- 9:03 PM, Monday,
November 16th, 2015:
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- Bublé.
Grrr.
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- I'll bite my
tongue and share this video... then probably have to
bite my tongue again...
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- So quite an
awesome gig and one that Joe Walser threw my way. Joe
headed up the Time Machine Restoration and we recently
met at the Back in Time screening. He was impressed
with how well I treated the business side of
things and just randomly texted me about this last
second gig. Very cool of him. Remarkably, only twice
this entire year have I gotten a gig that way... it's
all been the other way around - so I certainly
appreciate it.
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- So do I tell the
whole Bublé story or wait? Man, no one reads
the actual page so why not:
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- When I was a
teenager I was a massive Harry Connick Jr. fan. Still
am. I could also sing and right music and I got really
good at doing a poor man's Harry. So much so that I
considered trying to make it a career. Not just
singer/songwriter - but crooner. Then Harry reeased a
funk/pop album, She, that made me realize even he
wanted to branch out and I felt it would be limiting
to me too - but I could do it. Then again, Harry
was still doing that and had the market cornered for
that Sinatra crowd. I had nothing new to add.
I moved on.
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- Along comes
Bublé. Doing basically the same thing... except
not actually playing piano or arranging an
orchestra... just crooning - and he was KILLING it.
And I'm like "MotherFUCKER, how is this still working?
Why do people like him instead of Connick?"
Truthfully, I was jealous. Had I really
applied myself - why the hell not? I will give
Bublé this: he has a unique phrasing that would
always have won out. Connick has it too. His N'Orleans
drawl does it. I'm a great mimic, but my singing can
be uninspired in my opinion because it's simply too
smooth. I'm without a "Style" because I just keep
trying to do everything. Story of my life. But the
point is: Bublé is NOT the reason I'm not a
singing sensation right now, I just like to grit
my teeth and say that. Much like Jerry says " NEWMAN."
I often say "Bublé!"
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- We move to 2006
and my friend Gary has a band he's managing that needs
a place to practice and I let them use my guesthouse
space. "On The Surface" was their name, beautiful lead
singer, Heather Fogarty. I played it cool as I was in
and out of my own relationships around the time, but
when there was some daylight in that arena
I asked Gary... so, that girl, Heather? Is she
seeing anyone?
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- "Yeah, she's
seening Michael Bublé, they're pretty
serious."
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- BUBLÈ!
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- Of fucking course
he is. Bastard.
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- CUT TO TEN MORE YEARS LATER.
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- Joe says - hey
I have a gig on the Universal Backlot for the
time machine, you want it? Of course! Such a privilege
to get to bring my car to Hill Valley. What's the
shoot? (I think you can see where this is
going)
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- BUBLÈ!
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- But as I admit in
the video, it's totally pure envy. And light-hearted
at that. I would NOT be happy just singing and would
eventually implode my own career (much in the way
Connick does from time to time) to act or write or do
other shit. I never could've been BUBLÈ!
but when I got the chance, I walked up to him and
said "Heather Fogarty". He looked me dead in the eye:
"Adam, did we sleep with the same woman."
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- (laughing
ensues)
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- "Oh no... you cock
blocked the hell out of me."
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- "I COCK BLOCKED YOU!?!?
I'm so sorry Adam." <Hug, laughing>
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- It was a bizarre
moment. When Hats & Minigolf is up and going, I
will get him on that show for sure. He's a good
natured guy and I think he'd have a blast on the
show.
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- Alright, good gig!
Good GOD I'm pretty much done for the YEAR now!
Thanksgiving! Buckeyes! Mom visiting, dad visiting,
STAR WARS!!!!
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- Good way to end
the year.
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- Adam
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