Monday, July 16, 2012

IN THE AUDIENCE OF
AMERICA'S GOT TALENT
(Part Two)
By Steve Ludwig
(Continued from my blog of July 5, 2012)



So we were let into the NJPAC auditorium maybe ten of us or so at a time. Everything looked really cool when they opened the doors for us to enter; right ahead of us was the stage, looking just as it does on TV. There were three empty judges' chairs, and the lights were dimmed. Sue, Jeff, Tommy and I were able to get seventh-row seats on, just as we had hoped, the right side. The right side is where Howard Stern sat. You can see from the picture above that I took, we had pretty decent seats. 
You'll also notice from the picture that the BMX bike ramps were already set up. The bikers were to be the sixth act tonight, but because the show was going live now (because the quarterfinals were beginning on this night), the stage crew wouldn't have time during the two or three minutes during commercials to take the ramps down. So this segment would be taped beforehand, then inserted into the show at the proper time. This meant that the three judges, Howard, Sharon, and Howie, along with host Nick Cannon, would have to come out and pretend as if they had been judging the first five acts already.
Things were getting more and more exciting by the minute. It was like we were in on little secrets that the home viewing audience didn't know. A little behind and to my left was the teleprompter that Nick Cannon read off of. Each contestant's intro rolled past the screen; I guess they were checking spelling and things before the broadcast began.

Nick's prompt for Li'l Starr

We were told this by Joey, the warm-up guy. It was his job to get all of us in the audience revved up, psyched about being a part of the show. Well, he didn't need much help with that; it seemed everyone was ready and raring to go. Really, everyone seemed to be in such a good mood; as people were looking for seats when we first entered, no one pushed, no one argued about this seat or that seat. If someone was saving a seat for a friend, that was OK; we'd all get in.
So Joey began by laying down the ground rules for us: no recording, no taking pictures, and if you like an act, cheer about it. Let the home viewing audience hear it!
It was a predominantly pro-Howard Stern crowd. Even outside on the ticket line, NJPAC workers would walk up and down the lines asking, "You guys ready for Howard Stern?!" 

Joey, the cool warm-up guy

And Joey would use the crowd's affection for Howard to rile us into a fever pitch. 
"Baba-booey!!!" he would yell into his microphone. ("Baba-booey" is the nickname of Gary Dell'Abate, producer of the Howard Stern Sirius/XM radio show).
"Baba-booey!!!" the crowd would return.
However, not everyone was there for Stern. My friend Jeff was a fan of America's Got Talent; he never listened to Howard's show, and he didn't know who any of the zany "wack-packers" were.
Joey explained to us the most important thing to remember when the show comes back from and goes into commercials. Fifteen seconds before the show returns from a commercial, Joey would roll his arms wildly; that was our cue to stand up and applaud and cheer wildly. This way, when the TV audience saw the fade-in from commercial, we'd all be having such a fantastic time. And it really wasn't a put-on; the audience was having a super time. We just needed a little choreographing to project that to the home audience!
Here's a YouTube video I made of some of the pre-show goings-on (It's called "America's Got Talent Pre-Show, July 2, 2012, Newark, NJ"). It'll give you a nice idea of what things were like before the show went on the air that evening:


Joey the warm-up guy did have a very tough job, and he did it extremely well. He was always "up" and he made sure we in the audience were having a good time. Every so often he'd toss out America's Got Talent T-shirts to the crowd.
The live portion of the show was to begin at 8:30 PM, with a thirty-minute recap that would review to the home audience how the contestants got to where they were in the competition. The actual competition for this evening's first twelve acts would begin at 9:00 PM.
At around 7:40 PM, Joey told us that the BMXers would be out in a few minutes, and their segment would be taped. It was time to bring out the judges. But because when this segment would be shown within the live show, the judges would already be seated as if they had judged the first five competitors. So their intro wasn't by Nick Cannon; Joey brought them on. They didn't come out from center stage as they did at the 9:00 hour, they walked out together from the side of the stage and walked directly to their judges' seats. But it was still exciting, because the audience was seeing them for the first time that night (except those of us lucky enough to have seen them about ninety minutes before!).
So the three of them walked out slowly together, almost as if an audience wasn't even there. But as they were walking, Joey gave them a neat intro:
"Ladies and gentlemen, Howie Mandell!! Yells and cheers for Howie, as he smiled and blew a kiss to the crowd.
"The beautiful Sharon Osbourne!!" More cheers and cries of Ozzie-like "Sharon!" came from the audience. She gave a sweet smile.
"And Howard Stern!!" The sound was deafening! By far, the loudest ovation was for Howard Stern. And of course, Howard played it up for all it was worth. He stopped dead in his tracks, raised both his arms in a "My people!" gesture, and gave a big smile and wave.
Howie Mandell helped Sharon down the couple of steps to the judges' table, then made sure Howard saw the steps and got down them safely before he took his own seat.
Once the judges were seated, Joey introduced Nick Cannon: "And our host, Mr. Nick Cannon!!"
Another big round of applause as Nick gave a quick wave and found his spot on stage for the introduction of the BMX bikers. It seemed to me that during the commercials and the pre-show, Nick seemed to be a bit nervous, always double-checking his lines, tugging at his tie, things like that. But it was understandable; he was the glue that held the show together. Its success was clearly riding on his shoulders. However, once the cameras were rolling, he was the consummate professional.
So he introduced the bikers, they did their thing, the judges judged, and then Nick said into the camera, "And now here's a singer, etc., etc....Nikki Jensen!"
"OK, and cut," the director said from the right of the stage, seated in front of the audience.
And that was it for the taped segment. Howard, Howie, and Sharon quietly got up, gave a really quick wave to the crowd, and walked out the same way they came in.
"Awright, awright, great job!" Joey told us, then said something to the effect of, "OK, sit back, relax, we have about an hour before the show comes back inside (that would be at 9:00PM). PLEASE turn off all your recording devices. We don't want it to happen, but the security told me they're gonna haul your ass right outta here if anybody's recording anything. OK? Let's not have that happen, like that guy right over there."
Sure enough, someone was still recording things, despite Joey's pleas. He didn't get thrown out, but the guy was roundly booed, and he immediately shut off his iPhone and put it away. Nobody wanted him to ruin the good vibrations we were all feeling.
Party music was piped in; people stood up and stretched. Some danced to the music, some went to the bathroom or refreshment stands. Practically everyone was happy.
Every ten minutes or so, Joey would ask us how we were doing, are we having a good time? And we'd answer him honestly: "Yeah!!"
It was really interesting ("amazing" wouldn't be a stretch) how hard and incredibly efficiently the stage crew worked. Just watching them dismantle the ramps from the BMX act and prepare the stage for the actual start of the show was entertaining in itself. 
At about 8:25, Joey told us that the 8:30-9:00 segment of the program would begin in five minutes, but that Nick would be doing a remote until 9:00 from outside the NJPAC, so we could still relax. They showed what the TV audience saw on the screen on the stage, so those of us inside caught the thirty-minute recap, too.
At about 8:40, workers started passing out about fifty signs to the audience. Signs? Well, if you watch the show, you know how members of the audience hold up signs of their favorite acts? The audience doesn't make those; they're provided by the America's Got Talent art department! Yeah, really. Each competitor is represented by an equal number of pre-made signs that are handed out to the audience! 
As luck would have it, I was given a sign. Yeah!  Mine was for the Scott Brothers. Most people held up their signs each time an act came onstage, regardless of who their sign was for. Me? Uh-uh. No way. I'm dorky enough, but at least I know when to and when not to hold up my sign, lemme tell ya!
So the whole giving-out-the-sign thing surprised me; then another thing kinda surprised me. A staff member was walking up and down the aisles with an empty cup asking gum-chewers to please get rid of their gum! We'd be on-camera, and it was unsightly to the home audience to see people chomping away on gum. I decided to risk getting detention; I wasn't giving up my beloved Dentyne Ice, no way! I just stopped chewing when the gum cup person came by my row, just as my students do to me in my eighth-grade classroom!
Joey got back on the mike: "OK, we're about ten minutes till we bring the show in here. Are you ready??!!"
We were ready, my good man, Joseph! Sue, Tommy, Jeff, and I had been all set since 1:30 in the afternoon, when we first took our place on line! A couple rows ahead of us sat another friend of ours, Tommy Li, who had come separately with his buddy, Jim. And a row or so away from us was also Patty, the woman I had met earlier in the day while on line. All of us would exchange glances every once in a while, giving each other a "This is cool!" look.
If you watch the show (or even if you don't, you can still imagine), you know how slick and smooth things seem to go. 
It's what goes on during the commercials that's pretty cool. 
As the show was getting ready to go into its first commercial, Joey (off-camera, to the right of the stage on the floor area) gave us the "stand-up-and-cheer" signal; and like the good audience members we were, we did!
While in commercial, make-up people would tend to each of the judges as they sat in their chairs; others would bring out fresh drinks of Snapple. The stage crew would feverishly set up the stage for the next act. Nick Cannon would usually go off stage during the commercials, and come back out and find his "mark" with about thirty seconds left before going back on air.
When the show resumed, the stage crew would still be setting up. That's why you rarely (if ever) see the stage in the frame as Nick comes back from commercial. And you know how they do a little forty-five second background segment on the next competitor before they do their live act? The crew is still putting the final touches on the scenery while that pre-taped segment is being shown. Pretty neat, huh?
Also during commercials, people in the audience would invariably yell out one of the judges' names. Usually it was Howard. He would always acknowledge the crowd; he seems to genuinely love his fans. 
Once during a break, Joey said, "Let's hear it for Howie Mandell!" The audience would cheer wildly. Howie would swing around in his chair and wave and smile. 
Joey said, "You know, I've been a comedian for thirty years, and I have to tell you guys Howie Mandell is one of the nicest guys in the business. He's always helping struggling comics like myself, and he's never too busy for you." That got a huge ovation from the audience, and Howie walked down to Joey and fist-bumped him.
As each commercial would be drawing to a close, the director would announce for all to hear, "OK, forty-five seconds to back on air...thirty seconds...fifteen seconds..."
"OK, guys, here we go!" Joey would yell, and we'd stand and cheer.
A six-year-old dancer named Li'l Starr was scheduled to perform after the commercial. Joey told us something that I was maybe a little surprised about: "OK, guys, about halfway through Li'l Starr's dance routine, we want everybody to start clapping in rhythm to the music."
Hmmm, I thought, that's almost like coaching to help determine an outcome. I mean, mightn't a few TV audience members be swayed by the audience's enthusiasm? Hey, this little kid is pretty good, the audience is really helping her along. I didn't clap. I chewed my gum and didn't hold up my Scott Brothers sign yet, either!
Nick would come back from commercial standing in different locations in the auditorium. He introduced one act right in front of our section. Follow the arrows in the picture, and maybe you can spot Sue and me. I have on the white shirt with the black stripe, and Sue is directly to the right of me:





It would be hard to pick one incident that was my favorite. Sue and Tommy fist-bumping Howard was definitely one of them. The whole experience was so exciting. But a sort of "non-show" thing that was part of the evening happened during one of the commercial breaks...
The show took place in Newark, NJ, and earlier during the outdoor interview segment before the show began, Newark's mayor, Cory Booker, met with the media; he was unable to stay for the show, however.
So during this particular break, Joey was talking to the audience: "We'd like to thank Newark mayor Cory Booker for stopping by before." At the sound of the mayor's name, a very nice, respectful round of applause came from the crowd.
Joey went on. "Also, unable to attend, but sending his best wishes is New Jersey governor Chris--" Before Joey even finished his sentence, practically the entire audience gave a huge "BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!"
Joey tried a different tact: "Now, now, come on, let's put politics aside for this evening."
More boos, even louder than the first ones, only now they were joined by people standing and giving the "thumbs down" signal. 
I like to think I booed the loudest, but I am quite happy to report that the New Jersey governor was booed more loudly by people other than I.
Howard Stern hasn't always had kind things to say about the governor on his radio show. When he heard all the boos, Howard swiveled his chair around to face the audience. He had a big smile on his face, and he gave a "thumbs up" sign. I still don't know if Howard was giving a thumbs up to us for booing our governor, or if he was trying to make us change our tune and cheer the governor. 
Whatever his intent, at Howard's thumbs up, the booing became the loudest of the evening. 
"Forty-five seconds to back on air..." The director brought us back to the business at hand.
If you've watched AGT, you've noticed the judges talking among themselves about an act they had just seen. This talking is done during a commercial break. Every so often, Joey would ask the audience to remain quiet for maybe sixty seconds because they were going to tape the judges conferring, and the director didn't want them drowned out by the audience chatter.
Coming back from one of the breaks, Nick Cannon did his intro of the next act from the back of the auditorium standing in the aisle, with his back to the stage. Before that segment began, while still in commercial, Joey told the audience, "OK, when we get back from commercial this time, no standing; just applaud from your seats. And everyone please look straight ahead. Please don't anyone look back at Nick as he's talking into the camera. We want it to appear that you're all anxiously awaiting for the next act."
After all, it is show business, right? Some of the stuff we see on TV is just for show. (I'm sure that's why I'm not a fan of reality TV. If there's a TV camera in front of you, how natural or real is the person apt to act?)
Some of Howard Stern's "wack pack" (the wacky people who call into his radio show) were in the audience. During one of the commercials, Joey (himself a self-professed Howard Stern fanatic) would introduce them to the crowd: Maryann from Brooklyn. High-Pitch Eric, BoBo, Medicated Pete...).

May I mention something about the dynamics among Howard, Sharon, and Howie? If the commercial breaks were any indication, I noticed absolutely no professional jealousy whatsoever at the attention that Howard Stern got as opposed to Howie and Sharon. I had read reports that Howie and Howard do not get along because of Howard the "newcomer" kind of taking over the show from Sharon and Howie, both of whom have been on AGT for years. But I saw Howie laughing at whatever with Howard on more than a few occasions during the breaks, and Howie had the biggest smile on his face whenever the crowd would go crazy for Howard. And on one occasion, I saw Sharon rubbing Howard's back during one of the breaks. Howard had his arm around Sharon's shoulder as they talked during another commercial.
Perhaps they're just hiding well any dislike they have for each other while in public; but I certainly saw nothing but displays of affection among the three of them.

Almost as soon as the day began, the live show drew to a close.
Nine and a half hours really did whiz by. 
I rolled up my Scott Brothers poster (yes, I held it up when they were introduced) to keep as a souvenir and to share a picture of it with you guys reading this blog.
We exited the NJPAC building, walking towards the parking lot. TV cameras were interviewing audience members.
Soon I heard someone calling me. "Excuse me, sir, were you given that poster inside? We need to have it back." She had to be kidding.
Someone I didn't know came to my defense: "What if he made it himself?"
We Stern fans have to stick together, whether we know each other or not.
"Yeah, what if I made it myself?"
"Did you?" the girl who had to be more than half my age asked.
"No, but what if I did?" I smiled and laughed. She laughed, too, and I handed back the poster, still not sure why they wanted it back. At least she didn't ask me to spit out my gum.
As we continued our walk to the car, we once again came across Maryann from Brooklyn. Earlier in the day, she had graciously posed for pictures with Tommy and me. Tommy is a mentally-challenged adult, and Maryann really showed him attention during the picture-taking. Tommy's the kind of guy whom, if you show him kindness (as Maryann did), he really latches on to you. Maryann was carrying a microphone and speaking into the Howard TV cameras. She was doing a post-AGT report for a later Howard TV broadcast.
We gave a final wave as we walked by her. 
"Hey, Tommy!" Good Ol' Maryann remembered him. "Come here." 
She brought him in front of the TV camera.
"How'd you like the show, Tommy?"
"Where's Howard?" was Tommy's reply.
"Here's not here yet. How did you like the show?"
"Good."
She gave Tommy a final hug (he had hugged her maybe three times earlier in the day), and said goodbye.
"Hey, wasn't she nice," Sue said.
"Yeah, she really is sweet," I agreed.
Suddenly Maryann was fast-walking towards us.
"Wait!" she called.
She asked us to sign a release in case they decided to use Tommy's interview on Howard TV!
Sue signed for Tommy, gave the TV crew other pertinent information, told Maryann what a good sport and sweetheart she was, and kissed her on the cheek.
Who knows? Maybe we'll be seeing Tommy on Howard TV in the future. If he is on the show, I'll be sure to let you know!

