I still have to write about the rest of my time with Teresa,
but I wanted to make sure to write this post before I forgot the details. (Kurt & Kelly, you might like this one.)
Last night, I went to Sundance. No, I didn’t wing my way over the pond and
travel back in time (Sundance is typically in January). For the second year in a row, Sundance came
to London. Last year was the first time
that Robert Redford extended Sundance beyond Utah.
For those not in the know, Sundance is a non-profit
organization started by Robert Redford that works to promote the work of
artists throughout the world. Most
people know it for the festival that is put on every year in Utah to showcase
independent films. It’s become a bit of
a boondoggle, but the concept is to promote independent
films/documentaries/etc. that might not normally get made in Hollywood. Sundance also promotes other types of artists
(e.g. ceramics, painting, etc.) and is the home of a kick ass ski resort with a
really nice ski instructor (ahh…Wendy).
But, I digress.
I found out randomly that Sundance was going to be
London. I read an interview with Robert
Redford in the paper talking about the event.
Since I am going to be traveling this weekend, I didn’t think I would be
able to attend at all, but I was able to find a ticket to the documentary “History
of the Eagles: Part One”. This
documentary details the progression of the band The Eagles from creation to
their breakup.
First of all, the event was held at The O2. This is a massive arena southeast of the
city. Not exactly a quaint Utah town.
As you can probably see from the picture, Pink was also
playing at The O2, so there was quite the range of people there.
The movie didn’t start until 9pm (late for a school
night). As I was waiting for the movie
to start, in comes a troop of people who were seated in a reserved section 3
rows behind me. Now, this was a feature
event of the festival, so I assumed that the seats were reserved for a bunch of
sponsors. Well, there were sponsors that
were seated there, but the troop of people that came in were none other than
The Eagles themselves --- Don Henley, Glenn Frey, Joe Walsh and Timothy B. Schmidt! I was more than a little surprised.
Well, the surprises kept coming. Before the flick started, out walks Robert
Redford to introduce Sundance and the film itself. Um, hello?!?
For anyone who knows me, I’m a big fan of celebrity sightings, so this
was like a veritable feast. All these
legends in one room! (Someone at M*,
tell Nadine. She never believes me, but
I have pictures this time!)
The movie itself was pretty good. I only knew part of their story, so it was
interesting to learn the whole history. Who
knew that Jackson Brown lived below Glen Frey in an apartment in California? OK, let me rephrase that --- who, other than
Kurt, knew that Jackson Brown lived below Glenn Frey?
The filmmaker had old concert footage and filmed interviews
with quite a few people: Kenny Rogers, Linda Ronstadt, Jackson Brown, and
others who had been with The Eagles during their formative years. Those were nice, fluffy interviews, but they
also had interviews with ex-band members (Bernie Leadon and Randy Meisner) and David
Geffen, whom The Eagles had sued back in the day. Those were less fluffy. I kept looking back at the band to see if
they were cringing during some of those interviews because they were NOT
complimentary. This obviously wasn’t the
first time they had seen the film, so they were taking it in stride, but it had
to sting a little.
After the film, the band came up on stage and did a Q&A
with the audience. Most of the questions
were pretty standard.
They did admit
that watching it was a bit painful, but they said they wouldn’t do anything different. Glenn Frey did a lot of the talking. When Joe Walsh spoke, both in the film and
during the Q&A, it was trippy. That
man must have done some serious damage to his brain cells over time because
having him tell a story was a bit painful.
He was rambling and spoke like he was drunk. He did tell one funny story in the film about
how they were in Chicago and John Belushi came to take Joe out. They tried to get into a restaurant at the
Drake, but were not allowed in because they were wearing jeans. John Belushi proceeded to take Joe into the
alley and they each spray-painted each other’s jeans black. They were allowed to go back into the
restaurant, but they destroyed the chairs because their jeans were still wet
and they left black marks all over the chairs.
All in all, it was pretty cool. I recommend the movie. (I think it is either on DVD or on Showtime.) I am very glad that I got to experience the
whole thing. I’m sure it was nothing
like the real Sundance event, but 5 celebrities in one night. Not too bad for a school night!
Chris, Every time I read your blog, I am astounded at what you have experienced in London. What a great cultural experience on so many levels. I have heard several interviews of Joe Walsh on The Howard Stern show. He definitely sounds drunk at all times. Keep having fun and know that we miss you tremendously. Gwen
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