The World Famous Jerry Lentz

noreply@blogger.com (Jerry Lentz) — Sat, 21 Jun 2008 11:18:00 +0000

My friend Steve sent me this:

I've watched this like 15 times and can't stop laughing...

Bug in Mouth Brings Out the Street in Reporter

During a broadcast a bug flies into this reporter's mouth and really brings out his street side.

noreply@blogger.com (Jerry Lentz) — Fri, 20 Jun 2008 10:05:00 +0000

Been in a real Stanly Kubrick mood lately, and I've mentioned before how if I'm down in a funk, just reading about him pulls me up. Lifts me a bit. I don't know why.

There's a TASCHEN book by Alison Castle called "The Stanley Kubrick Archives" that my friend Tracy got me as a gift a while back and I swear this book has saved my life. I know that may sound ridicules, but it's true. It kept me going through Dark Times!

So needless to say, I've been sifting through that book and more YouTube stuff on Kubrick to keep me going.

Here's a Short interview with composer Wendy Carlos on her experience with working with Stanley Kubrick and the CirCon.

Crafting The Shining documentary Pt.1 of 3

Director Tony Kaye speaks about Stanley Kubrick's influence on his own life and work. Difficult to watch, but really good!

I learned a lot about Kaye in this.

Visions of Stanley Kubrick documentary Pt.1

noreply@blogger.com (Jerry Lentz) — Thu, 19 Jun 2008 09:54:00 +0000

I love Radio!

Sometimes I want to listen to a show from another city or a syndicated show not available in the market I find myself living, but I found this page and I'm so glad for it.

Talk Stream Live

Check it out, might be some new radio show or podcast you'll just love!

Now if I could only get the NY style Pizza I love from Hollywood via the internet.

noreply@blogger.com (Jerry Lentz) — Wed, 18 Jun 2008 09:24:00 +0000

I need to find where my old links went. I use to have a great links sidebar, but being a bad blogger, I've misplaced it.

It'll be back up soon, but here's a few pages I've been really digging lately:

http://lazyeyetheatre.blogspot.com/

http://burbanked.com/

http://sergioleoneifr.blogspot.com/

and...

http://quityourdayjob.com.au/

So I guess you can tell I like movies.

I was thinking about what a happy perfect life would be for me and I think watching TV, having Tivo, good sound system, and eating without gaining too much weight and living where I could walk to a theater and having money without having a crappy job.

noreply@blogger.com (Jerry Lentz) — Tue, 17 Jun 2008 11:15:00 +0000

My oldest brother and I can really get into talking about the Legitimate Theatre, performance and Stage Craft.

These talks are great!

I sent him this video from TEDTalks and one of my heroes, Julie Taymor:

Theater and the Imagination

I hope you enjoy it, too!

noreply@blogger.com (Jerry Lentz) — Mon, 16 Jun 2008 09:07:00 +0000

A former Acting student of mine (thanks Josh!) from back when I taught at The Debbie Reynolds Dance Studio sent me this joke:

A blonde moves to Beverly Hills, hoping to find an acting job. After a couple weeks with no luck, she decides to go around to some of the rich people's houses and see if she can do some odd jobs for them to make a little money.

She finally goes to one house, and a guy and his wife come to the door. "Sure, I have a job for you," says the guy, "You can paint my porch. How much money do you want?"

The blonde thinks about it and says "I can do it in less than an hour. Twenty bucks!"

The guy says "Fine, there's a gallon can of paint and a brush in the garage, let me know when you're finished."

So off she goes to the garage.

The guy's wife says to him "Fred, that wasn't fair, you tricked the poor girl. She doesn't realize the porch runs around the corner all down the west side of the house to the deck. It'll take her the whole day!"

"Too bad!," he says, "Maybe that dumb blonde will learn a lesson."

