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Is it the summer of 1967? Or 2018? The hottest car commercial of the summer– the one you actually like hearing over and over– comes from the mind of Gabe McDonough. He’s the L.A. based creative exec at MAS (Music and Strategy) company in Los Angeles who got a great idea for a Lincoln SUV ad.
“They had the man and the woman driving toward each other,” he told me. “They already had the girl’s song– “Havana.” But they needed something from the guy’s side.”
Luckily, McDonough is a huge fan of classic soul, particularly Memphis’s Stax Records. Only one song popped into his head– R&B greats Sam and Dave singing “Hold On I’m Coming.” The opening horns written by Isaac Hayes are a signal that crosses generations, and Sam Moore’s voice is like a laser beam the way it cuts through everything around it.
McDonough told me: “I’m just glad the universe was open to us doing it.” McDonough creates a cute little 30 second rom com that should sell SUVs like crazy.
(A nice touch– eagle eyed viewers will notice that on the dashboard of the male driver listening to Sam & Dave there’s a picture of the original “Hold On I’m Coming” album cover.)
What McDonough didn’t know was that the universe was pushing him to do it. Back in the mid 60s, Moore– on tour with partner Dave Prater– was in Detroit when the Lincoln Continental Mark 3 first rolled out of the factory. Moore’s pal, James Brown drummer Clayton Fillyau, had a friend over there. Sam got one of the first Mark 3’s on opening day. It was ruby red, he remembers. “And someone stole it not too long after that.”
The commercial has been such a hit that “Havana” has been driven back into the iTunes top 20. And “Hold On I’m Coming” is heard constantly on oldies stations and on Sirius XM’s Soul Town 49. Requests are coming in now for a full length mashup. Did they make one? “I’m sure someone did,” says McDonough.
This is the summer of 50th anniversaries in the music world.
It was 50 years ago over this last three days that the Beatles recorded “Hey Jude.” When they released it at the end of August, “Hey Jude” spent 7 weeks at number 1.
This is also the 50th anniversary of the zenith of Aretha Franklin’s amazing recording career at Atlantic Records. In January 1968, the Queen of Soul released “Lady Soul,” with the hits “Chain of Fools,” “Natural Woman,” “Ain’t No Way,” and “(Sweet Sweet Baby) Since You Been Gone.”
If that wasn’t enough, in June Aretha issued “Aretha Now,” solidifying her royal role. There was no one bigger in R&B or pop or just music. Any kind of music.
“Aretha Now” kicks off with “Think,” which she herself wrote (she penned a number of her own hits, and does not get enough credit. She also wrote “Daydreamin'” and “Rock Steady,” among others.) “Think” is followed by Aretha’s cover of her friend Dionne Warwick’s “I Say a Little Prayer” — written by Burt Bacharach and Hal David, “Prayer” had been a million seller the previous autumn for Dionne. Aretha’s version was supposed to be a B side for “The House that Jack Built.” But it took off on its own, and today it’s a classic. It’s different enough from Dionne’s take that the two can live side by side.
There are only five tracks on side 1 of “Aretha Now” and those are the first two–what would be instant classics. The third track is a cover of Don Covay’s “See Saw,” which would itself see saw up the singles charts. Although Covay’s original was cemented in history, Aretha takes the song and makes it her own– just as she did on so many, in particular Otis Redding’s “Respect.” In coming years she’d reinvent Simon * Garfunkel’s “Bridge Over Troubled Water” and Ben E. King’s “Spanish Harlem.” Her interpretations were the key readings songs never knew they needed.
Two more covers grace side 1– Ray Charles’ “Night Time is the Right Time” and Sam Cooke’s “You Send Me.” They are her waxed seals of approval.
Side 2 starts with “You’re a Sweet Sweet Man” was one of four songs Aretha recorded by Ronnie Shannon. Two of the others were big, big hits– “I Never Loved a Man The Way I Love You” and “Baby I Love You.” This one may be its lesser cousin, but Aretha sings it with abandon– there’s a lightness in “Sweet Sweet Man.” She sounds happy, relieved.
“I Take What I Want” is a nod to Aretha’s birthplace, Memphis– written by Isaac Hayes and David Porter from Stax, with Hi Records’ soon-to-be legend Teenie Hodges. Cissy Houston and the Sweet Inspirations sing background as they do on all the tracks. Following the Shannon song, Jerry Wexler finds another deceptively light track. Side 2 is much less ponderous because of it. King Curtis’s tenor sax finds just the right attitude.
Track 3 is a bit of a lost gem, co-written by Curtis with Jimmy Cliff, who was not yet a star. “Hello Sunshine” in retrospect sounds like a top ten hit. But who knows? Wexler was already overwhelmed with riches. Maybe he let it sit there for five decades and a re-discovery. The same goes for the fourth track, “A Change,” a hand-clapping, foot stomping upbeat pop-gospel number that shifts the side’s tone on a dime.
