A group of Broadway producers is apparently all gung-ho about bringing Bret Easton Ellis’ American Psycho to Broadway, because nothing says “fun for the whole family” like a musical that chronicles the adventures of a murderous, sex-obsessed, status-obsessed Wall Street dude who, did I mention, also happens to be a murderer. Oh well, if the final product bases the music for the show on the film’s soundtrack, at least we’ll see some awesomely campy interpretations of classic jams like Eric B. & Rakim’s “Paid In Full,” Information Society’s “What’s On Your Mind (Pure Energy),” and M/A/R/R/S’ “Pump Up The Volume.” The Hollywood Reporter also claims that producers are really excited to get some piece of Huey Lewis & The News’ catalog into the staging as well, but they’d better pay him in full if they want him to play:
Do you believe in: a) the sheer animal magnetism of John Larroquette in a three-piece suit, b) situation comedy, c) the power of a tribute video to make you feel complete, d) love? If you answered “all of the above,” join me after the jump.
Well, Huey Lewis’ title-track contribution to the Seth Rogen/James Franco stoner comedy Pineapple Express has made its way to the Internet, and like much of the output from that arm of Hollywood, the good idea at its core (“hey, let’s have Huey Lewis write a sequel to ‘The Power Of Love’ with pot jokes!”) gets stretched out and beaten so thin that even the memories of liking its early bits go up in smoke. Pros: Like all Huey/News tracks, it does have the requisite sax solo; Lewis still sounds like Lewis. Cons: The saxophone solo and the smoking-up solo probably weren’t both necessary; the song on a whole sounds somewhat wan, almost as if it’s been beaten down by studio notes dictating what lyrical jokes should be punched up and the exact length of the whole “smoke it if you got it” bit. It’s streaming at the soundtrack distributor’s MySpace page. (Warning: Click quickly after the song’s finished, or you might be subjected to Mike Myers singing Steve Miller.) After the jump, a clip of the song that Rogen and Franco should have probably used in the first place.
Repeatedly I’ve risked mockery by suggesting that Taylor Hicks is the man America needs to bring back Huey Lewis style bar-rock. Give this champ an undeniable song, a video full of football players and a well-placed saxophone, and everybody’s gonna yell “Fore!” But my pleas in the name of aging alcoholics who don’t want to go country or metal have potentially fallen on deaf ears, as the leader of the Soul Patrol is taking his pipes to Broadway. Hicks will be playing the “Teen Angel” in Grease for three months over the summer, amusing and delighting Great White Way visitors of questionable taste who wouldn’t know quality Spuds-rock if it bit them in the news. Tay, dude, you’re above this!
Today’s semi-amazing factoid that may be true, via Popbitch: “Huey Lewis’s grandfather invented the red wax sealant you find on certain cheeses.” First person to make the “cheesy music” joke in comments gets banned! More »
After noting that the just-announced CMT Music Award nominees include rockers (or “rockers”) Robert Plant, Bon Jovi, Huey Lewis, and the Eagles, the CMT blog says this is nothing to get worked up about. Really, Huey Lewis is just nominated for songwriting because Garth Brooks covered him (!). And Plant, of course, is there because of his duet with Alison Krauss. As for the other two? Well…
