Monday, July 29, 2013

afterthoughts about blogs about Josh's love life

This seems to always happen to me.  After I write something, I find more that I want to write about.  This could have been an addendum to what I posted last night.  

But, of course, what I posted last night was already so very long that making an addendum to it would practically turn it into a book.  Besides, this one is sort of on a different topic, but a topic that was raised in the previous blog.

I want to start out with something that I've talked about before, which is my curiosity about what is going on neurochemically in a pop music concert. 

When a bird sings in the forest, it's a mating call.  The male bird sings, and, if the female likes what she hears, she comes by.  They both spray each other with pheromones, mate, and have little birdies.

How is this related to what goes on with pop music?  When Josh sings to us, is it, biologically, in fact, a mating call?  Is the response of women to that call a biological imperative?

It seems to be.  Women go nuts over men singing and/or dancing.   Presumably, the reason that fan response to Josh is more muted than to Justin Bieber or Usher is that they dance and Josh doesn't.  Dancing is also sometimes part of avian mating rituals.

Then what happens?  If we're sitting in a concert hall or arena, do we start spraying pheromones?  Does the venue become a miasma of pheromones? 

What effect does this have on the audience?  What effect does it have on the musicians?  

Is this why musicians are so notoriously promiscuous?

Is this why some fans become stalkers?

An interesting response to this situation was that of Cat Stevens, who became Muslim, renamed himself Yusuf Islam, and decided that pop singing was simply against his religion -- and, curiously, also looks like Josh.  It was later pointed out that many Muslims feel that Islam does not prohibit pop singing; but Yusuf replied that for him the promiscuity, drugs, and alcohol did not seem separable from the singing.  I wonder if his intuition that somehow the singing was the cause of the promiscuity was in fact correct.

I've also blogged about Michael Jackson's observations of his audience; how he was fascinated with the audience response to his performances; how he hoped that audience response to singing, dancing, and children might be harnessed to bring about world healing/peace.  This was the origin of my quixotic quest for the world anthem.

I still hope that the curious effect on the audience of pop music can actually be harnessed for world peace, that there can be a musical chain reaction that results in world healing.  Yet, there are also, it would seem, negative effects of the experience.

Women who become obsessed with Josh cannot all mate with him.  The logistics would be impossible. There was one classic interview on TV, I think with Ellen, where fans were clamoring to marry him or something like that, and he viscerally reacted with an emotional "I can't," as if he somehow felt he should requite all the applicants, but was truly frustrated, even frightened, that it was impossible.

Going back to the bird example, it seems to me that once that lady bird comes hopping by and sprays the male with pheromones, after he sings, he probably cannot change his mind.  It's probably a binding biological contract.  Even if there's something not quite right about this female, if she came in response to his call and sprays him, he probably cannot refuse.

The pop singer must refuse, though, or be trampled to death.  I wonder if that's a biologically difficult or damaging thing for the singer to do.  What toll does it take on him to refuse the hypothetical biological contract?

Now back to the fan blogs, which I mentioned previously.  For myself, I find that writing about my obsession does seem to help.  Chatting with other fans online or in person also seems to help.

I am thinking, too, of the song that Josh sings, "Broken Vow," and of the lyrics 
Tell me his name
I want to know
The way he looks
And where you go
I need to see his face
I need to understand
Why you and I came to an end

This song was actually first sung by Lara Fabian (nee Crockaert), who was a co-writer of the song, so she sang it in terms of the other woman, rather than the other man.  Strangely, when Josh introduces the song, he only mentions his friend Walter Affanasiev as the writer, not Lara, even though he has sung two duets with Lara, so presumably she is also a friend.   I find it disturbing that he fails to credit her.

The lyrics are in keeping with what I've read about counselors who are trying to help couples heal from incidents of infidelity.  At least some such counselors feel that the cheating spouse must answer the questions of the spouse who is wronged in order for the latter to feel safe.

When fans blog about Josh's love life, they seem to be acting out the words of this song.  They want to know who he is with, since he can't be with them.

The board police, i.e. fans who try to censor other fans, on FOJG want to stop this impulse as wrong.  It should be noted that the actual mods on FOJG have stated that this topic is not forbidden, if, in fact, it ever was.

I don't think it's right to try to censor what other fans say.  I feel that we as fans can be helpful to each other in overcoming obsession, just as people in 12 step programs are helpful to each other in overcoming obsession with other addictive behaviors; BUT this must be done lovingly -- not as harsh critics trying to silence one another.