An hour later, the blonde is at the door again: "All Finished! And I had enough paint to put on a second coat! Oh, and by the way: that's a Ferrari you have there, not a Porsche. Duuhhhhh!"

noreply@blogger.com (Jerry Lentz) — Sun, 15 Jun 2008 08:59:00 +0000

Way back when I was in London I became a huge fan of the South Bank Show. Melvyn Bragg ROCKS! They have the best interviews, I think the first one I ever saw was about Clive Barker.

Now thanks to BBC America (I think they play it as I have no cable, or Dish)podcasting from ITV and YouTube you can catch some great old episodes like this:

TIM BURTON - SOUTH BANK SHOW

noreply@blogger.com (Jerry Lentz) — Sat, 14 Jun 2008 12:52:00 +0000

I use to be pretty obsessed with Norman Mailer when I was a kid. I even got the Library to order me a documentary about him. It was on 16mm and the poor old lady librarian had to wheel in this giant projector for me to watch it.

What a strange kid I was...

I really wanted to be a Writer in the worst way as a kid and to me He was a great big WRITER. But spelling and grammar and lack of ideas got in my way and has prevented me from attaining my dream.

Ever see this? Norman Mailer vs Rip Torn - on camera brawl from the 1970 film, MAIDSTONE.

noreply@blogger.com (Jerry Lentz) — Fri, 13 Jun 2008 10:31:00 +0000

My friend Steve loves the old "Planet of the Apes" movies. I do too! He even gave me a box set of the films.

There's something so perfect about the idea of it. Something in it that really gets to me.

Anyway...

He sent me this link with great pics!

I know it's dated, but still pretty cool!

noreply@blogger.com (Jerry Lentz) — Thu, 12 Jun 2008 08:14:00 +0000

My brother and his wife have pointed out something that seems to be a disturbing trend in these parts and I can't seem to shake the trauma it's causing me.

They were telling me about a women working the Drive-Thru of a local Sonic whose front teeth were rotted out and causing her to slobber as she took your money and served your food.

I thought they should be use to seeing such things and noted to them that's 45% of the people I come across here, being this is where cheap meth was invented. I hear meth either rots your teeth, or you get so high you forget proper dental hygiene.

So...

One day I went to Sonic. By shear happenstance my brother was in his car in front of me ordering his treats. I get to the window and there was a pretty girl, but with ROTTED TEETH!!!

I tried not to stare, but those blackened, cracked and jagged nubs pulled on my vision like a tractor beam drawing me near the Death Star. I handed her my debit card and as she said "Thank you" a glob of spit landed on my wrist.

I freaked!

I took my food, drink and card and left nauseous.

My brother later said, "See what we were taking about?"

Then tonight at another Sonic, a guy with the same thing going on in his mouth took my order... I should hook them up!

Sonic needs to improve their imaging, or offer Dental Insurance to their employees, cause I'm about to quit eating there!

noreply@blogger.com (Jerry Lentz) — Wed, 11 Jun 2008 10:04:00 +0000

Old friends are popping into my life again!

Out of nowhere I have received 3 emails from friends from the old daze. The really weird thing is, I had just been thinking of them, too.

It's something I heard on "The Secret", Oprah, or Wayne Dyer... Thinking hard about an old long lost friend and seeing if that person makes contact.

Well, It WORKS!

Strange thing is one of them I was thinking about is dead.

But what happened on that case, I was going through some old boxes and found a funny note he once left under the windshield wiper on my car.

I didn't even know I kept it!

noreply@blogger.com (Jerry Lentz) — Tue, 10 Jun 2008 15:00:00 +0000

Well, the Loft I was thinking of moving into has been acquired by someone else, so it's back to searching for a new place again.

Everyone is telling me I'm too picky, but I don't think so, I just want to feel comfortable in the place I sleep.

Because I haven't felt comfortable in years!

noreply@blogger.com (Jerry Lentz) — Mon, 09 Jun 2008 07:56:00 +0000

Things have been pretty crazy.

Emotionally, it's been a roller-coaster in my heart and head, but I'm reading, thinking and spending time in Nature.

