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Skeleton Key

Hey Soul Mates,
last night I went to the world premiere of Iain Softley's new film The Skeleton Key. We walked the red carpet which is always a gas. Saw star Kate Hudson in a hot, very low cut in the back dress. Keep your eyes peeled for me in the background of any photos.

I had fairly low expectations for the movie, as I'm not a big fan of horror films. Little did I know this is actually a piece of good old American Southern Gothic in all its glory: conflicted heroine, haunted mansion, tales of dementia & plenty of live oaks with Spanish moss. The acting from the 4 leads is fun, notably John Hurt (Elephant Man) as a near mute stroke victim Hudson is hired to care for and his turn-back-the-clock wife, Gena Rowlands (Gloria). This is not a blood and gore slasher film. This is a well-crafted "suspenser" that delves into folk magic or "hoodoo" & the power of persuasion. Not your typical ingredients for a Summer film. I was pleasantly surprised and shocked by Softley's building of tension, as Hudson's character delves deeper into the mystery of the house and the local color. I will give away none of the twisty plot, but suffice it to say, Softley does not sell out to popular taste. This movie climaxed they way it was supposed to and I can't wait to see it again. I was first to applaud when his title card came up at the end. On my highest recommendation for possibly my favorite movie of the season, go peep
Skeleton Key.

After the picture, we went to the after-party. It was held in the Latin Quarter at Universal Studios. There were tarot readers, a brass Dixieland band and a nice jambalaya on the menu. So that was my evening. Tonight we have rehearsal. The set list for BB's has been chosen. Can't wait to reveal the mystery. We are going to have a fun show. There are several dear friends coming in from out of state for the gig. We may have a MAJOR publication present to review the show. So once again: be there as we all make history together. Also, be sure to check out tomorrow's LA WEEKLY and the BB King's ad.

Love, Power, Peace
and a little brick dust around the doorway.

p.s. I nearly forgot. Yesterday at the studio, I saw Andre 3000 from Outkast learning a tapdance routine for their new musical My Life In Idlewild. The number is Harlem Renaissance-era Outkast, with 'Dre on the lead vocal. The set is a huge art-deco ballroom with giant stair cases, silver & white decoration and lots of dancing girls decked out like Josephine Baker. Hey Ya!


p.p.s I placed a hot link to the Skeleton Key Site above. Try to see the movie before you check it out. Regardless there is lots of fun information there. And watch out for the 78 rpm records. They's good ones and mean spirited ones.

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