Saturday, February 13, 2010

Johnny Cash...wear BLACK for legend's birthday! Feb. 26th...







Fans of Johnny Cash are urging country-music lovers (and others who just dig great lyrics and dynamite song-styling) to help celebrate the legend's 78th birthday and his final album:

American VI:  Ain't No Grave


The enduring voice he gave to the poor and beaten down livin' in the hopeless hungry side of town was inspiratonal, hail the organizers of the tribute.

Please Wear Black for Johnny on Friday February 26th.



Join the official "Wear Black For Johnny" on Facebook

http://awe.sm/50i7Y

Post pictures of yourself wearing black and help spread the word!





Ru Paul...Drag Race! Addictive and downright fit for a Queen!







Monday night I was  trekking up Santa Monica when I spied an effervescent flock of gay dudes whooping it up at Mickey's Nightclub.

For the beginning of the week - even in WeHo - it was  quite a turn out at a local watering hole.

As I approached the recently-decorated nightclub (it mysteriously went up in flames last year) I suddenly caught site of a smattering  of high-tech screens sprinkled strategically about the popular hang-out for maximum viewing capability.

All eyes were focused on a gaggle of giggling females (Drag Queens) exuberantly sashaying about on screen this way 'n that.

OMG!

The highly touted  "Ru Paul Drag Race" was being broadcast coast to coast on Logo TV.com (and I was missing it).

For those completely in the dark (or in the closet) Drag Race is the Pop Icon's spanking (emphasis here) new tongue-in-check (wrong choice of phrases?) entertainment offering.

Ru Paul is a friend on myspace, so I suppose I'd better whip up a promo before I get a bitch lashing!

Frankly, I don't know how I missed the broadcast; after all, when I was in San Francisco last week -  billboards advertising the Logo comedy - were everywhere high and low (even at bus  shelters).

If  I am not mistaken, it's kind of a search for the top model, but with a delicious transexual twist!

Needless to say, I plan to tune in Monday Night (9/8c) - and if suitably jolted -  may even be inspired to rustle up a review.

Entertainment weekly warned it is incredibly addictive so I expect there will be a lot to crow - um - hen about.
 
 
 

Pavillions...security guards harass shoppers! Management looks other way...


Goofy irresponsible Management spoils shopping experience!
(WeHo)




Thursday night customers at Pavillions in WeHo were a tad miffed when a security guard strode up to the cozy Starbucks cafe and instructed the handful of regulars sipping on tasty beverages and engaging in a bit of upbeat chatter that the section was being shut-down.

Huh?

The hands on the plain modern clock on the wall confirmed that it was just shy of  9 p.m. on a Thursday night in the heart of gay gulch.

Right off-the-bat, a couple of die-hard social butterflies hauled a couple of straight-back chairs to the other side of the partition, plunked themselves down, and carried on in spite of the nasty impolite intrusion.

"Heh," yelled out the surly African-American guard, "put those chairs back."

One elderly gent piped up in a knee-jerk sort-of reaction.

"We'll just wait here until the cleaning crew finish up," he huffed at the Pavillions staffer.

At this point, the big lug was quick on the uptake, too.

"I'm shutting this section down for the night," he snarled back.

A disgruntled local resident asked to speak to the manager.

"I don't need to get a manager, 'cause I know who I am," he hollered back as he glared down his nose and snickered under his breath.

Huh?

What does "knowing who you are" have to do with a request to rustle up the store manager?

Something was amiss!

This a**hole's attitude, for starters.

I wasn't surprised by what went down, though.

In the past few weeks I reported on a handful of African-American security guards abusing their authority at the same Pavillions.

For instance, I witnessed a couple of racist guards follow white folks around the store - and on a few occasions - harass and intimidate them without provocation.

Although loyal customers have complained about these individuals, management has not taken any action - in fact, in some cases - hasn't even bothered to respond (in spite of the fact pamphlets at the cashier encourage consumers to lodge their opinions on service and quality with the understanding their voice(s) will be heard).

It's all for show, eh?

Shortly after my post was published on the Internet, and the security guards recognized me later when I was shopping in the store, they began to whisper amongst themselves (and point me out to fellow employees).

Now, they give me the old hairy eye-ball everytime I saunter into the store.

'Ya know, I've been shopping at this location for twenty years, and I don't intend to let a gang of thugs intimidate me or try to discourage me from shopping there if I so choose.