Also, for those fans who become obsessed with the idea that they are really going to marry Josh, actually seeing concrete information about his love life is helpful in terms of reality check.  It's definitely useful to be able to give them a link to photos of him with women who he seems to be dating.  This has had an actual positive effect on some such people in making them realize that Josh is not as available as he might seem.

On the other hand, with these blogs that specifically focus on Josh's love life, people are trying to work out their jealousy feelings toward Josh and his friends, because the hypothetically biological promise of his singing is not to be carried out.  We have seen some of these jealous people become extremely hostile, catty, and even cruel towards women who have been linked to Josh. 

At some point, this crosses over the line into cyber bullying.  I particularly feel for those women who are not even in the entertainment industry and would therefore normally never be public figures or the target of strange fans and/or haters.

I'm not quite sure where I come down on this.  I do think that fans NEED to talk about Josh's love life, need to talk to other fans, need to find other fans online to talk about this.  I believe that this kind of conversation will lessen the dysfunction that many fans experience.  On the other hand, I also feel that cyber-bullying is wrong.

I talked about suicide in the immediately previous blog.  What if one of these women connected with Josh were to commit suicide because of online cyber bullying?  That would be horrible, but we know that can happen.  People have committed suicide due to cyber bullying.   

I also follow Paris Jackson on twitter.  She complained of cyber bullying.   Later I actually saw some bullying tweets.  I did report some of them, but only after a delay.  I still feel guilty that I did not act sooner, in view of her later suicide attempt.  I know the press has attributed her distress over the death of her father, but I'm sure bullying did not help.

I don't have a definite conclusion here, but I wanted to share my thoughts on these topics.

Sunday, July 28, 2013

On joking about suicide and women


Josh Groban made a suicidal sounding tweet about playing five bullet Russian roulette.  This was worrisome to me.

I was a high school exchange student in France. A few years after I left, my French host father committed suicide.  That was upsetting, needless to say.  

Somehow, when I was there, I kept having strange thoughts drifting into my head about suicide.  It wasn't that I wanted to kill myself, as I was fairly happy there, but somehow as if I was intuiting something about suicide in my environment.  

I volunteered for a suicide prevention hotline back in the USA in the intervening years between my visit there and when he finally did it.  It wasn't that I knew he was going to do it, but somehow I knew there was a suicide that needed to be prevented.

My host father dropped strange comments that were later obviously hints, like "I won't live to be old."

Joking about suicide is supposed to be a warning sign or cry for help experts say.  You're always supposed to take such jokes seriously.  You're never supposed to just let them pass.

Josh made a friend in New Zealand who is called Diaper Wolf on twitter.  He has tweeted her several times.  She has a whole blog about her corpse.  Sometimes she seems to be intrigued by suicide.  

I wonder what drew him to her -- other than that she seems to have that physical type that all the women recently connected with Josh have had: slender with tiny flat tummies, but nevertheless curvaceous, and with long, dark, almost black hair.

He has often talked about being depressed and he has written and sung depressed songs.  Is he attracted to a woman who is fascinated with death, because he is suicidal?

@elizzzibeth tweeted that his tweet upset her, because she felt helpless to do anything about her fear that he might be suicidal.

I tweeted to Josh that I wondered if he realized how many people would be devastated if he did kill himself.  I also tweeted that I hoped that, even though we must all seem like a great faceless mass to him, he might be able to envision us enough as individuals to not want to hurt us that way.  Who knows if he saw that or what he thought of it?

He has made it clear that the adulation of older women has often made him uncomfortable.  He points out how very young he was when he started out and how overwhelming older fans felt, when he still saw himself as a kid.  He has said he wants to date women his own age.  He affiliated with College Humor for a movie -- an outfit that seems institutionally uncomfortable with aging.  Please see my earlier blog about "Coffee Town," which discusses this topic.  He retweeted a link to a video about young actresses mimicking and poking fun at his older fans.  He said the video made him laugh until he cried.  

He seems to be trying to change his music to suit a younger audience.  It doesn't seem to be working.  Sales are going down, and the older fans persist.

So perhaps hurting older fans like me doesn't seem like a big obstacle? I don't know.

I've been listening a lot to "Closer," Josh's most popular album, and trying to compare the music to that in "All that Echoes."   Of course, the ATE beat is stronger, to create a bit more rock-like feeling as Josh and Rob Cavallo have pointed out; but  I think what I'm noticing is that, while ATE continues to use an orchestra, the music is less complex and varied in the later album than in the earlier album.  I'm not a big music theorist, so it's hard for me  to sure about that either.