At the risk of sounding cliched, that really was the perfect end to an absolutely perfect day...


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Monday, July 9, 2012

THE GREAT RINGO STARR AT 72
By Steve Ludwig


"Ringo is Ringo, that's all there is to it. And he's every bloody bit as warm, unassuming, funny, and kind as he seems. He is quite simply the heart of the Beatles."       -John Lennon

"Ringo's just a lad. Everybody always loved him. He's just a lovable, interesting, intelligent bloke."       -Paul McCartney

"I didn't like the look of Rory's [Rory Storm, the leader of Ringo's band before the Beatles] drummer myself. He looked like the nasty one, with his little grey streak of hair. But the nastiest one turned out to be the nicest of them all. Playing without Ringo is like driving a car on three wheels."     -George Harrison


When the Beatles broke up in 1970 to go their separate ways and develop their individuality, it was still Ringo whom John chose to drum on his first album (Plastic Ono Band) without the Beatles; George also asked Ringo to play on his first post-Beatles release, All Thing Must Pass. We'll give Paul a pass for playing drums himself on his first solo effort, McCartney. After all, Paul had sued John, George, and Ringo in a complicated lawsuit, which, in effect, dissolved the Beatles, and he was pretty much keeping his distance from the other three. (In the years following Paul's suit, John, George, and Ringo each separately admitted Paul had been right in what he did.)
Still, everyone loved Ringo. How could they not? He was the ego-less one in a band of egos. John, Paul, and George were the brothers Ringo never had. On his 1981 album, Stop and Smell the Roses, Ringo thanked "My Three Brothers" in his dedication.

When I first saw the Beatles on TV on February 9, 1964 (along with 72 million other viewers) on the Ed Sullivan Show, I noticed that Ringo was playing Ludwig drums. I didn't even know there was a drum company named Ludwig! But to see Ringo bangin' away on his Ludwig drums made the Beatles even cooler. I still get a kick out of seeing Ringo play his Ludwig drums these days in concert.


Ringo's the most famous drummer in the world, but is he the best? Well, way back when in Liverpool, before Ringo was even in the Beatles, he was the drummer for Rory Storm and the Hurricanes.

Ringo and the Hurricanes



Even though the Beatles were the biggest group in the land (or at least in Liverpool!), they felt a need to replace their drummer, Pete Best. Ringo was considered the best drummer in Liverpool, so John, Paul, and George asked him to leave Rory Storm's group to join theirs. Well, Ringo being Ringo, he first honored the rest of his commitments to the Hurricanes. Before long, Pete was out, Ringo was in.

Here I am some years ago with Pete Best. ["Yes, Pete, I know. You were Best for the Beatles, but you weren't THE best for the Beatles."]

[Notice me touching Pete's back. Well, in my lifetime, I've touched two Beatle backs! Yup, after being touched by Ringo's music for so many years, I thought I'd return the favor and touch Ringo. Read all about it in my March 24, 2012 blog.]

So in their (at the time) small universe in Liverpool, John, Paul, and George, who even then knew a thing or two about what makes good music, chose Ringo to be their drummer.
Ringo may not have agreed, however. In his humble way, early in his career, Ringo said, "Whenever I hear another drummer, I know I'm no good."

I know I can't be objective about Mr. Richard Starkey, professional drummer; to me, the Beatles are at the "toppermost of the poppermost," and the rest have to just take 
a respectful backseat.
I'm far from a musical expert (there's one about five miles away...ah, nevermind...), so I did a bit of research to see what people in the know thought of Ringo's talent:

"Ringo wanted to serve the songs rather than show off. His commitment to the music was bigger than his ego."     -Tim Riley, rock critic

"I consider him one of the greatest innovators of rock drumming. Ringo has influenced drummers more than they will ever realize..."  -Kenny Arnoff, "Modern Drummer"

"More than any other drummer, Ringo Starr changed my life."   -Max Weinberg

"His work was remarkably consistent and excellent, from 1962 right through 1970."
   -Mark Lewisohn, "The Beatles Recording Sessions"

"The drum fills on "A Day in the Life" are very complex things. You could take a great drummer today and say 'I want it like that.' They wouldn't know what to do."  
    -Phil Collins

"He puts fills in unusual places that are directed by the vocals."   -Don Was

"Ringo is the most underrated drummer in the industry. When he drummed on my 'Yoko Ono Plastic Ono Band' album [Yoko's companion piece to John's Ono Band album], I was totally amazed that he had no difficulty in following the very complex, improvisational vocals I did."    -Yoko Ono

"Time and again, the Beatles rode his backbeat to glory...The results were extraordinary."   -Martin Torgoff, "The Compleat Beatles"

"He always hit the right tempo for a song and gave it that support---that rock-solid backbeat---that made the recording of all the Beatles' songs that much easier."  
   -George Martin



It might be a bit frustrating to Ringo when his drumming is, more often than not, mentioned in terms of his Beatles days.
 But since the Fabs called it quits, Ringo has released seventeen solo albums! And that doesn't include the various live albums the Ringed One has released with the various forms of his All-Starr Band. (Beginning in 1989, Ringo has had twelve different All-Starr Band configurations.)
His latest solo album was released just this year. It's called Ringo 2012. One of my favorite tracks on it is "Anthem." In honor of the great Ringo's birthday on July 7, I put together a YouTube photo-collage video (much as I did for Paulie's recent birthday. That YouTube video is called "Macca the Magnificent").I hope you enjoy watching it as much as I enjoyed putting it together. How could I not have liked making it? It's Ringo! It's a Beatle!
If you'd like to see it, here's the link:



[By the way, I'm "beatguy" on YouTube.]