When you consider these bullies are outsiders who come into the neighborhood daily to work - then shuffle off at the end of the shift to some hellhole in another part of town - it's downright annoying.

An ill-mannered uneducated ruffian with no class - though attired in a well-pressed dark monkey suit provided by the security company - is still a low-life ruffian (no matter how you cut it).

I generally just breeze in, purchase a handful of items, then pay at the automated cashier.

Subsequently, I have as little contact as possible with these unsophisticated losers.

A scripture says it succinctly:

Never throw pearls before swine.

Amen!
 
 


Pavillions distorted perception about white folks!
 

Valentine's Day...Block Party in WeHo offers erotic special!


HAPPY VALENTINE'S DAY!




Probably the best Valentine's Day special I stumbled on this past week was screaming  (not  unusual in West Hollywood) out at me from  Block Party - a trendy menswear shop on Santa Monica  - that boasts quite a few items in stock that celebrate (and show off) the male physique.

Get this!

Buy 2 pair of underwear (I feel a boner coming on already) and a DVD  porno of your choice is FREE.


Now you need some party favors!

Lube, X-tra-large Trojans, what have you!

Oh, and a hot date, of course!

Play safe!





LGBT Forum...West Hollywood hosts Intergenerational talk on Gay issues! Feb. 13th...

Night life on Sunset Strip
(WeHo)



Toss on your best party dress, slip into your heels, and head on down to West Hollywood Park this afternoon to catch an intergenerational meeting and panel discussion on gay issues hosted by the city of WeHo suitably titled:

"Where Generations Meet: Collision or Coalition?"

The spirited (and lively, no doubt) dialogue will focus on key issues facing the LGBT community today.

Experienced panelists include Dan Berkowitz and Ivy Bottini (co-chairs of the Lesbian & Gay Advisory Board), author Malcolm Boyd, historian Jeanne Cordova, Tom De Simone (ONE archives), and Madison Di Napoli (University of Northridge Lesbian, Bisexual and Transgender Association).

Location
Auditorium
West Hollwood Park
647 S. San Vicente
WeHo

Date
February 13th

Hours
1:00 to 4:00 p.m.

For those who are unable to attend, there will be an opportunity to watch it from the comfort of their home on CityChannel 10.

The forum will also be streamed live @ www.weho.org/tv

Info:
Jeff Beck
323.848.6471

www.weho.org


Olympics...protesters disrupt Vancouver Streets! Schwarzenegger hands-off torch...



Budget cruncher hands off Olympic Torch





True to form, protesters in Vancouver took to the streets - one thousand strong - to underscore their displeasure about the folly of the cost of the Olympics (and its impact on the environment) at a time when financial straits are hurting a lot of Canadians around the country.

As I noted in a post earlier this week, opponents to the games were gearing up for a full frontal attack to be launched on the day of the opening ceremonies.



They did not disappoint!

The rag-tag posse of disgruntled protesters swept through downtown Vancouver yesterday chanting catchy slogans.

"We ain't got no tickets!"

"Homes not games!"

Although they were well organized (and nimble on their feet) the men in blue were out in full force, too, and managed to hold the upstarts back without any disruption at the commencement of the Olympic celebration.

It was one of the biggest organized rallies ever in Canada against the world games.

The protest was described as an "action against capitalism & colonization".

"There's never been an Olympian protest like this. This is a first," said Chris Shaw, a spokesperson for 2010 Watch who participated in the landmark event.

The main thrust of their protest pertained to cost.

According to the group - Canadian citizens are taking it on the chin and bearing the brunt of the multi-million-dollar games - which will ultimately only profit land developers and corporate sponsors for the Olympics.

In one tense moment, a masked man clad in black dashed forward with an anarchist flag to taunt police, but was quickly pushed back.

A spirited bank of Canucks - in opposition to the anti-Olympics protesters - sauntered into the melee as well sporting their own brand of patriotism.

Wearing banners with the red maple leaf etched boldly on their face, they proceeded to shout down the party-poopers.

"They say protest! We say party!"

The protesters managed to get their message out, nonetheless.

In fevered speeches, organizers denounced Canada's failure to sign treaties with the aboriginal First Nations, cutbacks in funding for education and the arts, and development of tar sands oil in Alberta.

The arts issue inspired another chant.

"With glowing hearts, we Kill the arts!"

Some grumbled to anyone within earshot that their children would be payng for the Olympic folly for decades to come.