Tick, snake and poison ivy nature.

Boy, I miss walking down 3rd Street Promenade in Santa Monica!

noreply@blogger.com (Jerry Lentz) — Sun, 08 Jun 2008 16:02:00 +0000

Went looking for a place to live Yesterday and it was so hot to me, the humidity, that I was completely drained.I think my rash is coming back. Maybe it's a heat rash? I'm all broken out. I woke up thinking mosquitoes got me, but I don't know.

Looked at some lofts in the oldest section of town. Maybe not the safest place. Cheap rents, though. I think. However coming up with 1st and last month's rent and all the deposits on all the different utilities will be tough. I have to time it out with a month long Fast so I don't spend any money on food.

It's next to the train tracks. Right next to them. If I ever get the urge to end my time here I can either hobo it and hop the train, or get under it.

I actually saw real hobos!

Maybe this isn't such a great location, but I gotta do something. My brother has been wonderful letting me stay here. It's just I need my own space to hide in. To be able to cry to myself in the dark, or snore, or write without disturbing anyone. To be able get undressed without little babies walking in on me, or to be able to walk to the car without picking up an army of ticks.

noreply@blogger.com (Jerry Lentz) — Sun, 08 Jun 2008 06:36:00 +0000

The B'Day Presents are still rolling in...

Tracy sent me the DVD, "Control" about Ian Curtis and Joy Division. That movie is amazing!

After watching it, I just laid in bed staring at the ceiling wondering about life and stuff. I thought about friends who were into the band and the music. I remember being in El Paso, Texas on a drive to California and stopping at a thrift store to see if there were any good books and I noticed the Mexican girl running the cash register wearing a Joy Division t-shirt.

There's a part of the film that really got to me; Ian talks about how much he gives of himself when he's on stage, how drained he is and now they want more. The big tour is coming and he just can give, cause he hasn't any left.

I'm not on stage, but I feel it. I know what he's talking about. It's hard for me just to wake up, to get out of bed, to talk to complete strangers, to talk to friends, to meet people, to get in my car, to fill it up with gas, to change its oil, to figure out how I'm going to make money, to pay bills, to find a place to sleep, to stop feeling bored... It never ends and what's the point of going on?

I often fantasize about a country somewhere that says, "We've built all these houses. You can live here free. All bills paid. Work if you want to, but it has to be something meaningful to you. If you don't know what it is, we'll help you find it."

I'd go!

noreply@blogger.com (Jerry Lentz) — Fri, 06 Jun 2008 10:56:00 +0000

The Maury Show ran one of my ghost videos again with a nice big credit for me over the image!

Thanks to everyone on the show! You guys ROCK! If I ever need a DNA Test to find out if I'm some baby's daddy, You're getting a call!

Got permission to enter a haunted theater and set up my equipment in the early AM, so I'm hoping the spirits will be up and talkative for me. I'm thinking if all goes well, maybe this will be part of a pilot episode for my new TV series.

Trying to think of ways to make this show stand out from all the other ghost shows and I stumbled onto the idea of having scantily clad girls join me on the ghost hunt.

You know how scary movies always have a beautiful girl in lingerie and a candle go out into the woods when she heard some unholy scream and gets curious? That's the idea! Hot half naked girls and me seeking out the paranormal!

If you or someone you know is a scantily clad half naked girl, please contact me with a photo and info. Thanks!

noreply@blogger.com (Jerry Lentz) — Thu, 05 Jun 2008 12:14:00 +0000

Early in the morning dark on the Lentz Farm with no lights I stood alone and watched distant lightning and how the clouds were illuminated from the inside like amber and cotton and it reminded me of putting my hand over a flashlight and seeing the blood glow and veins when I was a kid.

Thoughts raced through my head.

Standing there half dreaming.

A wind moved through the high tree tops and their rustling leaves to closed eyes sounded like a waterfall.

