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Wow. That concert is a very special memory from a very difficult time in my life.
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Happy anniversary to us! I was JUST listening to Hollow Man and here’s a thread about the Detroit days!
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Jun 3, 2020 - 8:05 PM
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Howard L
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“Do you know an old character actor named John McGiver?”
“I think so.”
“He was in a zillion TV shows in the 60s, did a few movies. He was the man behind the counter at Tiffany’s in Breakfast at Tiffany’s.”
“Oh, yeah.”
“Well, that was how I always wanted to view this Guy McKone person at the keyboard.”
“Really.”
“Yeah. Just like John McGiver, all business and dignity when he stated that there was something to be said for the comfort and stability knowing that they still include a prize in a box of Cracker Jack.”
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"So much for John McGiver when I first discovered that Guy and I were around the same age. And I needed no further convincer after the pictures [brother-in-law] Steve now handed me. 'Wow, he was a pretty big guy. Hmm. Husky, too. And from this angle his face is something of a cross between Harold Ramis’s and the liberal guy’s on Firing Line…Michael Kingsley? So this is the face behind the posts. Eh, whatever.'"
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”Damn, I can't stop grinning. This is clearly a day meant for grinning. But it is a major road race, too; will I get back in time for the Saturday night concert? I have to get back. I have to talk to Jerry Goldsmith again. And the guys, too, whoever is still around."
I would make it back to Detroit, USA and the concert just in time. No change of clothes or anything and I hadn't eaten a thing since 11am but I was juiced. Just wish I had spoken to Mr. G a little longer about that scene in Matinee.
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Jun 4, 2020 - 12:39 PM
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Howard L
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"The FSMessageboard has its share of snakes, the most notorious of which goes under the handle, DANIEL2. Its verbiage prodigious and posting prolific, the serpentine entity leaves an audacious trail of mean-spirited cut-and-paste advocacies, the sum of which must lead Satan himself to genuflect in envy and admiration.
Another, 'Latham Conger III,' pretty much made its debut not long into the messageboard’s original incarnation in 1998. Known primarily for yanking many an amateur’s chain and figurative license to criticize film and/or its music, Latham Conger III was more Chatsworth Osborne Jr. than poisoned-pen poseur. In other words, a snooty patronizing cobra whose hiss proved much worse than its spit. Still, and like DANIEL2, it tended to be rather manipulative, condescending, and ultimately, cruel.
And then there was 'Pluto,' more of the species of skunk, and who, according to one longtime contributor, 'seemed to make it his life's purpose to prove that Qui-Gon and Obi-Wan were flaming homosexuals.' And who was summarily banned for starting a thread entitled, 'Jerry Goldsmith is Dead.'”
June 4. Sunday afternoon. Final performance.
I sneaked through the "Wedge" exit and acted like I belonged backstage, only to go outside & find myself behind him as he had already exited for a smoke and was signing autographs. When it was my turn...well, he knew the routine and as we shook hands I thanked him for the entire weekend and asked if he wouldn't mind accepting something as a token of my extreme appreciation. It was a sheaf of papers rolled up like a diploma, a blue band holding it in place...He accepted it...I watched him climb into the car with the sheaf in his hand.
Epilogue
"Why shouldn't I have been overwhelmed. I had flown from Tampa to Detroit and caught up with Mark, Shaun and John, who until a couple days earlier had been just...a bunch of taps on a keyboard. No snakes and skunks, they, but as decent and respectable in real life as their 'Senator Hatfield,' 'Shaun Rutherford,' and 'Wedge' personae on the computer monitor. And I had hit it off with the elusive Jerry Goldsmith--who most certainly is not dead--introducing myself as one bearing greetings from the equally legendary Maurice Jarre, whom I had met after a concert the weekend previous in Clearwater. And Jerry Goldsmith had come out in a surprisingly gregarious way.
And I had caught up with Guy McKone of Stratford, Ontario, my cyber-soul brother in film music who most certainly is dead and before his time. And at that very moment when Jerry G got in the car and pulled away, I knew for a certainty that I and my friends from cyberspace had truly gone all the way this weekend. So I turned to and grinned at my buddy Guy Mariner Tucker a/k/a H Rocco, and then we walked away...and returned to cyberspace. For good."
Editor's Note:
Jerry Goldsmith passed away July, 2004. He was 75 years old.
Guy Mariner "H Rocco" Tucker passed away November, 2006. He was 39 years old. It was alleged that he was also DANIEL2.
Maurice Jarre passed away March, 2009. He was 84 years old.
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