Aretha charges forward. Wexler puts it there to remind you she’s not resting on her laurels. He lets “Aretha Now” end with a uptempo ballad, again by Shannon, that shows off Aretha’s range. Wexler, who’s also shepherding Dusty Springfield at this time, can out-Dusty with “I Can’t See Myself Leaving You”– her second declaration of freedom after “Think.” “I say we’re through,” Aretha sings. She’s not begging anyone to come back.
The Queen of Soul goes from “Aretha Now” to a two year period of thrilling, live recordings, key covers. Nothing prepares you, though, for a stunning new album of originals in 1970, “Spirit in the Dark,” which would kick off a second decade of Aretha landmarks.
Jennifer Aniston, who’s just terrific, is feeling nostalgic. She tells InStyle magazine she’s up for a “Friends” reunion or reboot. Aniston says:
“Before that show ended, people were asking if we were coming back. Courteney [Cox] and Lisa [Kudrow] and I talk about it. I fantasize about it. It really was the greatest job I ever had. I don’t know what it would look like today, but you never know. So many shows are being successfully rebooted. I know Matt LeBlanc doesn’t want to be asked that question anymore. But maybe we could talk him into it. Or we just give it some time and then Lisa, Courteney, and I could reboot The Golden Girls and spend our last years together on wicker furniture.”
“Friends” is now more popular than ever in reruns thanks to their deal on Nickelodeon. And imagine a reboot two decades later. All the kids are college age– Phoebe’s triplets, Ross’s kids, etc. Plus there were probably more after the show went off the air. They should do it as a one hour comedy-drama.
As for Aniston: she jokes about the tabloids, her “being pregnant three times a year,” and so on. I’ll say this about Jennifer Aniston– every time I’ve seen her or talked to her she’s been one of the most gracious, “real” actors. I think she has a terrific sense of comic timing– I wish she’d do a series where she can be acerbic and sexy. We need to see her on a weekly basis!
Remember nasal, annoying self-absorbed Janice from “Friends”? She was Chandler’s girlfriend in the early seasons of the show. It turns out she’s half-sisters with Kim, the cop from “Chicago PD.” It makes sense since both shows are from NBC. Right?
So Janice’s portrayer is named Maggie Jakobson Wheeler. Her father, the late John Jakobson, was a wealthy Wall Streeter who died in 2017 at the age of 86 from pneumonia.
Apparently, Jakobson had an affair and fathered another daughter. She’s actress Marina Squerciati, who plays Det. Kim Burgess on “NYPD Blue.”
According to a NY Post story, Jakobson provided for Squerciati and her mother from Day 1 until his death. He paid their bills and funded Marina’s education at the swanky Dalton School on the Upper East Side. He kept the whole thing a secret from his family. He also forgot to add Marina to his will. Now that he’s dead, she wants her fair share.
Jakobson didn’t just cheat on his wife with Marina’s mom. He also had a public affair in 1979 with former Miss America Bess Myerson. Myerson’s legacy is affairs with married guys including her final lover, Andy Capasso, which turned into a scandal because Bess hired the daughter of the judge in Capasso’s case, Hortense Gabel, as her assistant. But I digress…
The Post spoke to Jakobson’s widow, who feigned ignorance of the whole situation. But that seems unlikely. The Upper East Side is a small town, and the society people know all their own gossip. It’s like when Nan Kempner insisted her husband, Tom, had a one night stand with his mistress of eight years, Iris Sawyer. Right.
Marina Squerciati– aka Kim– and Maggie Wheeler Jakobson — aka Janice– bear a close resemblance. They should really clear this up and get the movie made at this point.
Does Donald Trump care about the Arts? Humanities? Humanity? I would say, certainly not.
To evidence this, Trump has appointed four new members to the National Council on the Arts, the group that forms the National Endowment for the Arts. The latter is a group Trump has proposed shutting down, or cutting its budge to shreds.
Among the four new members, Trump has appointed Carleton Varney. Does that name sound familiar? Varney, I’ve read, is “America’s most famous interior designer.” He’s 81 and has been given a six year term. So really, this is a leap forward for Trump on ageism.
But it’s also laughable. The National Council on the Arts is composed of academics, writers, and artists. The members run from people like country singer Lee Greenwood to Sony Pictures’ Tom Rothman. They each have something to do with the performing arts.
Almost anyone who remains on the Council is a holdover from the Obama era since no one with any real credentials will serve under Trump. Still, wasn’t accused sexual harasser Scott Baio available? Or guns rights activist Ted Nugent? “Interior design” isn’t the first thought that crosses the mind when you think “NEA.”
Varney– according to his website–“is president/owner of Dorothy Draper & Co. Inc., one of the oldest continually operating interior design firms in the United States.” (Maybe she was related to Don Draper? Maybe this is also what “Friend of Dorothy” means.) “The company’s design philosophy stresses the use of bright colors and the rejection of all that is impractical, uncomfortable and drab.” Certainly all that will come in handy when assigning grants for theater, opera, dance, etc.