I suspect that older fans are more likely to be attracted to musical complexity, though I'm not sure about that.

I blogged before about declining sales, briefly, but I continue to think about that topic.

I'm sure it must be frustrating to Josh, having worked so hard on this latest album and having been so happy with it, that it has done the least well of any of his albums.  It must be hard thinking that he might have to go crawling back to David Foster with his tail between his legs.

I hope he can keep that in perspective.  It's always hard having to adjust one's expectations downwards.  He did so well in his first albums, when he was still an adolescent, it could be easy to develop an expectation that he would always do that well.  It could be easy to get despondent about not meeting that type of expectation, if one were a depressive type.

And then, of course, there is his love life or lack thereof.

To listen to him talk, he is always alone and frustrated.  That could certainly make a person depressed.

If one listened to the online fan blogs, particularly the "Pretty Woman" site, which was recently deleted, one would get the impression that he is a playboy with a girl in every port.  Is he promiscuous? Is he despondent about many failed relationships? 

He has several times said that he would never pull a fan out of the audience and have sex with her.  It's an odd sort of statement for a person who cultivates a shy, nerdy, loner image.  

When I first heard the not pulling fans from audience commitment, I took it as a statement of sexual conservatism from a sexually conservative young man.  After reading the gossip blogs, I start wondering if it was a sort of desperate statement, like someone struggling with alcohol saying he will never drink hard liquor.  

That's the problem with gossip.  It can give you a totally different impression of a person, without much hard evidence.  These bloggers claimed to have an inside edge on various tweets and to know which tweeters were friends of the women of interest; but I certainly was not in a position to check all these tweets and verify the truth or falsity of any of the conclusions drawn.

Josh recently tweeted about talking to a woman in a club in Las Vegas and there was also by a tweet from someone who apparently knew him from college, with a picture showing him partying with 3 beautiful young women.  The one who seemed to be positioned closest to Josh looked like that same physical type again.   There was something about the way they were standing so close to each other that made one think there could be something going on there.

His recent tweet said he was a lady's man.  

Sometimes the women who have been connected with him on the gossip blogs have tweeted or posted on Facebook comments indicating that he hurt them or that some man hurt them, further fueling the activity on the gossip blogs.

The morality police on FOJG always insist that Josh is highly private, that he doesn't want fans to know who he's with.  They beat (or try to) anyone who has the unmitigated gaul to discuss his personal life out of the club. 

Josh has said that he likes to be private to protect the women he's with from fan attention.  This concern certainly seems justified given the extreme hostility that some show toward these women -- especially on that "J-spot" blog, which appears to exist for the sole purpose of allowing jealous fans to vent their venom against the women who might have had a shot at Josh.  

When I was at the Americans for the Arts Awards, Josh apparently had his manager tell us to stop staring just as a potential woman of interest came into view.  There was a different woman, who seemed to be acting as a decoy to further distract our attention from the woman of potential interest.  I speculated that the decoy might actually have been hired for this purpose.  This all tended to confirm the impression that one gets on FOJG that he wants privacy.

Yet he does like to tweet when he has flirted with someone.  Could he actually be picking up women at parties in clubs?   Does some part of him want us to know that?  Is he struggling to get out of the closet in some way?

Gay people have struggled to get out of the closet and have been widely accepted as a result.

Promiscuous men have sometimes bragged in locker rooms, but are not widely accepted.  Women tend to feel abused by them.  Less attractive men -- who don't have a shot at being promiscuous -- are not happy with those who manage to seduce lots of women.  In fact, I think the promotion of monogamy is more for the protection of beta males than it is for the protection of women.

Could acceptance of promiscuous males be the next frontier for civil libertarians?  

I do feel that people like Bill Clinton and Josh are subjected to temptations that the rest of us never experience.  It's easy to sit in judgment on someone when one has never walked a mile in his shoes.  That seems to be the case of those bloggers who get so irritated at what they perceive to be Josh's love life or lovers.

The thought of Josh possibly being promiscuous scares me.  I had seven friends die of AIDS during the the '80's, before there were drugs that were effective against HIV.  Even now the drugs don't work forever and the people who take them are likely not going to live the kind of full life they might have led without HIV infection.  I know Josh can be impulsive.  I can imagine him getting careless about protection.

In any case, Josh does sometimes seem frustrated with the way his love life is going.  He has said that he wants to get married and have children.  He has said that his traveling gets in the way of relationships.   He frequently implies that he's lonely.

