Captain Beefheart dies at age 69 :(

* Sorry, my blog seems like an obituary lately 🙁

By Basil Katz and Bob Tourtellotte
updated 46 minutes ago

Don Van Vliet, better known as pioneering blues and rock musician Captain Beefheart, has died in California from complications of multiple sclerosis at age 69, a representative for the artist said on Friday.

The Michael Werner Gallery in New York, which handles Vliet's paintings, made the announcement. "Don Van Vliet will be sorely missed," the gallery's statement said.

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      Musician Captain Beefheart dies at age 69

      Don Van Vliet, better known as pioneering blues and rock musician Captain Beefheart, has died in California from complications of multiple sclerosis at age 69, a representative for the artist said on Friday.

Captain Beefheart and his Magic Band rose to prominence during the 1960s with an experimental brand of rock music that was inspired by the blues and featured offbeat rhythms and lyrics.

Their best known album is 1969's "TroutMask Replica," and while it was not a commercial hit, it won critical acclaim and is still considered among the most prominent art-rock albums ever made.

Vliet was born Jan. 15, 1941, in Glendale, Calif. As a teenager, he befriended Frank Zappa, whose own brand of experimental music became popular in the 1960s and 1970s.

Captain Beefheart and the Magic Band released their first album, "Safe as Milk," in 1967, featuring songs with titles like "Zig Zag Wanderer" and "Abba Zaba." While band members would change over the years, the group continued to crank out music through the 1970s up to 1982's "Ice Cream for Crow."

Vliet retired from music after 1982 and turned to painting, enhancing his reputation as a member of the avant-garde.

Vliet is survived by his wife of more than 40 years, Jan Van Vliet.

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Yvonne Michelle Oliver, former Dot Bot, passes away at age 40 :(

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Yvonne was one of my BEST Dot Bots. She was very dependable and helped me build my Dallas team up. She auditioned therapists, massaged our touring clients and was always punctual, professional, polite, efficient. I was sad to see her leave the team 6 months ago but understood she had her hands full.

I heard of her passing from another Dot Bot, Koko and I am extremely upset. Such a talented, intelligent and thoughtful person, leaving this earth WAY too soon. I am saddened to think of her kids, husband and family losing such an angel. My heart goes out to you all, if there is anything I can do, name it. I have nothing but amazing things to say about this woman, she will be missed by so many. "only the good die young" peace Dr. Dot 

 

R.I.P Frankie :(

 

"Dot, I have something terrible to tell you and I know it is going to hurt. It is with heavy heart that I tell you that we had to put Frankie down. Around the holidays he attacked Athena and nearly killed her. The vet told us to contact the dog warden and that we had to quarentine him for 3 weeks. By then things had started up with the new children

and Frankie went on the back burner. Wednesday night the dogs were out on the deck eating as it was a nice day. Tom went to let them in and saw that Frankie had attacked Athena (the 14 year old tiny dog) again. He broke them up and crated them both as the children were watching all this.

There was blood all over the deck. Athena was crying out in her crate and we tried to keep the children away. After they went to bed we checked on Athens injuries and discover that she died of her injuries. We weren't agnry at Frankie because he was just doing what dogs do, but we knew we could keep him any longer. In December we tried every rescue league we could find and none would take him. It was long over due and I'd like to think that we gave him a long and love filled life. "

 

Cry

Les Paul: RIP

 

 

This was sent to me from a friend I have named Dave:

 

Les Paul, whose innovations with the electric guitar and studio technology
made him one of the most important figures in recorded music, has died,
according to a statement from his publicists. Paul was 94.

Paul died in White Plains, New York, from complications of severe pneumonia,
according to the statement.

Paul was a guitar and electronics mastermind whose creations — such as
multitrack recording, tape delay and the solid-body guitar that bears his
name, the Gibson Les Paul — helped give rise to modern popular music,
including rock 'n' roll. No slouch on the guitar himself, he continued
playing at clubs into his 90s despite being hampered by arthritis.

"If you only have two fingers [to work with], you have to think, how will
you play that chord?" he told CNN.com in a 2002 phone interview. "So you
think of how to replace that chord with several notes, and it gives the
illusion of sounding like a chord."

Guitarists mourned the loss Thursday.

"Les Paul set a standard for musicianship and innovation that remains
unsurpassed. He was the original guitar hero, and the kindest of souls,"
said Joe Satriani in a statement. "Last October I joined him onstage at the
Iridium club in [New York], and he was still shredding. He was and still is
an inspiration to us all."

"Les Paul was a shining example of how full one's life can be, he was so
vibrant and full of positive energy," said Slash in a statement.

Lester William Polfuss was born in Waukesha, Wisconsin, on June 9, 1915.
Even as a child he showed an aptitude for tinkering, taking apart electric
appliances to see what made them tick.

"I had to build it, make it and perfect it,"
<http://topics.cnn.com/topics/Les_Paul> Paul said in 2002. He was nicknamed
the "Wizard of Waukesha."