Now I'm sure I'll be Beatle-Blogging many more times in the future. So for this week's episode, let's focus on Ringo the solo artist, because I'm not sure the casual fan may realize just all Ringo's done since the breakup of the Beatles.True, the hits don't come anymore; his hits came in the 70's. But that hasn't stopped Starr the star from recording because, in his words, "It's what I do."
I mentioned he's recorded seventeen solo studio albums. I'm going to choose my favorite song from each of those albums (not including any early hits). I checked, and each of these songs are available on YouTube if you'd like to give a listen (nice to know there are fellow Ringo solo fans out there who post Ringo on YouTube). My list is in chronological order, with the album title followed by my fave, fab song, beginning with Ringaroo's first solo release, from 1970:
SENTIMENTAL JOURNEY - "Dream"
BEAUCOUPS OF BLUES - "Love Don't Last Long"
RINGO - "Devil Woman"
GOODNIGHT VIENNA - "Goodnight Vienna"
RINGO'S ROTOGRAVURE - "Las Brisas"
RINGO THE IV - "Can She Do it Like She Dances?"
BAD BOY - "Heart On My Sleeve"
STOP AND SMELL THE ROSES - "Back Off Boogaloo" (Revised version with Harry Nilsson)
OLD WAVE - "She's About a Mover"
TIME TAKES TIME - "After All These Years"
VERTICAL MAN - "Love Me Do"
I WANT TO BE SANTA CLAUS - "Come On, Christmas, Christmas, Come On"
RINGO RAMA - "I Think, Therefore I Rock and Roll" (I have to declare a tie with "Never Without You," Ringo's tribute song to George.)
CHOOSE LOVE - "Give Me Back the Beat"
LIVERPOOL 8 - "Tuff Love"
Y NOT - "Walk With You" 
RINGO 2012 - "Anthem"



"Heart On My Sleeve" from the BAD BOY album certainly reflects part of Ringo's philosophy of life. Remember when Ringo declared that he would no longer be signing his autograph to things sent to him? In 2008, he posted a video on his website (www.ringostarr.com) telling his fans that as of October 20 of that year, don't bother sending anything for him to sign. He was too busy, so anything sent to him after that date would be sent back.
Well, the backstory to this is that Ringo became tired of signing things for so-called "fans," only to be told by his staff that many of those things appeared for sale shortly afterwards on eBay. Wearing his heart on his sleeve, StarrMann hastily posted the "no more autographs" decree on his site.
I LOVED the crabby Ringo. The lovable Beatle was being cranky, and he spoke his mind. I do think, however, that an explanation at the time might have helped. Ringo did explain his motives a bit later, but by then many people had changed their opinion of him. 
There's a funny YouTube video from 2008 of his son, Zak (himself an accomplished drummer) being asked if he, Zak, would also stop signing autographs like his dad.
"On October 25," Zak joked.
For the record, Ringo does sign nowadays, although it's usually just for fans on the street.
Ringo has also been forthcoming about his alcoholism. On July 4, 1984, Ringo came onstage to play drums during a Beach Boys concert in Washington, DC. He has no recollection of it. He knows he was there only because he's seen video of it.
In 1988, he and his wife, actress Barbara Bach, checked into a rehab clinic in Arizona. They've been clean and sober ever since. Ringo's sobriety is one of the main reasons for his All-Starr Band tours which he's done since 1989. 
He's also taken up painting and art since he's been sober. This year, he created a really super-cool piece of art. 
Since John's murder in 1980, Ringo's been a big advocate of handgun control. Check out his 2012 creation:


The year after John was killed, on the back of his STOP AND SMELL THE ROSES, Ringo posed, head bowed, wearing a holster without a gun. In the gun's place, Ringo held a bouquet of roses. 

All the money from sales of his paintings go to Ringo's charity organization, The Lotus Foundation (www.lotusfoundation.com). This charity focuses primarily on (but isn't limited to) child welfare, battered women, animal protection, and addiction recovery.
In 2011, Ringo presented a signed (SIGNED!!) drum set to a teenager through the Make-a-Wish Foundation.

Finally, no blog celebrating Ringo's solo accomplishments would be complete without mentioning his acting roles. 
Ringo was so critically praised for his performance in A HARD DAY'S NIGHT (by the way, it was Ringo who came up with the title. He also came up with the title of the Beatles song, "Tomorrow Never Knows," as well as contributing this line to the Lennon/McCartney classic, "Eleanor Rigby": "...darning his socks in the night when there's nobody there."), that the Beatles second movie, HELP!, centered around our good ol' Ringo.
Ringo's acting career after the Beatles was inconsistent to say the least. But no matter what movie Ringo was in (and I've seen them all), and no matter how bad the movie was, whenever I saw Ringo on the screen, I thought, "Hey, it's Ringo!" and everything was OK!!
Here are some of Ringo's acting roles:
As Atouk in CAVEMAN, as Peter Sellers's son, and as Mike (a teddy boy)