Frustration about career and love life can certainly make a person depressed.

So I sit here and worry, helplessly, as  pointed out in her tweet, about the possibility that Josh's joking about suicide is in fact a call for help.  As I've said before, Josh is the chief of my online tribe and my avatar in the great online video game that is the Internet as well as in my personal fantasy life, in addition to being my celebrity obsession and favorite musician.

There is something about the entertainment industry that gets fans like me closely emotionally involved with celebs who are distant strangers.   This social construct continues to fascinate me as it also holds me captive.

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Addendum: memorial blog for @elizzzibeth mentioned in this blog

Tuesday, July 16, 2013

repeat of Fathom event

So I missed the first movie theater showing of this event, because I was actually live in the Allen Room.  Therefore I wanted to see the movie version.

This was a really good show.

Before the movie, where they usually have trailers of other movies, they had Josh trivia.  After the movie, they had a "making of" thing about "All that Echoes".

The only thing that was missing was the "Play Me" encore that we heard in the Allen Room, but which apparently the cameras never picked up.

I was struck again at how very pale Josh looked, particularly at the beginning of the concert.  Later in the concert, his color seemed to improve.

There was a problem for me at the Allen Room, which you'll have noticed if you have been reading this blog, that the first part of the concert was too loud.  Josh even commented on that during the concert.

I had hoped that the movie theater would not have this problem.  This turned out to be true.  The concert was never too loud in the movie theater.

Unfortunately, though, they still seemed to be skimping on reproducing the overtones.  People often comment that Josh sounds better live.  I believe this is due to overtones.  Digital reproduction techniques remove some of these, skimping on storage space and transmission bandwidth.  Audio experts think that people can't tell the difference.

I think people can tell the difference.  They might not be able to articulate it well, but they feel something different when the overtones are there.  I suspect that the studies that show that people cannot tell the difference are flawed, because the effect is mostly subliminal -- and people cannot well articulate a sense of subliminal excitement that comes from proper reproduction of overtones.

In any case, attendance was very light -- only about 20 people in my theater in White Plains, NY -- and at least six of those people were at the live concert, possibly more.

I do find the light attendance baffling.  Aside from possibly missing overtones, which I can't even be sure about, even, the music was fabulous.

I think the "All that Echoes" album is a fantastic album.  I cannot understand why it isn't selling better.  I also think this was a fabulous concert.

It's so frustrating to me as a fan, because I know that I won't be able to get as many recordings and concerts of Josh's music as I would like, if the albums and concerts don't sell.  And I want those albums and concerts.

Sunday, July 14, 2013

Coffee Town

Explanatory note: I am a Grobanite and I bought this movie, because it featured Josh Groban
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OK, let's start out with genre here.

This is basically like an extended TV sitcom.

Now, I haven't watched much TV recently.  I didn't watch for 30 years, when I had sworn off TV, and I only watch clips on YouTube, now.

But, when I was a kid, I watched a lot of sitcoms.  One of the things that happened to me, as a kid, with these programs, was that I often ran out of the room screaming.  Our house had a circuit around the stairs, and I would run out of the living room past the stairs through the corridor in back, through the kitchen, and back to the living room, screaming.  Then if the scene that bothered me was still going on, I would leave again.

I think sometimes this was due to sexual content that I was not prepared to watch, but now I realize there was something else.  When they set up the plot so that characters are preparing to do something really dumb, where they're going to get in trouble, I still want to run out of the room screaming.

This happened during this movie, but I had to force myself to sit there, because Josh was going to be appearing on and off and I didn't want to miss his appearances.

It was really hard for me not to run out of the room, even tho I'm now in my fifties, just as if I were still 8.

So here I am studying improv comedy and there are comedy scenes, scenes that other people love, where I feel like I have to run out of the room.  Awkward.

I guess, if I'm on stage at the time and my team members set up one of these plot devices, given that it's improv, I can really run off the stage screaming hysterically, and maybe it will be funny.  Shudder.  OK, Arrow, practice gibbering in an exaggerated fashion and screeching -- and hope people find it funny, even though it's not funny inside.

Back to the movie review.

I survived the movie.  I did not die, even tho I stayed and watched the part I didn't want to watch.  It sure felt like I was going to die.  Now this is not a criticism of the movie.  If you look back at the sitcoms I was having this type of problem with in the 60's it was stuff like "I Love Lucy."  I'm just weird.

