DONNA SUMMER RETURNS TO THE WORLD AND HER PEOPLE ARE OUT OF THIS WORLD
The Shot Donna Summers Publicist Boytoy Could Not GetYou all keep e-mailing me. You want the real stuff. It is so hard for me to tell you the way things really are. So fucking hard. You all keep telling me you want the hard stuff. Unlike everyone else I really live this shit. I am so pissed off. I am pissed off that people hire young people that know nothing. Nothing at all !
THIS BLOG IS CHANGING !
SONY...... You hire young people who don't know anything. I came to the new Donna Summer release party at Mansion on 28th street. I come with stars. I come with Village People Icon Randy Jones. I come with Robert Furano from then Sopranos. YMCA people ! And I am there, I am a star in my own mind. I am a huge star in my own mind.
FIRST:
Publicist around 20 years old has a boyfriend that she gave a job too. While I'm shooting he comes up to me and ask's me to move and Say's he Donna Summers publicists photographer. Meanwhile I find out he is the publicists boyfriend, from SONY. Meanwhile any asshole with a camera could have gotten the shot from my apartment in Times Square. I told him I was not moving. He got his girlfriend and she went wild,and told me to move.
FUCK YOU SONY !
You assholes, you are hiring these UN-Professional people that take care of their boyfriends more than the press which put your clients in the papers and you make record sales. I am calling you bosses at Sony Monday. Your whole VIP section was not business. It was friends. The VIP section should have been filled with press that could have given you publicity and more sales.
SECOND:
Your asshole boyfriend can't take a shot right next to me? How can you risk such a important gig to someone that can not even take a photo in any situation?
THIRD:
He is so ugly ! Sorry, but he was. Get glasses !
FORTH:
He will never cover events around NYC. I photographed him and he is banned!
You ruined a great night. I was crying from all the memory's hearing Donna. Everyone that was there in the Studio 54 days was crying. I was in tears, Randy was in tears. We all lived to tell the story and some young publicist ruined our night. You ruined Donna's night.
FIFTH:
How dare you make Village People Icon Randy Jones wait to pose for photos with Donna Summer. How dare you ! If she knew what you did you would be fired. Shes going to know tomorrow. How dare you treat a star like Randy Jones like this. YMCA Bitch!
LAST BUT NOT LEAST:
I know everyone. Everyone moves around in this business. You are un-professional and you will, never work with anyone I know in NYC... So I hope you dirty sleazy boytoy was worth it !
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I mean like, where was the Red Carpet? Where were the Paparazzi?
When I approached the “ropes” I was asked if I was a guest of Sony, when I said “no”, this cowboy booted imp looked down her nose, then up at me and told me to “go stand on the other side”. When I explained that I was on a list and a guest, she looked at me as though I had just spoken in a foreign language, “please just go over there!”
I was in the way and made to feel uninvited. When I moved to the “other side” I realized that I was now with the real Donna fans, these were the true VIPs. Of course “the other side” was meant to feel like a punishment in the world of event hosting. On the “other side” we were rudely ignored and just standing around talking excitedly about Donna.
As the Sony VIPs made their way to the coveted “right side”, they were awarded a Royal greeting, smiles and welcomes while the “keeper” of the arm bands was summoned. We watched as Ms. Cowgirl made a show of announcing another VIP and then calling over the “keeper” of the arm bands, a small leprechaun of a man, who made a big show of wrapping the prize green bands on their arms.
After twenty or so minutes of waiting, we of the “wrong side” were finally allowed in. As I made way to the main room, and my much needed drink, I approached the adorable bartender and asked who the liquor sponsors were? Appropriately, I said were, because the open bar was now closed. I should be honest, the downstairs open bar was closed, but the upstairs VIP bars were still freely flowing as the kind bartender explained. Well, that was just perfect, I needed to whip out my laptop, send in my resume asap to Sony, secure a job and then see Mr. Keebler outside for my green arm band.
I forked over $15 bucks and drank my much needed vodka. I looked around and noticed that the main room was packed, over packed, and everyone was waiting for the Queen of Disco to arrive. The only celeb I spotted was the cowboy from the village people, perhaps the outdoor list chick was a relative of his? But then again, maybe she wasn’t since he was sans a green armband, and I even watched him attempt to make his way up the stairs to VIP, only to be turned away by security.
Finally, at about 9:30 PM Donna appeared and sang a few songs. WOW! Not much for an album release party, no wonder we all lime wire the shit out of music. Yeah Sony, make me pay!
Everyone needs to chill with the negativity. People were just doing their job.
P.S. Learn how to spell.
They are bullshit from bullshit people!
James said you were rude to your elders? You were. Big enough to apologize to the mentors or foolish enough to flush your careers aside?
James said your actions were arrogant? They probably were the out growth of teeny bopper rebellion: See how great I am JUST because I get to be here? You haven't a clue.
Age and experience will teach you IF you last in the field. Then again, next week you newbies may change your minds. Oh well! As you flounce your tushes into the next job.
You want instant fame that fits your little time frame but you are not willing to work hard for quality. You won't last in a demanding profession.
Thank you James for reporting the truth!
You have no class. You have no history as Donna and others have. Go get a life. We are not impressed by what your post has told us about you.
James spoke well regarding you and now you are demonstrating exactly what he has said.
Come back when you have something of value to ADD without thinking your main contribution is SUBTRACTING.
Sounds like the blogger has a problem with being O-L-D
The 70's were a long time ago dude, get over it!