy Ellen's book. I've read it. It's freaking amazing. And...there's a chance that Lisa Kudrow will say something about it on the Jay Leno show tonight. Lisa did the audio version of Ellen's book, as well as providing her with a blurb for the cover. I've made it easy for you to buy -- just click on the Amazon link on the right under my "recommended reading". Okay? Okay!

I repeat. HOW COOL IS THAT???

So yeah, I do hear an orchestra playing Stars and Stripes, I do see fireworks in the sky, and today I am celebrating bigtime for my dear friend Ellen.

Later,
xo

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A Very Sad Day

Julie Slick, Adrian Belew, Ken Latchney, and Eric Slick clowning around in the funhouse room at the Escher Museum in Holland, July 20, 2006

Today is a very sad day. Please see Eric's tour blog for further information.

Later,
xo

The insane crazy news post...

Today is a crazy day. Julie and Eric are still on break from the Adrian Belew Power Trio tour but I again encourage all of you in the Philadelphia area to please, please, please come out to the World Cafe on August 14 and see them live -- here's the link for the tickets once again; Susan Henderson, I'm sorry but I have no new Neil Gaiman photos for you (sob...what's a girl to do?) but you've more than made up with it with your lovely pictures of Steve...so really, for once I'm doing what I'm supposed to be doing -- writing. So far today I pounded out a two page article for a brand new print magazine, edited four more chapters of my novel Baby Boomer formerly known as The Tour and which I'm now seriously thinking of changing to "Daddy Left Me Alone with God" so that I can meet my self-imposed deadline to send it out to a new agent by the end of this month (unless Julie attaches herself to my hip next week with her boyfriend away, in which case it will be a week or two late and I will seriously hate myself)...but I just took a little break to surf the net, and well, as you can see by the above photo, I managed to find some interesting stuff.

First, let's talk about that photo. In fact, let's not. Why not just follow the link so you, too, can learn all about Tampon Crafts!

Next, as you know I am a compulsive Googler and I've obviously been googling Julie, Eric, Adrian Belew, etc. for any reviews of their show or any other info I may have missed. Imagine my surprise this morning to find a new entry over at Icerocket for Eric Slick. Ha! I don't want to ruin the surprise, but apparently Eric + Slick = two dogs = getting carsick.

So really, I'd better get back to work before Julie fills up my entire social calendar next week (she's currently IMing me from her boyfriend's place right now, plotting out the various restaurants we'll be visiting and I just turned her on to a new vintage clothing store I discovered in Northern Liberties which I know she'll want to check out...sooo...unless something earth shattering happens in the meantime, it's back to working on the novel for me as of NOW.

I leave you with a photo of Sue's new main squeeze, a/k/a "Steve". (He's adorable, Sue, but he's no Neil Gaiman.)



Later,
xo

Adrian Belew Power Trio - two week time-out

Julie Slick, Adrian Belew, and Eric Slick following what I hear was a triumphant concert in Holland


Julie freaking out when she saw the license plate on their rental van for the tour - 2AB (two, Adrian Belew) 666? I'm glad I didn't know about that until now...creepy, huh

So things are back to normal here in the Slick household - i.e., crazy again because both J&E are home for two weeks of rest, practice, and hanging out with friends before the Adrian Belew Power Trio goes back out on the road in early August.

Saturday afternoon we picked them up at Newark airport and within ten minutes of being home there was a knock at the door -- in walked Julie's boyfriend, Matt, and within the next five minutes in walked Eric's girlfriend, Carolyn. So we ordered a bunch of pizzas and tried to pry some tour stories out of them, but, you know, they hadn't seen their significant others for ten days so Gary and I snuck upstairs and sulked. Ha ha - not really, we understand, so we left them alone like good old and decrepit unneeded except for a ride home from the airport parents and little by little we're getting some info -- from Eric, not Julie, who took off with her boyfriend after pizza on Saturday. I guess maybe we'll see her again tonight. Or not. Whatever. It's all good.

Strangely enough, both Matt and Carolyn are going out of town for a few weeks this coming Friday -- Matt to Iceland with his father and Carolyn will go on tour out to the west coast with the School of Rock All-Stars so by this time next week we'll have more Julie and Eric than we know what to do with. (Just kidding, but I am holding out hope that I can at least bribe Julie into doing something with me like trying a new restaurant. Eric is the consummate music freak and he already spent four hours alone last night just practicing on his electronic drum pad...practice, practice, practice is his plan for the remaining time off before the tour picks up again)

Eric did update his tour blog last night and it includes some great photos of the Herzberg Festival (Germany's version of Woodstock) so you can get your Belew fix from that today. Cool? Cool.

As for me, I continue to work on my novel and really can't concentrate on much else, especially this blog which I somehow stayed away from all day yesterday, but I did just read in my comments section of prior posts that Sue Henderson was adopting someone at 1:00 a.m. which sounded so covert I thought maybe she was meeting one of those cruise ships and picking up a little Lebanese baby or something; then I learn she adopted a greyhound and named it Steve, which I find particularly funny because I have a writer pal named Steve Augarde from the UK and I'm sure he'll be quite honored to know about his namesake...and to be honest, if I didn't already have a dog named Monty, Steve would probably be my next choice. Too, too funny.

I was also quite pleased that Amaretto Mick came 'round and visited my blog, saw his photos, and left me a lovely post.

Anyway, I see in one of her comments that Sue observed it feels like decades since I posted a Neil Gaiman photo so okay, even though I got in "trouble" for it last week, here's half-a-Neil...which is better than no Neil and in fact, pretty damn perfect because his head is bent down and....

He's writing, he's writing!



Later,
xo

Adrian Belew Power Trio -- homecoming!

Julie Slick in Germany -- a typical shot of Julie, pick in mouth, many admirers looking on

So yay! The Belew Power Trio returns to the U.S. today and things went so well Ade is giving Julie and Eric a couple weeks off to spend at home with their significant others before they launch the east coast portion of their tour on August 8 at B.B. King's House of Blues in New York City.

Gary and I are picking them up at the airport in a few hours, so while I run around the house blowing up balloons and arranging all the flowers (ha ha, just kidding), here are some links which talk about the tour, the band, and other assorted related stuff to keep you busy:

First, here's some preliminary commentary about Zappanale from Andrew Greenaway;

Second, here's a blurb from Krimson News;

Third, here's a bunch of photos from Zappanale 17 brought to you by our good friends, The Zappateers;

Fourth, stay on that website and go to their forum and read more about Zappanale 17;

Fifth, DGM Live gives a shout out to Julie for her contribution to Eric's tour blog as well as a link;

Finally, there's some cool stuff on the Planet Crimson forum board.

So that's it for now...I will obviously have a lot to talk about once I see J&E in the flesh and hear all about the week in Europe, their performance last night (where I saw crowd estimations at 30,000? Could that be possible? Holy crap!)...and of course any writing news that comes my way.

Later, (said the excited groupie mom)
xo