Earlier in the day, protestors managed to disrupt the carring of the torch ceremony twice, by blocking the streets along the celebrated route.

Meanwhile, in an upscale part of town, Governor Schwarzenegger managed to hand off the torch to the Canadians to uproarous applause.

Guess the the protestors were worried that if the tried to interfere that he'd terminate them!

Like Arnold, I'll be back.



Olympic Logo symbol of dirty politics & injustice



Friday, February 12, 2010

The Last American Virgin...screens @ New Beverly Cinema! Boaz Davidson & Paul Keith @ Q & A...


Midnight Screening!



Saturday night - date night and on the eve before romantic Valentine's Day - Amoeba Music and Phil Blankenship present a screening of "The Last American Virgin"

The classic comedy (written and directed by Boaz Davidson) will hit the funny bone at midnight.

If the witching hour doesn't cause you to howl, the movie - starring Lawrence Monoson, Diane Franklin, Steve Antin, Joe Rubbo, Louisa Moritz, Brian Peck, and Kimmy Robertson - surely will

At press time - actors Lawrence Monoson, Diane Franklin and Paul  Keith - were scheduled to appear live! and in person! for an interactive Q &A with the audience.

In a nutshell, the storyline revolves around a posse of cliche characters.

But, the lens is keenly focused on a regular teen (Gary) who attends high school - and his two best pals - Rick (a wolf with an eye for the ladies) and David (the stereotypical fat guy friend who gets laughs for all his sight gags).

Typical of most pimply-faced teens, the three lads are always keen on getting laid.

In one scene, the horny dudes try to steal glances at naked nubile pretties in a dressing-room next door by way of a secret peep hole.

In another, a bodacious babe is tricked into having sex in exchange for a hit of cocaine (which turns out to be sweet & low or some such thing).

Very sweet and very low!

The Last American Virgin is a remake of an Israeli film.
(Eskimo Limon / 1978)

Once a string of sequels played themselves out, Boaz Davidson hooked up with producers Golan-Globus (OMG! Do you remember those flakes to take a shot at a production geared towards the American market.

Eskimo Limon was originally a modest feature about kids growing up in 1950s Israel!

Yup!  Think American Graffiti (George Lucas).

For a more widespread appeal the location was switched to a suburb in Los Angeles.

The scintillating soundtrack was a knock out hit which included olden golden goodies, classic rock, and contemporary New Wave.

Curtain:  11:59 p.m.
Tickets:   $7

See 'ya there!



Star Lawrence Monoson




Paul Keith to attend screening!

Alexander McQueen...shrine on Melrose! Ghostly image in skull...

Joyous facet of Alexander!


Unique flair for the exotic!



Last night as I was heading home, I spied a few Alexander McQueen fans, congregating at the entrance to his Melrose Avenue boutique.

Upon closer scrutiny, my eye caught a dozen or so flickering candles sprawled out on the street, alongside a myriad of heart-felt handwritten notes.

Turns out, fans stricken with sorrow, chose to express their adoration impromptu, by virtue of a shrine.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=k-q9dMnvgso

In addition to the candles (some with the Virgin Mary's image etched on their face) a number of beautiful flower arrangements had been placed amidst precious little gifts that underscored just how much the talent designer was loved.

Quite a few pedestrians who strolled by were also inclined to - stop, pay their respects, and snap a photo or two - before they nosed their way on down trendy Melrose Avenue known the world over (and poplularized by the Aaron spelling weekly pot-boiler on ABC TV).

If you recall, I reported on the sudden death of Mr. McQueen yesterday, which featured a photographic still or two of the designer's creative (visionary) handiwork.

Post: 02/11/10

http://ijulian.blogspot.com/2010/02/alexander-mcqueendead-40-fashion-world.html

Curiously, a macabre feeling swept over me at one point near midnight.

Intriguing that the retail outlet on Melrose featurex a wall-sized mural of two skulls on each side of the front door.

Just a coincidence or a hint of McQueen's longing for death?

Something downright mysterious also occurred while I was video-taping the skulls.

On the skull on the right - just above the jaw and mouth area - I glimpsed what appeared to be a ghostly face peering back.

My imagination?

The night lights playing tricks with my eyes, I expect.

Eerie, none-the-less, from where I stood.

On that note - good night - sweet Prince!




Bill Clinton...doctors dishonest about medical ailment? Deceitful Slick Willy...



I'm not six feet under yet!