In the 1930s and '40s, he played with the bandleader Fred Waring and several
big band singers, including Bing Crosby, Frank Sinatra and the Andrews
Sisters, as well as with his own Les Paul Trio. In the early 1950s, he had a
handful of huge hits with his then-wife, Mary Ford, such as "How High the
Moon" and "Vaya Con Dios."

His guitar style, heavily influenced by jazzman Django Reinhardt, featured
lightning-quick runs and double-time rhythms. In 1948, after being involved
in a severe car accident, he asked the doctor to set his arm permanently in
a guitar-playing position.

Paul also credited Crosby for teaching him about timing, phrasing and
preparation.

Crosby "didn't say it, he did it — one time only. Unless he blew the
lyrics, he did one take."

Paul never stopped tinkering with electronics, and after Crosby gave him an
early audiotape recorder, Paul went to work changing it. It eventually led
to multitrack recording; on Paul and Ford's hits, he plays many of the
guitar parts, and Ford harmonizes with herself. Multitrack recording is now
the industry standard.

But Paul likely will be best remembered for the Gibson Les Paul, a variation
on the solid-body guitar he built in the early 1940s — "The Log" — and
offered to the guitar company.

"For 10 years, I was a laugh," he told CNN in an interview. "[But] kept
pounding at them and pounding at them saying hey, here's where it's at.
Here's where tomorrow, this is it. You can drown out anybody with it. And
you can make all these different sounds that you can't do with a regular
guitar."

Gibson, spurred by rival Fender, finally took Paul up on his offer and
introduced the model in 1952. It has since become the go-to guitar for such
performers as Jimmy Page.

"The world has lost a truly innovative and exceptional human being today. I
cannot imagine life without Les Paul," said Henry Juszkiewicz, Chairman and
CEO of Gibson Guitar, in a statement. "He would walk into a room and put a
smile on anyone's face. His musical charm was extraordinary and his
techniques unmatched anywhere in the world."

Paul is enshrined in the Rock and Roll Hall of Fame, the Grammy Hall of
Fame, the Inventors Hall of Fame and the Songwriters Hall of Fame. He is
survived by three sons, a daughter, five grandchildren and five
great-grandchildren. Until recently he had a standing gig at New York's
Iridium Jazz Club, where he would play with a who's-who of famed musicians.

He admired the places guitarists and engineers took his inventions, but he
said there was nothing to replace good, old-fashioned elbow grease and soul.

"I learned a long time ago that one note can go a long way if it's the right
one," he said in 2002, "and it will probably whip the guy with 20 notes."
 

Massage client scam: Massage assistant robbed in Arizona

Once again, a client received a kick ass massage for over 90 minutes and got away without paying. Last time, it was in LA when a client came to one of our massage assistants and got a 2 hour massage and just as the 2 hours were coming to an end, he pretended to have a spasm. My assistant asked him what was wrong and he said she had hurt his arm. He freaked out, yelled at her (she wasn't massaging him wrong, he just didn't want to PAY for the massage) and he started to leave. She asked for payment and he said "you are lucky I don't sue you! I am not paying!" and ran out the door without paying. PRICK..

 But tonight, a bigger scammer stuck one of my massage assistants in Phoenix, Arizona. Why am I telling you this? So you can prevent it happening to you or anyone you know who is in the massage business. Basically this asshole called me, using a fake name, requesting a massage in Arizona. I passed his number onto my assistant and he came to her for a massage. She asked for pre-payment, but he whined that the money was in his car; that he would pay later. Here are her words:

 "Brent made an appointment for today at 1pm at my studio.  He parked  his car in
my car port.   Seemed very nice.  We did a Thai massage  session at his request
and from the problems he was having in his hips  and legs the best modal. 
Before anything I had him sign your waiver  and fill out the intake form.  I
asked him to pay upfront.  He said he  had his wallet in the car and said well
can I just grab it after?  His  car was parked in my car port which is literally
in front of my front  door.  During the massage things were great he asked my
lots of  questions about yoga and reflexology stretching.  Once we were done we 
talked a lot and he even scheduled another appointment with me for May  3rd.  So
he went out to his car to get the money started his engine  and drove off, I
actually ran out the door like what the fuck!!!  It  was an hour and half
massage. DOUCHE BAG DOUCHE BAG DOUCHE BAG!   I  was so upset earlier…I'm still
upset!

I have since then left him 4 voice mails and sent him a couple text  messages. 
Telling him in a very nice way to please call me and let me  know what happened?
  I've never had anything like this happen to me in  the 3 years I've been
massaging.  I mean I've never even heard any  teacher or peer of mine ever have
this occur.  The last message I left  was me telling him Id give him 24 hours to
contact me and pay  before  I filed a police report.  I talked to my friend who's
a cop and they  said its a misdemeanor and no reason  I can't file"

 

Ok, do NOT fuck with us!!
I found this idiot's REAL name and
REAL address so our girl can go to the police and
get her money for her 2 hour massage and hopefully
teach this wanker a lesson not to steal from Massage
therapists!!!