When I opened my eyes the sky was filled will thousands of flickering lightning bugs. It was so beautiful I wanted to make a wish.

Then after a few moments, I did.

noreply@blogger.com (Jerry Lentz) — Wed, 04 Jun 2008 10:00:00 +0000

There are those special memories for me where I'm in my space and I have some wonderful friend over and we're pulling albums out of boxes, off of shelves and we're spread out on the floor listening to songs.

Maybe we're drinking wine, getting high, or just zoned out trying to imagine what the song is about.

U2's October is a very special time like that and when I hear any one of the songs, I'm right back at that moment, reading liner notes, or lyrics, or looking at your face while your eyes are closed and listening to your music.

Stranger In A Strange Land is a song where I undressed you and laid my ear on your breast to hear your heartbeat. Hearing this song now is like looking at a core sample of my heart and how I felt at one time.

Soon, I'll have a space again where I hope you can come and listen to music. Then, I won't have to live in the past.

"I wish you were here."

noreply@blogger.com (Jerry Lentz) — Tue, 03 Jun 2008 09:57:00 +0000

Had a very terrifying dream, so you can start analyzing now! I know you will.

First let me say, I've never had one this heavy with emotion. My eyes are blurry with tears as I try to type this. It seemed so real. A huge weight of meaning hangs on this.

Here's the dream as best as I can give it to you.

In a very large space. A warehouse maybe. Dark. Glow of florescent lights. Dim. Sizzle and crackle of electricity is in the air. I'm standing by a door. My back is to it, but I move slightly to the side because the door is open about an inch and it's dark Black on the other side and I sense something might reach through.

I suddenly realize I'm in this space to look for something. But have I forgotten what it is I'm looking for?

A male voice on an answering machine goes off in a room in a small metal shed outside. It tells me, "It's there in the room. It knows you are there. It's walking to you!"

I'm so scared!

Looking around I see nothing but the floor and the walls and the open rafters. Then I hear feet dragging on the concrete floor. Then running toward me! It's coming to me!

It's coming to me!!!

I shut my eyes tightly. I'm not looking. It can't hurt me if I'm not looking.

The footsteps stop.

If I open my eyes, What will I see? Two ghostly eyes inches from my face staring back at me?

I'm not looking!

The voice on the answering machine yells, "It's right THERE!!!"

I open my eyes with my hands in front of me, but what I see is myself standing over by the door some Twenty feet away with my eyes shut. WHAT'S GOING ON???

Oh My GOD, I'm the ghost!!!

I start running toward myself because I know it's possessing me and I must get to my body, but then I stop and a wave of sadness hits me. I mean, a blanket of sadness. Infinite sadness! I feel the death of everything I've ever loved and lost. I buckle and go to my knees. I am crying. I'm lost and need help. I'm invisible. Dead. Fading. Vapor.

I wake up crying like a baby, seriously.

Man, I'm glad that's over!

noreply@blogger.com (Jerry Lentz) — Mon, 02 Jun 2008 10:51:00 +0000

June sounds like a pretty month to me.

Always love the start of a new month. It's like a big block of possibilities. Anything could happen.

Could start a new Fast.

Could start writing a novel.

Could start a romance, or just read a book...

But I guess I'll just spend the rest of the month trying to figure out how to make next month's rent.

noreply@blogger.com (Jerry Lentz) — Sun, 01 Jun 2008 10:37:00 +0000

Should be sleeping but the rain hitting the metal roof over my head and the noise from this severe thunderstorm we are experiencing has got me up.

Popped in "Factory Girl" and I'm watching it now. The power is going on and off, but my laptop battery is taking care of the DVD.

Stepped out onto the porch as lightning and thunder crash all around. The farm is completely lit up by the fireworks. Hope the new cows, the goats and the pigs are okay. I'd be a good farm boy and check on them, but the movie's got a good nude scene on pause and I'm barefooted. I wonder if it's safe for me to be barefooted in PJs outside. Then lightning strikes a tree.