Yesterday, sources close to a former President - and Bill Clinton himself - noted that "heart pains" prompted a trip to a hospital in New York which resulted in emergency on-the-spot surgery to alleviate the medical problem.

I reported on the news alert early yesterday.

Post:  02/11/10

http://ijulian.blogspot.com/2010/02/bill-clintonheart-pains-require.html

Later in the day, however, one of Clinton's doctor's made a point of noting for the record that the scandal-ridden former Arkansas Governor complained of chest "discomfort" when he was rushed to the medical facility which casts doubt on either the integrity of the physcian and/or the honesty of Clinton and his public relations team

"You wouldn't really call them "heart pains"," the doctor emphatically stressed to the media.

In retrospect, it appears that Clinton is up to his slick shenanigans once again.

I surmise that after-the-fact, his posse of "image brokers" hatched up an "emergency" escape plan, to prevent any fall out or questions about the severity of the ailment yesterday or doubts about the reliability of Clinton's "health" in the future.

For good reason.

The former President heads up a multi-million-dollar foundation,and in view of that, must be careful that an image of uncertainty about his future does not adversely affect the generosity of wealthy patrons or stop-up the flow of cash.

Because Hillary's hubbie (with the active libido and no problem with blood flow to the penis) has been assigned the role of a special U.S. envoy to assist with Haitian relief  there is also cause for concern.

In the high-crisis situation that he has been plunked down in - that will require a lot of physically-draining travel and a stressful demanding schedule - questions might be raised about his capacity to fulfill his duties (or even the wisdom of continuing on in view of the urgent health matters experienced this past week).

I surmise that - the doctor, Clinton (and Hillary), and former president's team of advisers and PR staff  - orchestrated a grip on the nature of the news reports filtering out in a deceitful effort to rope in potentially negative informantion that might ultimately weaken Clinton's public image as a robust man with years of public service ahead of him.

Frankly, I don't think the doctor was telling the truth.

Coincidentally, this past weekend, I was admitted to Cedars Sinai due to "chest pains".

I make no bones about it.

Personally, I am familiar with the procedures involved with "discomfort" or "pains" in the chest.

If a patient states he or she has "discomfort" in the chest, the doctor will undoubtedly ask if there is any actual "pain".

If not, the physician may rule out the "heart" as the culprit.

The symptoms may indicate muscle spasms, an infection in the oesophagus, whatever.

However, if the patient confirms there is  "pain", they will be asked to describe it in detail.

For example, the doctor will quiz as to whether the pain is sharp, dull, radiating from one area to another, and so forth and so on.

At this juncture, an EKG or X-Ray may be ordered up, if the symptoms and "pain" experienced signal potential heart problems.

In a nutshell, information is obviously being withheld to protect Mr. Clinton, for whatever reason.

Typical of slick Willy, don't you think?

It's difficult to feel any sympathy for a man who perpetuates a myth about himself from behind a mask.

Yeah, Hillary is in on it, too.

Lay down with dogs and you get fleas!



Stents look pretty scary to moi!

Thursday, February 11, 2010

Yoko Ono...We are Plastic Ono Band rehearsal gig! Scissor Sisters on bill...


Plastic Ono Band!


Scissor Sisters band members on slate!



Twitter pal, Yoko Ono, notified me that if you haven't snapped up tickets for the - "WE ARE THE PLASTIC ONO BAND" concert slated for February 16th - you're too late.

That much-anticipated event in New York City is SOLD OUT!

For this reason, Yoko sprung into a chorus of activity, and organzied a musical happening for Monday February 15th as well - to preclude the one on Tuesday - so fans have the opportunity to catch the Plastic Ono Band.

"A once in a lifetime experience, possibly," she gushed enthusiastically!

The "We Are Plastic Ono Band Dress Rehearsal" - gig boasts:

*Plastic Yoko Ono Band
(YOKO ONO, SEAN LENNON, YUKA HONDA & CORNELIUS)

*KLAUS VOORMANN & JIM KELTNER
(Scissor Sisters)

*JAKE SHEARS & ANA MATRONIC
(Sonic Youth)
*THURSTON MOORE & KIM GORDON

*JUSTIN BOND & HARUOMI HOSONI

Tickets
http://bit.ly/YObamtix

Price Range
$19.90, $29.90, $45, $55, $65



John & Yoko "bed in"
(Canada)


Sean Lennon
(spitting  image of Dad)


Alexander McQueen...dead @ 40! Fashionista Lady GaGa shocked....