As the Mock Turtle in ALICE IN WONDERLAND, the Pope in LIZTOMANIA, and as the great Zappa in 200 MOTELS


I remember seeing CAVEMAN at the Mayfair Theater in West New York, NJ when it first came out in 1981. The theater was quite full, and the audience laughed at all the right spots. I felt good for Ringo. After the opening credits of the movie, the year "One Zillion BC" flashed on the screen. Following the year was the day: "October 9th." The audience howled. It was funny enough that the story took place on October 9th, One Zillion BC, but for Beatles fans it was special; October 9th is John's birthday. He had been killed the year before; Ringo wouldn't forget his friend.
In his other roles, he narrated Harry Nilsson's THE POINT, and he was in possibly the weirdest horror film ever made, SON OF DRACULA (once again, with his buddy Nilsson. The best part of the movie was watching Harry Nilsson perform his great song, "Jump Into the Fire.") 
Ringo has played a horny Mexican gardener and a street tough named Mike; many youngsters met Ringo for the first time as Mr. Conductor on Shining Time Station. He even appeared on The Simpsons (as did Paul and George in separate episodes), where, ironically, he was so inundated with autograph requests that he was just getting to, in 1991, Marge Simpson's request from 1964.

"They're gonna put me in the movies...Might win an Oscar, you can never tell," sang Ringo on the Beatles' cover of Buck Owens's "Act Naturally." Well, the Oscar never came, and Ringo never received the same critical acclaim he did when he acted in the Beatles' movies, but with acting, he added yet another facet to his prolific career.

So the next time you hear someone ask, "What has Ringo done besides sing 'Yellow Submarine'?" make sure you set that person straight!



RINGO FOREVER!!!!



PEACE AND LOVE    PEACE AND LOVE


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Thursday, July 5, 2012

IN THE AUDIENCE OF 
"AMERICA'S GOT TALENT"
(PART ONE OF TWO)
By Steve Ludwig

I'm a die-hard Howard Stern fan, so a few months ago when Howard told us Sirius/XM listeners that he was going to be replacing Piers Morgan on America's Got Talent, I thought to myself, "Well, I guess I'll have to watch." I'm not a fan of American Idol (although I've watched some of the finalist shows in the past); don't like Dancing With the Stars, and I had never seen America's Got Talent. AGT was one of Howard's favorite shows, and each week he'd talk about it on his radio show. He'd tell if he agreed with Sharon Osbourne, Howie Mandell, and Piers's opinions, but I still had no interest. I started watching this year only because of Howard.
So when I was at a Bill Maher show a couple months ago at the New Jersey Performing Arts Center in Newark, NJ, and the emcee told the audience that AGT would be televising LIVE this summer at NJPAC, I took out my iPhone (although we were asked to shut all phones off) and immediately put myself on the waiting list.
Sure enough, on June 26, I got an email instructing me to choose a day (I chose the first live show,  Monday, July 2, just in case the world ended before they got to do the other shows), and to print out a voucher for up to four tickets. So that's just what I did...

 Well, I knew my wife Sue would be going with me, and I knew my friend, Jeff, who was with me at the Bill Maher show, would want to go, so I asked for four tickets. The final ticket would be for Sue's cousin, Tommy. Tommy is a sweet guy. He's a mentally-challenged adult; I mention that only because it has something to do with the story. Ever since I met Howard Stern about ten years ago, Tommy thinks Howard and I are friends, and Tommy is always asking me to take him to New York City to Sirius Radio to meet him. I continually explain to Tommy that Howard doesn't know me, and that I only met him because of a friend of mine, Shelley Harris (aka "Angry Black"). [More about my meeting Howard in a few weeks.]
So I told Tommy that although we wouldn't be meeting him, we'd be seeing Howard as he sat in his judge's chair during the AGT taping. 
In addition to the voucher, a specific set of instructions were also included:
OK, so having read that admittance was not guaranteed, I knew we had to be there early on 
July 2. That wouldn't be a problem, because I was off from school (I'm a teacher), Sue, a nurse, had Mondays off with her schedule, and Tommy didn't work. And Jeff, who worked in Newark, would be only a few blocks away from NJPAC, in his office, and he'd be joining us on line later. 
On the voucher, it said that 6:00 PM would be the time we'd be going into the PAC (the live show would begin at 8). So what would be a good time to get there to be assured a nice place in line? 
By 1:30 PM we were parking the car. As we crossed the street from the parking lot to the NJPAC, it seemed pretty docile. I figured there would be more than a few Howard Stern fanatics that had camped out the night before. But there were hardly any people around. We figured maybe they were lining up inside because of the heat, even though I had received this email the previous Friday about lining up:

We went into the lobby, and a very helpful gentleman explained that people would indeed be lining up outside, and that we were there in plenty of time. Wow, cool! We were definitely gonna get a good place in line. 
Did you notice the letters "OCA" on the voucher? They stand for "On-Camera Audience" (as opposed to those who would be seated in the balconies). That meant that we'd be close enough that we might appear on TV during the live broadcast. Because of this, we needed to follow a specific dress code. I really got a kick out of this part of the instructions that they emailed:


Hip, upscale attire. Yeah, daddy-o, I can dig it! I'm groovy 'n' stuff... Hey, I want the show to look great, so, damn it, I will look great. No clothing with logos...well, so much for my Beatles T-shirt. So we all dressed as hip, upscale and bright as we could for the show.
We sat down under a couple trees and we watched as the TV crew began setting up. I figured they'd be doing an outside shot closer to showtime, ya know, of Howard, Sharon, and Howie arriving to the cheers of the crowd. Soon a marching band and some high school cheerleaders, along with Rutgers University cheerleaders, came out and began setting up.