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Anyway, some Grobies have been worried that this movie would be juvenile and full of poop jokes.

No.  It's not juvenile.  It's "College Humor." It's a bit higher brow than the typical movie fare, aimed at a higher intellect, actually fairly slow paced and thoughtful.  I liked that about the movie.  It doesn't have frequent scene cuts.  They take time to develop characters.  They don't do a bunch of sensationalist special effects.  The main character is narrating, while also acting his role, and he's thinking and he's got ethics and social consciousness, and all that wonderful stuff.

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Now about my concerns with stereotyping and bigotry.

We already know these College Humor people are ageist, because they excluded older Grobies from the free screening last year -- and, sure enough, there were virtually no people over 40 in the movie, other than, perhaps, the coffee shop owner, who is a bad guy.  College Humor has publicly stated that they were targeting an under 40 audience.

Also, I sort of suspected that it was going to be sexist, because there were 5 main characters and only one was a woman.  Sure enough it was about a bunch of guys talking to each other, and the woman was basically only a love interest.

I also don't recall seeing African American characters, or, if they were there, it was only in minor roles.

So it's College Humor for white, male college students ...

Actually not really.

These guys are kidding themselves.  They're not college age.  They're in their 30's.  So, it's humor for reasonably intelligent, single, white guys in their 30's who want to believe that they're still just like college students -- perhaps a bit of arrested development.  Also, if they exclude older Grobies from their screening, they can continue to fool themselves into thinking they are very young, when really they're in early middle age.

There seem to be a lot of guys like that who are constantly hoping that they really come off younger than they are.  Surprise, guys!  You're going to be over 40 yourselves soon.  Nyah-nyah!  Grumble.

But, I suppose, even when you're over 40, women are still going to exist only for your romantic fantasies.

Hey, Josh, do you notice that it's mostly women who buy your albums?

But the movie is not at all juvenile, and, while there were poop comments, they were fairly tasteful, all things considered, and very few instances of the "f" word.  Mostly it was thoughtful and philosophical.

I liked the way they dealt with the retarded man, one of those few instances where they were inclusive.

So attitudes toward women and older people were bad, but toward people with disabilities not bad.   So I can give them a grudging point towards stepping out of bigotry a bit...

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Now about Josh.  I thought he did a good job.

It was a major role.  He was not the star.  He was the antagonist.

I'm used to seeing Josh on stage and on twitter going into this goofy childlike persona.  I have come to believe that that is really him, that child persona, that he's in fact not entirely grown up.  I sometimes wonder whether, in private, he's obnoxiously immature and whether that's why he is still single.

In any case, in this movie, he is playing someone who is grown up, and the goofy kid makes no appearances, so that says something already.

When Josh played in "The Office" and also in "Crazy, Stupid, Love," his characters spoke in a high voice.  The same was true in Josh's early interviews on Talk Shows.  Also, when Josh does impressions, he often goes into a high voice.  By contrast, in this movie, the high voice only appears when Josh is singing a bit of falsetto.   You definitely wouldn't take him for the same character he played in "The Office" or "Crazy, Stupid, Love."

He gets to show quite a range of emotions, tho, perhaps predictably, the one he does most affectingly is heartbreak, where he really grabs your heart ... just like on stage.

Still, I thought he showed that he can act.  I know some people feel that he's not good at it, but I liked what he did there as an actor.

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Anyway, overall, I can't say that I loved the movie.  There were parts of it I liked.  I wouldn't say I disliked it, either, tho.

Since I'm a Grobie (Yes, Josh, I know you don't like that term and I'm using it anyway, just to bug you, Nyah-nyah, again...) I'm interested in what Josh does, and therefore this movie was a must see.

I bought my copy, so, eventually, I am hoping to show the movie to my kids who are white males, tho they are actually really college age, unlike the College Humor people.  And, unlike the guys in their 30's, my sons are actually much less tasteful when making poop and sex jokes. This could be a step up for them.

Also I might invite a Grobie or two to watch it some time.

Maybe if I watch it a second time, I won't have to hold on quite so tightly to the arms of my chair to keep from running out screaming.

Friday, July 12, 2013

Lost Blog

OK.  I went to the Hollywood Bowl 7/2/13 and 7/4/13.

I was camping after that at Malibu Creek State Park.  I went hiking 7/6/13 and got horrible blisters, so 7/7/13 I sat at my campsite and wrote out a very long and complete blog about my experiences, by hand, in a notebook.  I intended to scan it in when I got home and post it here.  The notebook got lost in the plane back.

