The Police have officially announced North American dates for their tour this year. HUZZAH!
When I saw them on the Grammys last night, I couldn't stop grinning. They all look pretty damned hale for a bunch of Senior Rockers. Of course I'm an unrepentant Sting fan... Not that I've liked all of his recent stuff - I can't really listen to "Mercury Falling", and I haven't bothered acquiring "Songs From The Labyrinth" since hearing excerpts - but on the whole I'll give anything he does a fair shot. Bill and I both really dig the solo stuff that Stewart Copeland's done, too (under his own name and his pseudonym Klark Kent).
Anyway, this tour Bill and I must attend. They aren't coming to California, but I sure as hell have my eye on scoring some tickets for their Phoenix show if possible. I know it's going to be an ungodly feat, however. I'm even tempted to get a Premium Fan Club membership to get access to ticket presales - it's expensive, but it might be worth it. I can't even remember the last concert we went to, and honestly there are very few bands I'd be into seeing live anyway these days - but to have one last chance to see The Police (!!!) in person...? Hells yeah, I feel justified throwing a little extra money at the thing to make it stick.
So excited!
Because Neil G. requested it, and he and the subject are two of my favorite entertainment luminaries anyway, I'm posting a link to an entry he wrote about Penn Gillette's radio show (read the entry to find out why he wants people to link to it).
I do actually have a half-assed review of the Screen Actors' Guild awards pending; I've just been sick for the past week and in no mood to do the typee-typee. Besides, the show was pretty dull, so that's not too inspiring. It's been kind of a bum year for awards shows, truth be told. Regardless, a pledge is a pledge, so expect a recap soon...