April 1, 2013

:: You See Me People ::

Dateline: Phoenix Sky Harbor

I look like people. The earliest one I can remember was in a junior high math class when a classmate told me I look like Eddie Van Halen. Then freshman year of college my friend Brian and I were tempted to switch student IDs because people thought we were brothers. I’ve also gotten Lyle Lovett, Lou Reed, and Mick Jagger. I’ve been told I look like all manner of people’s relatives. When I meet someone for the first time, it’s not at all surprising to be told I look like someone they know.

Until today, April 1st 2013 — April Fool’s Day — Internet Jackass Day, I’ve never been told I look like someone who has died.

Kate and I had a long layover at the airport, so we went to a restaurant. Shortly after our food and drinks arrived, our server told us that someone was picking up the tab. Neither of us has ever had a stranger pick up the tab before. The server didn’t really elaborate, but pointed out a woman who was supposedly our benefactor. She wasn’t looking at us, but the server high-fived us (seriously) and walked away. We talked about it afterward and decided it was absolutely an April Fool’s gag, but we’d have our revenge by making sure we ditched on our bill, as revenge for them messing with us. Ha ha, take that!

Our server went on her lunch break, and another member of the staff came over and explained the situation further: the woman thought I looked like her brother who had passed away, and wanted to pay our bill. This was real, not a gag, but wasn’t it nice?

It was. It is! And I felt like a huge jerk for not believing it. But seriously, of all the days for this to happen on, April first? We were both in shock. It really was so nice, but still hard to believe. We bought another drink (on a new tab of our own), and when our bill came, it was really, actually true. I’m still a bit shocked writing this. We asked the staff if they thought she’d want us to approach her and thank her directly, and they didn’t think so. So I’m posting this in internet public on the remote chance it sneaks its way to her. Thank you, stranger!

I owe a meal to someone I don’t know.

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May 7, 2012

:: Move To LA, Stop Blogging? ::

I don’t think that’s the way it’s supposed to work. Shouldn’t I be posting about rubbing elbows with famous people, doing TV shows with Ryan Seacrest, and spiraling into an abyss of debauchery? Writing screenplays and hosting reality TV shows?

I’m clearly doing this wrong.

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October 23, 2010

:: Magic Castle ::

I went to The Magic Castle the other night for the first time, and it was a great experience. I’ve been a fan of magic since my youth, but had a resurgence in my late 20s somehow related to Ricky Jay (was it a video, a book, a TV appearance? I don’t remember!). I have no interest in trying to be any good at magic anymore, not because it’s not fascinating to me, just because I now know how hard it is to be any good. I have my hands full just trying to be a good drummer and web guy, thank you.

The Magic Castle is a private club (21 and over) for magicians and their well-dressed guests (yes, there is a dress code; I wore a suit, people!). To get in, you need to be accompanied by a member, or to have acquired a pass from a member. If you have a pass, that means you’re going to have a nice, expensive dinner (apparently they tell their new members “the food is actually good now”) and get tickets to see as many shows as you care to. If you go with a member as a member of your party, you can skip dinner and just walk around and see the shows (though your place in the audience of big show is not guaranteed if you haven’t had dinner). This is what I did, going with Kate (not a member) and a friend of ours who is a member.

The building itself is a hodgepodge of stuff, packed to the gills with lithographs, paintings, caricatures, slides, and all kinds of ephemera of magic and magicians through the years (and a lot of things with little to no apparently connection to that world). There were lots of prints of Chung Ling Soo, whom I read about in Jim Steinmeyer’s excellent book The Glorious Deception. It’s been pieced together, added onto, and is generally a delightful mess. Just walking through is interesting, regardless of the actual performances of the magicians (and Irma, the ghost pianist who takes almost any request — yes, any, including Radiohead or Spice Girls).

There are three main performance spaces at the castle, and we saw something in each, only missing one performer. First up was Jon Armstrong, who has won Close Up Magician of the Year (though not this year — he started his act by telling us he lost this year “and let me show you why”). He did a very entertaining 20 minute set. He’s a young guy, loves comics and brings his personality into the act in an engaging and fun way. He’s also just flat-out a great conjurer.

Next, we caught Paul Green, who is also a past Close Up Magician of the Year, and a lover of coin magic (he spent half his set with coins). His effects were very meat-and-potatoes, with a lot of skillful misdirection, and well-done.

The main event on the biggest stage in the Castle (which still only seats maybe 80 people, which is great) was a combined performance by John Carney (performing as his alter ego Mr. Mysto), Rob Zabrecky, and Ron Lynch (as alter ego Mezmeriso). Usually the big stage features three magicians performing back-to-back-to-back, but these three co-wrote a longer performance that was Halloween-themed, very funny, a little bit meta and more than a little bizarre. The story was that the three of them were ghosts of magicians and vaudevillians who blew up in the Hindenburg disaster and have been haunting The Magic Castle ever since, and they demonstrated their own inimitable talents. It was leaning toward performance art at times, with Mezmeriso in particular really bringing down the house with his hilariously (and deliberately) awful tricks. John Carney, who was the only magician of the night I had ever seen before (though never in person) was a pleasure as Mr. Mysto, very funny, very nervous, and performing really good effects, although not always the ones Mysto seemed to intend. Zabrecky was the MC, and I especially liked his lovely card-shrinking effect he did while dancing around on the stage. The only rough part of the show for me was the musical introduction. They were all playing instruments and not sounding particularly good (and unlike the magic, I was pretty sure it wasn’t on purpose). That small niggle aside, it’s a really fun show they’re doing.

Last up with Andrew Goldenhersh, the current reigning Parlor Magician of the Year. I don’t know what the difference is between that and Close-Up Magic as they define it, because it was still quite close. But in any case, he was really excellent. He started off by turning a tattoo of a butterfly into an actual butterfly, moved to producing coins (of many increasingly preposterous sizes) from thin air in a really graceful way, and wrapped up with an escape from a straightjacket that ended unexpectedly. His manner was very personable, and his work was stellar. The worst part of this show was that it started after midnight, and there were some really loud drunks there who thought it would be fun to basically shout the whole time. If they could have been escorted out, it would have improved my night. But for all that, he handled them very gracefully, let the show continue almost totally unscathed (for me, it was not at all a problem for him as far as I could tell).

We didn’t get out of there until after 1 AM, so it was a long night, but it was a delightful experience, and I’ll look forward to going back some time. I couldn’t have asked for better company or more enjoyable performances, and I highly recommend it to anyone who has any interest whatsoever in magic. I know not everyone’s going to be a big nerd for it like I am, but it’s fun to let yourself be fooled and amazed periodically, so go do it.

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September 13, 2010

:: Remembrance and Rebuilding ::

More outstanding photography at The Big Picture today. This time it’s a series commemorating the anniversary of the 9/11 attacks, and remembering all the people who were lost.

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June 9, 2010

:: Hawks Win! ::

I watched some professional hockey this year for the first time in my life, including tonight. The Blackhawks won in overtime after playing some really good hockey, and some pretty terrible hockey. The ending was weird with the goal that fooled the goal horn (or whatever that was), but it worked out. Fun!

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