Time to go in!!!

Got the munchies so bad and there's not a thing I can find. I usually have some snacks stashed to quell those late night hunger calls, but now I got nothing. I check my backpack and find some packets of these South Beach Living Granola Clusters I bought but hated. I should have known when I got a case on sale for $2.

However, now I find them delicious! Jesus, these are good! Only 130 Calories and 6Grams of Protein! I feel thin just typing this! I'm washing this dry sand-like mouthfuls of oats down with Minute Maid Country Style OJ straight from the carton.

Why can't I be like Andy Warhol? But you know, without the gay and dead part.

It's weird watching this because I used to have a very close friend that was Edie's boyfriend and is always mentioned in her biographies. He told me some real sad and horrible stories about their time together.

Drove past a wig shop the other day. I wonder if they have any White, or Gray Men's wigs that'll fit my big noggin? Need to change up my look from time to time. Be incognito sometimes. Everyday is Halloween, right?

noreply@blogger.com (Jerry Lentz) — Sat, 31 May 2008 22:37:00 +0000

I can't believe I woke up without a hangover!

Don't really want this day, or this month to end.

Drove around. Beautiful day! Gorgeous clouds.

Picked up a few movies to get my fix of flicks:

"Fast Food Nation"

"The Fountain" (Still makes me cry)

"Superbad"

"Factory Girl"

"The Three Burials of Melquiades Estrada"

Here's a trailer that made me laugh out loud from the Coen Brothers, Brad Pitt and George Cloony. It looks awesome!

noreply@blogger.com (Jerry Lentz) — Fri, 30 May 2008 13:37:00 +0000

Wow! What a crazy day!

Today I met up with Matt, my best friend from when I was in the 7th and 8th Grade. We haven't seen or spoken to each other since then, so there was a lot of catching up.

We both look so different now.

But we seemed to fall right back in to place. Picked it right up. I can't believe I was so nervous about seeing him.

After dinner we went downtown and walked around. He showed me places we used to hang around that I had either forgotten or had been demolished. It was great seeing him! I hope we stay in touch.

Then there was a little party at a beautiful home where I met several people who were funny, crazy, wild and drunk. We talked and drank margaritas in the backyard as lightning lit up the dark skies.

I saw cool old custom cars.

I saw a basement wet bar decorated with old album covers.

I saw a Grandma doing cartwheels.

I saw big naked boobies!

It was the BEST B'Day this whole year!!!

noreply@blogger.com (Jerry Lentz) — Thu, 29 May 2008 10:36:00 +0000

Today is the start of my 2 Day B'Day Celebration!!!

The 29th and 30th are my Birthdays because Hospital Records show both dates. Weird, I know, but maybe I was born near Midnight, or I was a long baby.

I don't know what I'm going to do, but a few nice people have offered to spend time with me, that's good! There are promises of cocktails, but I'm my own designated driver, so I must be careful!

I'm getting nice B'Day Comments on MySpace!

My Best Friend from the 7th Grade is meeting up with me for dinner tomorrow. I haven't seen him since then. We have a lot to catch up on!

I have so much to be thankful for, so many wishes have come true, so many nice gifts, How could I ever be sad?

Maybe this next year of my life, I'll be better at dealing with the sad feelings that sometimes engulf me.

Thanks to Tracy for this:

noreply@blogger.com (Jerry Lentz) — Wed, 28 May 2008 07:35:00 +0000

Was out driving at 3AM this morning and fog was rolling in and it was so hypnotic in the way it glowed as my headlights lit it and my car passed through it.

It was so dark, then these bright wisps of cotton fog envelope the car and you couldn't see anything for several feet, suddenly it would open up to darkness again.

Pulling up a small hill was like a plane rising out of a cloud layer, the sky was Black and full of sparkles and I caught sight of a shooting star.

Yes, I made a wish!

Even if it doesn't come true, just thinking up this special wish was enough pleasure!