He was sought out by the world's most glamorous women - Rihanna, Nicole Kidman, and Sarah Jessica Parker - to name a few!

I often stopped in my tracks at the designer's studio window on Melrose Avenue - to take a gander at his latest innovative creations structured in bold shapes and colors - which appealed to the fashion instincts of the celebrated elite.


The news was shocking.

Alexander McQueen dead at age 40!

A bit of a tyrant (tempermental taskmaster?) in the backstage environs pre-showtime - the talented gentleman was still highly regarded by his fashionista arch rivals - none-the-less.

His legacy?

An influence that will go beyond bellweather trends - and in the final analysis - continue to inspire up-and-coming designers new to the runway.

"His brilliant imagination knew no bounds as he conjured up collection after collection of extraordinary designs. At one level he was a master of the fantastic, creating astounding fashions shows that mixed design, technology and performance, and on another he was a modern day genius whose gothic aesthetic was adopted by women the world over. His death is the hugest loss to anyone who knew him and for very many who didn't," raved Alexander Shulman on British Vogue's  Web site.

Others hailed the designer from around the globe.


For instance, on CNN (Thursday) Lady Gaga - infamous for her eye-catching ground-breaking fashion - spoke of her admiration for the designer.

"His brilliant imagination knew no bounds as he conjured up collection after collection of extraordinary designs."



London's Metropolitan Police confirmed for the record that a 40-year-old man was found dead at an address in Green Street.

Curiously, they would not confirm his identity, although the death was not considered foul play.

"At this stage it is inappropriate to comment on this tragic news beyond saying that we are devastated and are sharing a sense of shock and grief with Lee's family," a company rep solemnly uttered up on behalf of the family of the designer

A spokesperson at the Alexander McQueen store in New York said the shop would be closed Thursday and Friday in light of the designer's death.



Amber Rose in McQueen show-stoppers!


Bill Clinton...heart pains require immediate surgery! Hillary on way to New York...


Former President reflects on life!


Former President Bill Clinton was rushed to a New York hospital today after suffering pains in the chest.

Just a short while ago, his staff confirmed that the complaints were serious enough to require immediate surgery.

In a brief assessment on the fly, doctors noted for the record, that a bypass graft from a prior operation obstructed normal operating functons which required two stents to alleviate the coronary artery emergency.

The silver-haired statesman, has been involved hands-on with the United Nations as a special envoy to Haiti in recent weeks, in the aftermath of the violent earthquake which killed thousands.

Mr. Clinton just returned a few days ago from his second trip there since the natural catastrophe shook the Nation.

Sources close to President Clinton have assured well-wishers that he is in good spirits and will continue to focus on the work of his foundation and Haiti’s relief and long-term recovery efforts."

Mr. Clinton, suffered a quadruple coronary artery bypass surgery in 2004, and later developed rare complications affecting his lungs that required another operation six months later.

Secretary of State Hillary Rodham Clinton, on the job in Washington, plans to head to New York late this afternoon to be by her husband's side during the healing process.

The last scare caused Mr. Clinton to reflect on life a bit in the face of potential mortaliy.

 “It changed me,” he noted in a The New York Times interview.

“One of the things I noticed is that on normal days ever since I had that heart surgery, I’m a lot more laid back and a lot more relaxed and a lot more healthy."

“But I also noticed since I had the surgery – and this is what you picked up in the campaign – that if I’m really tired, it’s more difficult for me than it was when I was back in politics before I had the heart problem. I have no explanation for why that is. I’m just observing it. It’s neither an excuse for any mistake I made or anything else. I’m just explaining. It’s something I’ve noticed. My life has changed.”

Get well soon, Willy!
 

Bill & Hillary
(childhood sweethearts)

Oscars...dazzling Governor's Ball! Chic after-party gate-crasher's dream...


Chic Governor's Ball tough to crash, Mr. President!



The red carpets will be ceremoniously rolled out, dazzling celebrities will trip-the-light-fantastic as swarms of paparazzi and gushing fans gaze on from the sidelines, little Gold Statuettes will be touted and bestowed on worthy (!) recipients -  then - it's off to the Cinderella Ball!

Well, not exactly, but the the Oscar afer-party is the biggest soiree to attend on March 7th, when the curtain for the televised Academy of Motion Pictures Arts & Sciences shutters down and the brilliant kleig lights are packed away 'til next year.

1500 winners will trot a few steps from the Kodak Theatre to the Grand Ballroom next door to toast each other with a little bubbly (and in some instances, heal each other's open wounds).