Screech.

I had been writing in it for days, mostly about Josh ...

So, probably I'll be putting in bits and pieces here for a while.

Here's the first bit, about trying to drive to the Bowl with @elizzzibeth:


Here's a bit I posted on "Bad Grobanites"

People seemed to be filming freely at the Hollywood Bowl.  July 2 I didn't think that Josh sounded all that good.  His voice didn't have its usual richness and he sounded strangled on quite a few of the higher notes.  July 4, though, he sounded fabulous, tho Brave is still a problem.  It's just too high for him.   At least on the 4th it didn't sound totally strangled.

Here's the set list


Brave 

False Alarms

February Song

Un Alma Mas

Vincent

Alla Luce

The Moon is harsh mistress

Sincera

Hollow Talk

Hebel solo leading directly into Voce Existe Em Mim

Broken Vow

I Believe

You Raise Me Up

Smile (encore)

Josh did not sign autographs after the concerts at the Hollywood Bowl, because he left before the fireworks. I did get to say high to his parents after the July 2 concert.  I had met them twice before.  I didn't have the courage to say "Hi" to Chris.  I follow him on twitter, but he never answers my tweets.  I know he feels awkward that his twitter followers are mostly his brother's fans.  He looks much younger in person.

I still don't like Hebel's playing all that much.  It's not like he's making errors, but he's just not Lucia.  She's spoiled me.  She's the only violinist I've ever really enjoyed.    I do like Hebel's composition, that he plays in the instrumental interlude, tho -- and he's very cute.

Hebel isvery tall, tho.  Josh seems to favor tall band members.  I suppose that reflects his concern with security.  Christian & Tariqh could certainly act as backup security guards.

Ruslan is quite tall as well, tho very thin.

I originally had a ticket only to the 4th, but I decided to go on the 2nd as well.  They had a ticket left, fortunately.  The 4th was totally sold out.   There seemed to be people buying and selling tickets in the crowd at both shows.

I think that the 4th of July at the Hollywood Bowl would be worth attending even if Josh were not performing.  The acoustics are great and the fireworks with the music are amazing.  I was really excited to be there, even aside from Josh, and I'm grateful that Josh got me there.  

I got pix with a lot of Josh's musicians, tho not with Josh.  Josh's musicians seem quite eager to be recognized by fans, especially Dave, the drummer (whose last name I can no longer remember) wanted to be recognized.  He's devilishly handsome, but you don't see him, because he's in back behind the drums and a screen.  Most people recognize Tariqh, Christian, and Ruslan, because they're in front.  Actually Tariqh left early with Josh.  

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This is the restaurant where Grobies met for lunch on 7/2/13

http://thegrill.com/locations/the-grill-on-hollywood

So excellent!  Delicious food. Seating on balcony over open air courtyard in H&H mall in Hollywood.  Temperature absolutely perfect.  Natural breezes feel like air conditioning.  Amazing.






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Addendum 7/14/13

More about the Hollywood Bowl.  This place is huge, seats like 17k people.  Excellent acoustics.  They show fireworks over the stage. 

Plan to go next July 4, if you didn't make it this time, even though they'll probably have a different soloist, because it's just fabulous there -- and the absolutely perfect place to celebrate the fourth of July.

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Addendum 7/17/13

One of the things I remember writing about in my notebook was how I take orchestral music for granted.  I've heard it all my life.  There have been records, concerts, radio transmissions, TV transmissions.  I forget what  miracle it is that so many musicians can sit and play together and make a coordinated sound that is beautiful.

The Los Angeles Philharmonic played several numbers before a long intermission in both concerts.  I had trouble focusing on them, because I was waiting for Josh.

They had a stunning woman conducting, Sarah Hicks, who had painted her finger nails red, white and blue.

They had us participate, both by whistling along with the Colonel Bogey march and also by having members or veterans of the armed services stand during parts of the Armed Services Medley -- and having us applaud them.   They had fireworks.

It really was a stellar performance, but I'm too jaded. I take it for granted.  I don't like this about myself as an audience member.

One of the things that I have learned by watching videos of David Foster is his great ability to make people feel enthusiastic about what they are hearing.  There was one bit in one of Jackie Evancho's DVD where he took her to see a painting & he got her excited about the painting.  I thought as I looked at it that it was one of those types of paintings that I take for granted, just as I take classical music for granted. It was some kind of large oil painting from two hundred years ago, or so.  Clearly it took a huge amount of time to paint.