His REAL name is James



We are going to the police and will make sure he pays for his crime and we will NOT stop until he gets what he deserves. Massage is hard work and to pretend to be a paying client and even make another appointment to make it all more believable is pathetic. You piece of shit.  

 

 

UPDATE: August 9, 2008:

  Subject: I was robbed too!!!!! Please read  
From: ahmin21
Date: Friday, 8 August 2008     3:08:58 AM
Last week! I believe I was faced with the same massage stealing douche bag. He use the name Jesse Wilson he scheduled a massage with me last friday 08/01/2008. After the session he went to the car and he came back in and told me that he left his wallet in the car. He called someone and said that he left his wallet on the counter and that he was on his way to get it. He told me he would be back in an hour and he even rescheduled with me for the following week. Needless to say a few hours later he would not answer my calls and he finally returned a text message when I told him that I had his license plate number. He said he would bring it would bring but he never did! He gave a fake address 685 W Shawnee. I described his car to my boyfriend and he told me the same car was parked in the garage next door were he approached a man that looked like the man I described but he lied he denied it all and was trying to send him on a wild goose chase for different men in the neighbor hood. That is how I found this blog by google the 681 address because my boyfriend said he had a feeling it was him because he seemed so nervous plus he fit my description white male 6'3" light eyes, crater face, he had the same leg and glute problem. He had a green chrysler sebring! I just have a question. Did you guys take any further action with this jerk?

 

Heath Ledger RIP. “It’s interesting when people die, give us dirty laundry”


"Stop all the clocks, cut off the telephone,

Prevent the dog from barking with a juicy bone,
Silence the pianos and with muffled drum
Bring out the coffin, let the mourners come."

 

Heath Ledger died today. Heard it from a few friends per text as I woke this afternoon. Yes. afternoon. Then I got a call from Access Hollywood, asking me if it was me that showed up today to massage him at 3 pm:

 "It wasn't immediately clear if Ledger had committed suicide. He had an appointment for a massage at a residence in the tony neighbourhood of SoHo, NYPD spokesman Paul Browne said. A housekeeper who went to let him know the massage therapist had arrived found him dead at 3:26 p.m."

 I told him,  Pills kill. Massage heals. More massages, less pills. Had Heath booked with me, he'd still be alive, as my massages are worth hanging on for. Great massages make you look forward to the next appt. My clients know I am anti-pills. If you receive proper massages on a regular basis, you don't NEED sleeping pills. The guy was reaching out for peace and relaxation, even up to the last minutes he spent on earth. 

I am however, calling all of my massage assistants in NYC to find out if it was indeed one of my team. All bookings are made through me, so if they did book with him, they did it on the sly, so they may not want to come forward OR Heath may have booked with an unknown therapist, as you can find them a dime a dozen on craigslist. Would he be nutty enough to book someone on his own? Anyone who is nutty enough to take too many pills is indeed unpredictable and nutty enough. 

Fame kills. Artist are usually overly sensitive souls to begin with, then if they get famous, they usually snap. You have to have TOUGH skin or be stable as hell to withstand the constant brown-nosing, lying, scamming fucks around you when you are famous. There are LOADS of hanger-ons around each celebrities who constantly feed them pills and drugs to keep the star high, to make themselves indispensable to the star, to keep them so high, they won't notice they are being manipulated for financial or celebrity gain. It makes me fucking sick. I feel sorry for the celebs in that situation, which is pretty much the majority of them. They have NO idea about all the shit that goes on around them and behind their backs. All the power games and backstabbing; it's revolting.

I am sad about Heath's early death and fear that Britney, Amy Winehouse and Mischa Barton are sadly on the same path. Fame, pills, booze and drugs are a lethal combo.

sigh.  

 

 "I make my living off the evening news

Just give me something-something I can use People love it when you lose, 
They love dirty laundry Well, I coulda been an actor, but I wound up here I just have to look good, 
I dont have to be clear Come and whisper in my ear Give us dirty laundry Kick em when theyre up
 Kick em when theyre down Kick em when theyre up Kick em when theyre down 
Kick em when theyre up Kick em when theyre down Kick em when theyre up Kick em all around 
We got the bubble-headed-bleach-blonde who Comes on at five 
She can tell you bout the plane crash with a gleam In her eye 
It's interesting when people die-
 Give us dirty laundry Can we film the operation? Is the head dead yet? You know, 
the boys in the newsroom got a Running bet Get the widow on the set! 
We need dirty laundry You dont really need to find out whats going on
 You dont really want to know just how far its gone Just leave well enough alone 
Eat your dirty laundry Kick em when theyre up Kick em when theyre down 
Kick em when theyre up Kick em when theyre down Kick em when theyre up
 Kick em when theyre down Kick em when theyre stiff Kick em all around 
Dirty little secrets Dirty little lies We got our dirty little fingers in everybodys pie 
We love to cut you down to size We love dirty laundry
 We can do the innuendo We can dance and sing When its said and done we havent told you a thing
 We all know that crap is king Give us dirty laundry!"  DON HENLEY