Before long, the band began playing, and the cheerleaders were slowly going through their routine. It was obviously a practice for the live show later on. The band sounded quite good. Sue finally said to me, "The band's not really playing. They're just going through the motions." Sure enough, the music was being piped in, and the band was doing whatever the equivalent of lip-syncing is with musical instruments. I don't know if they used piped-in music for the actual live broadcast; we were inside at that time.
Up on a platform, in front of one of the raised cameras stood a guy in a black sweatsuit, with the hood up over his head, practically covering his face.
I said, "Hey Sue, isn't that...?" Nick Cannon! Yup, AGT host Nick Cannon had somehow appeared and they were setting up camera angles and stuff. We sat there and watched, goofy smiles on our faces. Hey, this is definitely cool. Before we knew it, he stepped down off the platform and walked right past us, talking on his cellphone. "Hey, Nick," Mr. Hip Upscale Me called out. He just kept right on walking with a couple other guys. (I still can't believe I didn't take his picture. Guess it happened too fast. Nah, I was just too slow.)
"Uh, oh," I said to Sue. "Prima donna."
"No, he was on the phone," Sue said. "He was busy." I still wasn't convinced he wasn't pulling the phony "talking on the phone to avoid people" move. But I'm happy to tell you that later on during the commercials on the live show, he was friendly with the audience, even signing autographs. So Nick was cool in my book.
"Who was that?" asked Tommy.
"Nick Cannon," I told him.
"Who's that?" he asked me. 
"He's the host of the show."
"Who?" Tommy asked again. He clearly was thinking only of Howard.

A few minutes later, after the cheerleaders and band went back inside, we saw a few of the contestants walking around. I recognized the 787 Crew because of their hairstyles.
"I wonder why no one's on line yet," Sue said. She decided to go back into the lobby just to make sure. 
When she came back out, she said the lines were "over there" more, and that six people had been  here since early morning. So I got up and checked, and sure enough, there were maybe twenty people on line. It was set up like an amusement park line, zigzagging back and forth. It was about 2:30 by this time, and obviously most of the people on line were wearing the "off-camera" clothing:

But it was definitely hot; they had a "mist tent" set up; if you wanted to go cool off, you were allowed to leave the line and get misted. I must say that everyone working at the NJPAC was so kind and helpful. A woman would walk up and down the lines telling us that if anyone felt ill because of the heat, tell them right away and they'd be taken care of. 
Sue and Tom sat close by, but in the shade, as I held our place in line. All the people waiting on line seemed to be friendly, too. I talked with a woman named Patty next to me in line. She was a hardcore Stern fan, as was her husband, but she said she was careful about telling people how much she loved Howard, because people may get the wrong impression of her. I told her I understood completely, that people who don't listen to Howard on a regular basis probably think he's just some woman-demeaning pervert. It really simply is not the case. Oh, absolutely there's sex talk on his show, and some of it quite raunchy. But as a fan, and a GUY fan, the sex talk is not my favorite part of all things Stern. I like it best when the crew busts each other's chops, and when they're all just being goofy and silly.
That's another reason why I'm glad Howard is a judge on AGT; people who have formed an opinion of him may get to see the other side of him that we fans see. 
Soon Patty said to me, "Hey isn't that Maryann from Brooklyn?"
Maryann is a member of what Howard calls his "wack pack." They're wacky people who call in to his radio show and over time have become a part of the show. Maryann has an especially grating voice; whenever she calls in, the great Fred Norris plays a squawking bird sound.
She was holding court, as people started gathering around her. She dressed up specially for the occasion, with black gown and tiara. Nick Cannon may have gotten away, but not Maryann from Brooklyn. I stepped out of the line and...

...took a picture with Maryann! As some fans may know, Maryann has a husband who tolerates her Howard obsession. She has two grown children, also. But she was a real sweety. She talked and posed with anyone who asked.
I decided to visit the mist tent before I got back on line. Good thing I did, because an important seed to this story was planted there. As I cooled off in the mist, one of the female NJPAC workers said to me, "Nice tattoo." I have a tattoo on my arm with an "S" interlocking with another "S."
"Yeah, I'm Steve and my wife's Sue," I explained.
"Oh, cool," she said. "I have my husband's name tattooed on me, but I want to get rid of it."
"Your husband or the tattoo?" I joked.
"Both!" she laughed.
My female tattoo admirer will be back with us in just a bit.

At about 4:00, they began checking the vouchers and handing out the real tickets. This was good, because this meant we could leave, get something to eat, and just make sure to be back at 6:00 to be seated.



By this time Jeff had arrived from his office, and the four of us sat down to eat at the NICO Kitchen, a restaurant that was attached to the NJPAC. We'd eat, then head right to the lobby; we weren't going to wait till 6:00. We had tickets, we were assured entry and assured a seat in the orchestra, but they weren't assigned seats, and we wanted to get as close as we could. AND we wanted to try to sit on the side that Howard was sitting, which would be the right side looking at the stage.
As we ate, I showed everyone my picture with Maryann from Brooklyn.
"Can I take a picture with her?" Tommy asked. I looked around from our outdoor table. Maryann was still talking to people. Here's the result:


She posed sweetly with Tommy. 
"My mother's in heaven," he told her out of nowhere. "I miss her."
"Oh, well, my dad's in heaven, too, Tommy," Maryann told him.
Tommy asked her, "Is Howard here yet?"
"No, not yet, Tommy," she replied.
"What's your name?" Tommy asked her.
She told him, and I could tell Tommy didn't want to leave her. 
"OK, Tom, let's go back to our dinner," I said to him.
As we walked away, Maryann called, "Bye Tommy, enjoy the show!"
The picture Tommy took with her is now the wallpaper on his cellphone.