Trump’s three other appointees include top Republican fundraiser Charles Wickser Banta of New York, Michelle Itczakm an art therapist from Mike Pence’s Indiana, and Barbara Coleen Long of Missouri.
Since 2010, Revlon chairman Ronald Perelman has been having a summer fundraiser on his Hamptons estate for the Apollo Theater. Rock stars, R&B legends, celebrities have all passed through the gates of The Creeks, next to Il Mulino restaurant in Wainscott, on Route 27.
But according to tax forms filed by the Apollo Theater, the annual Hamptons bash has cost the cash starved not- for-profit landmark theater millions in expenses. The events have raised millions, too, obviously. But previously it was thought that Perelman– who Forbes says is worth $9.9 billion– picked up the costs of staging the all-star rock & R&B shows. He wasn’t.
Instead, it turns out the Apollo has paid out almost $3 million in expenses for entertainment, “other direct costs,” and two summers ago, rental of the facility.
This may come as a surprise to performers like Jon Bon Jovi, Paul McCartney, Jennifer Lopez, Alex Rodriguez, Justin Timberlake, Gwen Stefani, Pharrell Williams and Alicia Keys, et al, not to mention classic R&B stars like Sam Moore and Smokey Robinson who have an actual historical connection to the Apollo. Perelman has often joined the house band, the Roots, to play drums.
According to an insider connected to the annual soiree, it was only last year– for which tax records haven’t appeared yet– that Perelman stopped charging half the expenses to the Apollo Foundation. As recently as 2016, the Apollo was billed $217,792 for entertainment, $25,144 for “other direct expenses,” and $33,820 for facility charges– i.e. rent!
The summer before, 2015, the expenses included $367,726 for entertainment, and $147,996 for “other.” Similar charges go back for 2014, 2013, and 2012, all detailed in the Apollo’s filings.
“Ronald always split the expenses with the Apollo,” a source says. “Last year he decided to pay for all of them.”
Every penny counts at the Apollo, which remains a landmark and a beacon of Harlem on West 125th St. In 2017, their total revenue was $19 million. Total expenses were just under $17 million. Salaries are not high. Their CEO makes less than $300,000 to run what is an international cultural institution.
The Hamptons event is one of two big annual fundraisers for the Apollo, which also has a gala at the theater in June. The gala raises about the same amount of money– an average of $2 million– as Perelman’s blow out — and also incurs expenses.
The next Apollo in the Hamptons concert is set for August 11th.
Alan Alda announced on Twitter today that he’s been diagnosed with Parkinson’s Disease. He jokes: “I’m no more demented than I was before.” But you know, Alda takes this seriously. He’s one of the best people in the universe. We’re sending great thoughts, the ubiquitous prayers and whatever he needs to him and wife Arlene.
“I decided to let people know I have Parkinson’s to encourage others to take action. I was Diagnosed 3 and a half years ago, but my life is full. I act, I give talks, I do my podcast, which I love. If you get a diagnosis, keep moving!
I take boxing lessons 3 days a week, play singles tennis twice a week, and take a mild pill – all Dr. recommended. I even juggle a little. And I’m not entering dementia. I’m no more demented than I was before. Maybe I should rephrase that. Really, I’m good.”
Now we know why she said “Fuh…” to me with a twisted, open lip last week when I asked if she were leaving. Rather than have call Uber on her own, or live without 20 assistants, Anna has decided to continue with Conde Nast until infinity. She will never set foot in a grocery store in this lifetime. Amen.
Who is America? Or rather, where is it? It’s certainly not watching Sacha Baron Cohen’s weekly show on Showtime.
On Sunday “Who is America,” which skewered failed Senate candidate Roy Moore, landed only 219,000 viewers. That was up about 60,000 from the prior week, but basically, disaster.
What were cable viewers watching Sunday at 10pm? Why, the Bruce Willis roast on Comedy Central. Emceed by a very capable Joseph Gordon Levitt, the roast was raunchy lite, nothing too bad. Willis was chided for making bad movies, and for his failed marriage to Demi Moore. To top that off, Moore herself appeared and was hilarious (Also she looked great.)
It was a fun night, with non comics like Martha Stewart and Edward Norton the surprise stars.
Willis seemed to enjoy the evening although he didn’t say much. Just at the end he read a long speech off a TelePrompter and got some laughs. It felt as though it had been taped separately, however.
Here’s a happy ending, at least for now: soap star Genie Francis is on her way back to “General Hospital.” Francis, who’d been the star of the show on and off for 40 years, announced on air in January that she was leaving and would return in six weeks. In reality, the show had bumped her off contract to recurring status with no guarantees. So she left.
Nine months later, Francis has announced her return. Her agent tells me she’s back on contract. Good thing, too. Ratings for “GH” have been unsteady all year. At lot other actors have come and gone. Francis wil start taping in September, which means she’ll return for November sweeps. When she left the show, her character, Laura, had just married. When she returns she’ll find her husband has been locked up in a mental institution by his psychopathic twin brother.