Home For a Little While:
Hey there. So I’m back from LA, well rested and ready to shake life awake again. I don’t leave townn again until March when I head to New York to meet my publicist, then down to Austin for South by Southwest then up to Virginia to speak at the Virginia Festival of the Book then home to San Francisco to release my sanity from its lockbox.
Worth mentioning: SXSW Baby, the conference’s community-driven weblog, is back up and running thanks to the mad skillz of Brad Graham. There you’ll find everything you need to know about attending and meeting up with your favorite geeks.
Also worth mentioning: I’m not much of a shopper but I had to make one purchase down south. The 20th Anniversary of Live Aid is this summer and in anticipation, the whole damn concert, over ten hours worth of music plus the original Band Aid and USA for Africa videos, has been released on DVD. I bought it immediately. Because nothing stops me and 80s nostalgia from gettin’ down.
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Number-one moment from Live Aid: Elvis Costello, alone with his guitar, says “I’d like to sing an old Northern English folk song” and begins “All You Need Is Love.” Yeah baby. Call me an old man, but I might just have to get that DVD.
Number-one moment from Live Aid: Elvis Costello, alone with his guitar, says “I’d like to sing an old Northern English folk song” and begins “All You Need Is Love.” Yeah baby. Call me an old man, but I might just have to get that DVD.
I know it’s a cliche’ but I still cry when Bono embraces the woman in the front row during “Bad.”
I know it’s a cliche’ but I still cry when Bono embraces the woman in the front row during “Bad.”
And don’t forget, it’s the 20th anniversary of USA for Africa. You can see the “We Are the World” video on the VH1 website, which I’m ashamed to admit still makes me teary.
And don’t forget, it’s the 20th anniversary of USA for Africa. You can see the “We Are the World” video on the VH1 website, which I’m ashamed to admit still makes me teary.