The waiter brought our check, and asked us who our favorite contestants were. He was a fan of the show, and he told us that they had taken out rows and rows of seats in the NJPAC auditorium to make room for the expanded front of the stage and the judges' chairs. And, he, himself had helped them put up the ramps for the BMX Biker contestants. He gave us the inside scoop. They would tape the BMXers at about 7:30 and then insert it into the show about midway. They needed time to take down the ramps, and they couldn't do it during the live broadcast; not enough time during the commercial break.

We thanked him for the info, paid the check, and made our way to the lobby. There were already tons of people in no particular line or order; everyone was just milling around inside and outside the NJPAC, waiting for the word to start lining up. By now it was about 5:15. 
Sue said, "Hey, there's Lisa G !" Lisa G is a reporter for Howard TV. I smelled another photo op!
"Hey Lisa, can I take a picture with you?" 
It was probably my hip, upscale look that caused her to say, "Sure!"


The judges would obviously be arriving soon; Lisa G was there, the regular TV cameras were all around. Maryann from Brooklyn was psyching up the crowd with chants of "Howard! Howard! Howard!" We had to make a decision: Should we wait outside to see their arrival or miss their arrival and get back inside in case they started lining us up? We figured we'd see the judges once the show started anyway; we went inside.
Now remember when I told you the tattoo lady would figure into the story? Well, we weren't sure which gate exactly would be closest to our Door C Orchestra seats. As we were standing idly around, Tattoo Girl pointed at my tattoo and said, "Hey, it's Steve and Sue."
"Yeah, hi. Where exactly should we line up to get to our seats?" I was getting worried it would turn into a race for the seats, with everyone pushing each other.
"Well, actually everyone is going to have to leave the lobby and line up outside in a few minutes. Mayor Booker (Cory Booker, mayor of Newark) will be here, and everyone needs to get scanned."
Oh, no, we thought. We looked outside. We'd be so far back in line!
Before we even got to the door to go outside, my tattoo friend saved the day. She actually went out of her way to get us.
"I just found out they're gonna let people in this gate right here."
She led us to the first gate that would allow people entry. We would be first to get in!
Through the gate, we, and the other audience members who quickly caught wind of what was going on, saw a very familiar figure walking up on the second level inside.
"Hey, Howard!!" someone yelled.
Sure enough Howard Stern was walking somewhere with a group of people. He was gone from sight in seconds. But that brief sighting made all of us smile.
The security started setting up the scanning stuff just inside our gate. Suddenly people were calling Howard's name again. Now he was on the first level (our level) going toward one of the doors to go outside to do TV interviews. When he heard us calling, he stopped, smiled at us, and gave a wave.
Oh yeah, Howard acknowledged us. We are all ready!
The gates opened and we walked into the hall that led to our door, Door C. But just before we got there, the crowd of us were stopped by security and asked to wait. The judges were still outside, and as soon as they were finished with the interviews and back inside, then we could proceed.
"Sue, do you realize they all have to walk right past us?" I asked.
I couldn't believe our luck. All of us with tickets to go in Door C were waiting right by the door that Howard, Howie, and Sharon would come through. We were right there!!
Fans of Howard will know these two names: Ronnie the Limo Driver and Ralph Cirillo. They were both outside; I could see them through the window. 
A couple "TV types" came in through the door. The interviews must be over. Sure enough, Sharon Osbourne came through the door. A couple Ozzy-sounding "Sharon!" calls came from the crowd. She smiled and waved as she kept walking. 
Then a real buzz began. Ronnie the Limo Driver (who doubles as Howard's security guard) came through the door. And who followed? 
"Howard!! Howard!!" People were going crazy!! The security people locked arms to keep us from getting past. Would Howard acknowledge us? Would he be a stuck-up creep and ignore us??
He came in smiling and ready to fist-bump the fans. Here's a picture I took:

You'll be happy to know that fist on the right belongs to Sue's cousin Tommy. Yup! He got to bump fists with Howard!!
Not only that, this next picture is Howard and Sue bumping fists!!


Can you believe it? My wife Sue and her cousin Tommy made contact with Howard! These pictures are screencaps from a video I took. That video will appear on YouTube in about a week.
As for me? Well, some poor slob had to take the pictures, and I'm that hip, upscale slob.
But that's ok, I took a picture with the SternMeister General a few years ago. You'll see that picture in a few weeks in a different, all-Howard blog.

That'll do it for Part One. In about five days, I'll post Part Two. I'll take you behind-the-scenes of the July 2 live broadcast with some cool stories and even cooler pictures.


NO! NO! DON'T DO IT RINGO!! I'D NEVER FORGET YOUR BIRTHDAY!!!
 THE GREATEST DRUMMER IN THE WORLD, RINGO STARR, HAS A BIRTHDAY ON JULY 7. I HAVE A SPECIAL BLOG ALL READY TO POST FOR YOU TO READ, PLUS A BRAND NEW YOUTUBE VIDEO THAT I CREATED IN HONOR OF THE FAB STARR!!


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