David got Jackie to be excited about the painting, and I realized that i should be excited as well.  He was right.  It was an amazing painting, but I've been to too many art museums and seen too much art, just as I've heard too much classical music, and I take it for granted.

Josh's sound is new to me, so it's exciting.  That's wonderful, but I should take a page from David Foster's book and learn to be more enthusiastic about the musical miracle of well done classical music.
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Second addendum 7/17/13

Thinking about that experience on July 2, and also the many other times when Josh has sounded not so hot on his high notes, I am wondering what is going on.  Is his voice changing with age?  Has he damaged it by performing so frequently when ill?  Does he have some other health issue?  Or does he just do better when he's had more time to rehearse with the musicians and set list?

I worry that if he goes on Broadway in 2014, as he says he is going to, that he may completely blow out his voice by trying to sing 8 times a week.  If you go back on this blog, you will note that I saw Mandy Patinkin -- someone who Josh has mentioned as admiring -- at the Tarrytown Music Hall some months back.  His voice seemed to be failing, as it was so very tremulous that sometimes you could not discern the pitch.  Granted he's older than Josh, but he also sang on Broadway for a very long time.  I have to wonder whether he wore his voice out.

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Addendum 7/18/13

Another aspect of getting to the concert, this time on July 4, was that I was coming in from the north.  When I took the exit for the Hollywood Bowl, I ended up in the line for people who had special parking passes, which meant I was basically not moving for like 45 minutes, which meant I barely had time to grab dinner & eat in my seat -- and I ended up spilling food on my clothing, while eating.  I thought the signage was confusing.  True they said my lane was for people with parking passes and the other lane was for general admission, but in between it said "event parking," which seemed to apply only to the lane that said it was for special passes.

So, if you're coming from the north on 101, go into the general admission lane.

I was coming from the north, because I had just checked into my campsite at the Malibu Creek State Park.  I chose that park, because it seemed to be the closest place to Malibu that had camping.  I wanted to visit Malibu, because I understand that Josh has a house there.  I think he's trying to sell the house.  Still, I had this desire to be sort of closer to him.

I had no clue what to expect from Malibu.  I had been to the Santa Monica beach before and I sort of expected something like that.  I was totally wrong.

Malibu is a small, long, thin community that clings desperately to narrow patches of land along the coast between the beach and the costal range.  

The mountains are imposing and desolate looking -- great dry stretches interrupted by scrub.  I felt almost as if I were on Mars when I looked at those mountains, so forbidding and uninhabitable, jutting steeply up.   I didn't take pictures of them. I don't know why.  I only took pictures of things that looked good to me, not that scary drive up Malibu Canyon to the park, not the desolate mountains.  I should have.  Here's one, but it was taken in the spring, when the grass was green, not in summer when the ground is bare


Here's another, but farther up, where there is more vegetation


Here are a couple that I took, but only where there were irrigated yards and houses






If you sort of squint, you can see the mountains behind.

The press images emphasize the beaches, but those are mostly private beaches that you can't see as you drive along the coastal highway.  There's one publicly accessible beach, the Malibu Lagoon State Park.  By the time I got there, I had such bad blisters from hiking at the Malibu Creek State Park that I couldn't really hike on the beach.  

Of course, by law, they can't exclude pedestrians from the area between the low and high tide lines, so if you go by there at low tide you can have a nice walk, but they have fences trying to discourage you from coming and they have the houses on stilts right out to the high tide line; so if you go at high tide there isn't much place to walk.  

The walled areas around the beach lend a further forbidding aspect of the community that already seems forbidding because of the harsh-looking terrain.  As I was driving along, I wondered how Josh felt when he was there.  Presumably, since he wasn't right on the beach, he couldn't get there either, except at the state park.  I wondered if he felt shut out, as i did.  Here are some photos of a walled community near the beach.




Here's the fence across the beach



Just not very friendly.

I did like the shopping mall though.  They had some great restaurants and the grocery store was very nice.

It took me a while to find the neighborhood that looked a bit like what I would imagine would be around Josh's house.  It was down quite a bit from the state park beach and the main shopping mall.  I didn't stop and photograph because there wasn't parking right there.

I finally tweeted him my location at the campground, but I think by that time he must already have been in Colorado, or en route there.  In any case, he didn't come visit my campsite, but I pretended he did.

I really liked that campground, BTW.  They filmed some movies in that park or nearby and the M*A*S*H* TV show.  The whole park looked like an old western.  I kept expecting to see John Wayne and white actors made up to look like Indians riding up.

