Hotel Morrissey – the marketing

The other day I wrote about my dream involving the Hotel Morrissey, which naturally housed a Cafe Morrissey in its lobby. How this respite for weary travelers existed only in my dream no one can really know, but that was no excuse to not formulate marketing and product strategies!

A Facebook post followed, and thanks to some truly ace ideas from a couple of friends, it cemented in my mind that this was perhaps the single greatest idea I had ever had!

What follows are the fruits of our labors. Special thanks to Brian, Mario, Marc, Steve, Marya and Lauren for fueling the fire. Please feel free to add your own ideas so that some day the Hotel Morrissey will become the reality it was meant to be. Morrissey is such the lyricist that this could go on forever (in which case I’m doomed). Continue reading “Hotel Morrissey – the marketing”

Hotel Morrissey

I was dreaming.

In my dream, I stumbled around a corner of a large building and noticed the art deco sign, cast in shiny aluminium on the wall: The Hotel Morrissey.  That’s pretty cool, I thought.

From there, I jumped a railing into the hotel (it’s a dream, if you have to ask), and ended up alone in a lobby cafe. Glancing up at the menu hanging from a wooden beam at the counter, I saw the familiar silhouette of Steven Patrick Morrissey, highlighting a house specialty, The Last of The Famous International Cappucinos. Brilliant.

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KateintoCaroline

Here’s a little something I threw together, inspired in part by the tempo and lyrics of the Psychedelic Furs‘ She Is Mine’ off their 1981 album ‘Talk Talk Talk’. I used to write a lot more of this stuff, but for various reasons the output has slowed recently. Maybe it’s time for a resurgence.

‘KateintoCaroline’

I met a girl
and called her Kate
Her name was Caroline

She asked if that’s
the type of thing
that I did all the time

I said Kate
I cannot lie to you
When you walked through the door
I lost my head
and had to pick
myself up off the floor

and I do believe right now
dear Kate,
I couldn’t want for more

She gave me a smile
and we danced and we talked
about names and romance and true crime

Our song gently faded
and she whispered like ghosts
I’m not Kate but I’ll be your Caroline

A Wiseau Man Once Said…

‘You’re tearing me apart, Lisa!”

It’s the money line in a movie full of money lines, and for all the wrong reasons. I’m speaking, of course, about ‘The Room’ the fascinatingly, jaw-droppingly, so-bad-its-mind-altering movie written, directed, co-produced and starring that magician of cinematography, Tommy Wiseau. I spent a rainy Friday night (April 16th) at the Coolidge Corner Theater in Brookline, MA witnessing ‘The Room’ for a second time, but for the first time in the presence of the man himself, Mr. Wiseau, who along with co-star Greg Sestero, helped bring the experience of this cult phenomenon to the Boston masses.

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Discovering Terry Hall

You’d think someone who’s worked with artists and bands ranging from Blur’s Damon Albarn, Tricky, The Lightning Seeds, Sinead O’Connor, Lily Allen, Gorillaz and a personal guilty pleasure of mine, Bananarama, would have made their way onto my musical radar some time ago, but it is only within the last week or so that I’ve been diving deep into the career of Terry Hall. He is my stumble upon artist of the moment. A dry, witty British singer whose best-known band, Coventry ska punk legends The Specials, have reformed for a 30th anniversary tour that sees them playing the opening day of the Coachella festival today, April 16 (Only founding member and chief songwriter Jerry Dammers is absent from this reunion).

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