This year, the par-tay hearty - and the chic elite of Tinsel Town - will eat, drink, and be merry amidst a stunning decor lifted from the divine Art Deco era.

Event producer Cheryl Cecchetto glowed with pride recently when she boasted to the media that everything from the lighting design to the servers' outfits was carefully chosen to evoke the feel (and dramatic flair) of the period.

"The Governor's Ball will fuse eclectic and innovative design elements of the era and style," she beamed.

"The overall look will marry artistic originality with the Academy's own tradition of class and elegance."

Think Chrysler building, in New York City, folks!

On the festive occasion, guests will be impressed by the table dressings, charcoal grey tablecloths fashioned with a subtle understated sheen, exquisitely crafted arrangements in purple, and Calla lilies designed by Mark Held of Mark's Garden.

A heavenly touch has been accomplished by virtue of a tasteful interplay of hydranges air-transported in from New Zealand, Rothchild Vanda orchids shipped first class from Thailand, and organically grown roses from Ecuador.

The menu sounds scrumptuous with main entrees such as wild salmon, Taylor Bay scallops, and lusty chicken pot pie.

Before the sit-down supper, well-mannered servers will tour the ballroom with hors d'oeuvres sure to be party-pleasers - black truffle and ricota cheese mini-pizzas, mini kobe burgers, and smoked salmon pizzas with caviar and dill cream - for starters (literally).

Desserts sound YUMMY, too.

Guests will nibble on baked alaska with espresso glace, chocolate sorbet, and toasted meringue.



Following tradition, Wolfgang Puck has created mini-Oscars in delicious chocolate with a fine spray of edible gold dust that will be inclined to wink at guests as the dazzling facets catch the light.



Golly, my invite hasn't arrived yet!

Has yours?

Gremlins at the U.S. Postal Service must have snatched them up, eh?

Wink! Wink!

Vancouver...intriguing unsolved mystery!




Lay Lady Lay
(Nashville Skyline)


Calderhouse Inn



In the old "head" days in Vancouver, I dwelled in a two-story craftsman-style building, which was divided into quaint individual apartments.

Back in the seventies, the 4th Avenue scene was pretty footloose and carefree.

At the time, I was just starting to collect a few select antiques.

One of my fondest possessions was a beautiful antique bed (a lover gave it to me) - which was quite appropos - in view of the fact Body Dylan's song (Lay Lady Lay) was popular at the time.

During that time period, I was quite involved in painting, since I was preparing for one of my first one-man exhibitions in trendy Gastown at the Galerie Allen (downtown Vancouver).

In those innocent days, I never locked my apartment door, that's how safe Kitsilano was in those romantic easy-going days.


One day, I returned home and was startled to spy Oscar Wilde's book "The Happy Prince" propped up and open on my bed, with a sheet of paper casually tucked inside the binding.

I plucked it up and found myself reading this lovely poem:

Untitled

Uncertain of the things I'll find
I explore you as an enchanted forest
that what may come may be a storm
but all may be as wondrous

Vain may be all thoughts of love
As lovely as the sight may be
of one that so close compares
to a century of dreaming

Author Unknown

Who left it?

Ah!

A mystery yet to be resolved to this day, if only for curiosity sake.

News at 11!



A former employer!
(Royal Vancouver Yacht Club)

Wednesday, February 10, 2010

Backstage at the Geffen...Celebrity gala benefit for hope & healing! Evening of anecdotes...


Charming Geffen Theatre in Westwood!



On March 22nd, the Geffen Theatre will play host to a special event honoring Barry Meyer and Kristin Chenoweth.

Co-Chaired by Alan & Cindy Horn and John & Marilyn Wells, the organizers excitedly informed me in a press release today, that the benefit's chief function is to bring inspiration, hope and healing through the arts to over 24,000 students, at-risk youth, and seniors and veterans.

In sum, Backstage at the Geffen is expected to be an evening of laughter, music and irreverent stories about life on the other side of the curtain.

The special event with draw on Geffen's extended family of actors, playwrights and directors.

The chi chi celebrity gala affair at the charming Geffen will be hosted and directed by Gil Cates.

A handful of high-profile sponsors include Warner Brothers, Audi & Fiji water, to name a few!

Mezzanine tickets

$250+

Info: Ticket & Sponsorship

310.208.6500


Geffen relaxes poolside
(well almost)
 
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