I just returned from my long summer, far away, when I saw a surprise text message. My dear friend had invited me to the friends-and-family preview night of the most hotly anticipated show in London for years - the amazing Kate Bush!
Nobody made you do this you stupid self obbssessed excuse for a women, the only person responsible for their weight gain is themselves...even I can admit that. You overate perpousfully for no other reason that no prove a point, how irresponsible and what a great example to your daughters.
Venue 13 on the Annie Get Your Gun tour and unlucky for some, you might say. This week we've been in beautiful Brighton, a cultural and theatrical mecca on the south coast and frequent keeper of my heart. I've lost count of the number of times I've considered moving here and, after some unscheduled extra time in the city, I'm understandably contemplating it once again.
We use the death of our heroes to reveal our humanity, but that Sunday morning in 1997, the death of Princess Diana did what death used to do (if only for a while): it silenced us.
Kellie's been open about her public declaration of her new identity, admitting she was pushed to speak to the media after a journalist discovered "the story" - so why has she chosen to continue being in front of the cameras, when it's plainly obvious to viewers that she still has a number of personal, emotional issues to work through?
American filmmaker Josh Evans' new movie Death in the Desert is a classic. I was privileged to get an exclusive preview of this brand new film. The prolonged panoramic and panning landscape shots burn into your mind with the light and the dark and the shadows. The cast and the characters they play are captivating as is the dark and addictive story.
To be human is not in fashion these days. Successful people like to think of themselves as an extension of their digital hardware, that they are the software like the Wizard of Oz was behind the curtain, playing God... which is sadly the predicament we're in today.
There is no question that putting Sofia Vergara on a literal pedestal at the Emmys objectified her in a manner that was blatantly sexist. It rightly raised the ire of viewers, setting off an almost immediate wave of wrath from those who voiced their disgust online.
With only a few weeks left on the Annie Get Your Gun tour, there's a heady sense of excitement in the air, not least because we're finally properly hitting the beach! This week we've been in the beautiful town of Bournemouth, something of a delicious gem as far as I'm concerned and home to many wonderful surprises during our time here.
Richard Attenborough's perfomance in 10 Rillington Place was so triumphantly, shockingly convincing that those who see it must surely recognise his total commitment to this story. His initial reluctance to inhabit the role was tempered by the passion he felt for the film's message, declaring it "a most devastating statement on capital punishment"
We are singing, dancing and cheering our way through the week as we welcome two beautiful new faces to the Food Tube family! ... Check out the sort of delicious goodness you can expect on the menu...
"What could I do about this stuff? What is my area of expertise and how can I take action about things that I care about and can actually help with?" I don't want to do it alone. I'm powerless that way. I need a group of cool, passionate people who care and want to talk about serious shit but also use entertainment, creativity, storytelling and music to do it - blend entertainment with reality...
If you have some collateral, that doesn't mean you shouldn't invest. And I may have a solution for you - dealing in modern art and vintage late twentieth-century furniture. You may think this is the reserve of the posh and rich. But, as a one-time working-class lad from East London, I can tell you it absolutely is not.
Maybe Jennifer Aniston is not the best example if you espouse the mantra 'live by the camera die by the camera'. She has had plenty of opportunities as a result of her media profile; she has significant resources as a result of her public profile to shield her from the worse excesses of the Internet. But she is a useful poster child to remind us of the dangers of the Internet.
Flying back from Brazil last week through a long dark night of turbulence in the plaintive wake of Hurricane Bertha, one prevailing thought endured as I clutched the arm rest mercilessly - this bastard plane best not go down before I get to see Kate Bush in concert next week.
Why is it such an 'out of the blue' experience for everyone that Robin Williams killed himself? Is it because we think if someone's funny they must spend their lives, head thrown back, wheezing away? I know very few comedians who in their real lives have their heads thrown back, it's not funny being funny; it's a killer.