I normally live in New York.  When I first got to the Santa Monica Mountain range, I first thought that it seemed very empty, because of the expanses of dry ground between the bushes.  Later, I got used to it.  When I got back to New York, I felt nature seemed cluttered by comparison.  I found that when I hiked in the drier area my head felt quieter, as if the empty spaces allowed my internal dialog to quiet down.

I was reminded of the fact that biologists think we evolved in the Savannah areas of Africa, which would be similar in vegetation to Los Angeles County.  Also I was reminded of "Horse with No Name" by the group "America."  I kept singing to myself "in the desert, you can remember your name.


The park, tho, being over the first line of costal mountains, was substantially hotter than Malibu itself, tho still not so bad as areas further inland.  The mountains in the park that were closer to the coast had more vegetation than those on the side farther from the park.  This was an area with more vegetation.


This is a photo looking away from the coast, where you can see it getting drier



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Another addendum 7/19/13

Here is drummer Dave's website

http://www.davedicenso.com/

Like I said, he was eager to be recognized by fans -- and he's very handsome, with a captivating smile.

I was just reading Lizzi's blog.

Like her, on July 2, I spent a lot of the time cringing and wondering whether Josh was going to hit notes -- and trying to focus on the notes that were good rather than the notes that were bad.  There were certainly a lot of great notes, especially the lower ones -- and especially later in the concert when he seemed more warmed up.

As you will know, if you read the earlier blogs here, I am a person with a mild autism spectrum disorder ("ASD").  One of the characteristics of people with this type of brain (and I'm not sure it's a disorder really, just a difference) is seeing exceptions rather than rules.

The example I like to cite is when my son, who was the first in the family diagnosed with an ASD, was 4, my brother came to visit us a couple of times in his small airplane.  This airplane was painted white, but it had a small number of (maybe 2?) orange stripes on it.   My son was quite impressed with the airplane and was eager to see it land.

He called it "Uncle Peter's orange airplane."  As I said, most people looking at this airplane would have said it was a white airplane with a few orange stripes, because the vast majority of the coloration of the airplane was white.  But my son saw it as orange, because he has an ASD.

I'm similar.  I hear the exception.  So I winced at every strained and false high note during that July 2 concert, while others seemed to think the concert was ok.

But, also, particularly at the beginning, I felt Josh's voice lacked its usual magical richness.

Plus, I felt that his face looked pale and puffy on the big monitors.

I spent the whole time wondering what was wrong with him. When I met with Lizzi afterwards, she felt the same way.  We were both concerned and wondered if he needed a break from all this touring or something.  It was hard for us to enjoy that concert, if we were worrying about Josh, who we both love.

Fortunately, when I heard him on the fourth, he sounded absolutely fantastic.

Anyway, Lizzi thought he sounded amazing at Red Rocks as well.

I know he sounded better on his later concerts in Europe than he did in the earlier ones, as well -- based on the YouTube videos.

So, maybe, rather than needing a break, he needs to stop taking breaks, because when he takes a break he loses his focus or something or the muscles in his larynx lose tone -- who knows?  Not that I can see him becoming like Chris Botti who has been touring 300 days a year for 9 years.  Somehow it seems like Josh would get bored with that, tho apparently Chris doesn't.

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7/20/13

Here is a satellite overview of where we were misdirected to, when using my Android phone, Google maps, and the navigation software on my phone to try to get to the Hollywood Bowl


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2nd addendum 7/20/13

I was talking to a friend about this experience, 4th of July at the Hollywood Bowl, and thinking about how I would never really feel the same way about fireworks again.

First, there was the extraordinarily perfect temperature and humidity.  Second, there was the absence of bugs (quite the revelation for someone raised in Wisconsin, where it was always humid & buggy on the 4th and you had to be doused in deet to go out).  Third there was the wind that blew the smoke away from us, rather than towards us (which unfortunately has happened to me at many fireworks displays -- disgusting).  Fourth, there was the perfect music coordinated with the fireworks.  Third, there was this extraordinary feeling of being there with 17k people.

I am falling in love with Los Angeles.  It's only the second time I've visited there as an adult.  I was there once in High School to go to Disneyland, but then I went in 2010 and in 2013.

But I just can't begin to describe what a wonderful place Los Angeles is.  Words fail me.

Certainly, there is nothing like the 4th of July at the Hollywood Bowl.  Nothing will ever compare to it.  I can't recommend it highly enough.