After years of receiving e-mails from an assortment of colorful individuals who reach out via my website, I have to say this past month has been the most rewarding. It’s not usually the case that I engage someone who is asking for help with random companies and such, but on a whim I decided to believe another “producer” that was “making a reality show in Hawaii.” At least this time it was a network I had actually heard of so I decided to help them out.
One of the most significant things that will probably ever happen to me in my adult life happened this past weekend. I spent all of First Friday thinking about it and it might’ve even ruined my Saturday night because nothing really seemed that interesting or exciting afterwards.
I remember when I used to live in Newquay we’d get so excited for the Association of Surfing Professionals to come to our little town. Cornwall, about 250 miles west of London, wasn’t the most eventful place to live, although we did appreciate the cider, the Manic Street Preachers, scones with clotted cream.
After many in the nightlife got to know the un-knowable Vane Russo and Nathan Nutter, they were taken from us, creating a void in both personal-style icons and late night where-to options when The Edition shut down. This past weekend the nightclub at The ModernHonolulu quietly opened its doors in preparation for the December 1st Grand Opening.
In a money-is-the-bottom-line world, the distractions needed to restore calm are almost always art or music for me. Investing the time needed to soak up culture comes and goes, but I can always appreciate the “in your face” approach some artists have taken to create discussion or force awareness and basically pull my head out of the foggy day-to-day.