Keep Hope Alive

The six-hour Fire Aid benefit concert this week raised more than $60 million (and counting) in emergency funds to help those who lost their homes or suffered other incalculable losses as a result of the massive destruction from the recent L.A. wildfires.  The money will be used to begin to rebuild, or at least help steady lives and communities, and begin to figure out ways to prevent future fires.  The entire live event on Thursday is currently streaming on Netflix and Max – or can be watched in its entirety on YouTube.

Dozens of some of the most iconic names in music performed, many of whom now live, or have lived, in Los Angeles.  Sure, it wasn’t everybody.  But the cross-generational level of superstar talent mixed with personal stories of perseverance and survival by many of those who lost so much, was quite a singular evening.  A somewhat unexpected musical event that is hard to describe in any other way than listing some of the talent.

As star studded as it gets

Billie Eilish and Finneas, Olivia Rodrigo and Gracie Abrams,  Dr. Dre, L’il Baby, Shiela E., Jellyroll and Anderson.Paak.  Green Day, the Black Crowes, a Nirvana reunion of Dave Grohl and his two original bandmates, with the singers St. Vincent, Kim Gordon, Joan Jett (!) and Grohl’s daughter, Violet, performing the bands’ songs.

There was P!nk, nearly stealing the show channeling her inner Janis Joplin and Led Zeppelin, Stephen Stills and Graham Nash reuniting, Stevie Wonder still wondrous and Joni Mitchell as the ultimate sixties survivor and sage. 

Wow

Not to be outdone by Alanis Morisette, Gwen Stefani and No Doubt, Steve Nicks, John Fogerty and Rod Stewart. 

Wow wow

Oh, and  Katy Perry, Dawes, John Mayer, the Red Hot Chili Peppers, Sting and for gosh sakes, Earth Wind and Fire.

Lady Gaga closed the show with a few of her hits and then performed an original tune she co-wrote for the event that she hoped would evoke hope – a bouncy late sixties/early seventies throwback called All I Need Is Time.

Mind. Blown.

Speaking of hits, every artists’ mini-sets included at least one or two of the songs they are best known for.  These performances most especially did NOT seem like an expectation or a chore, as is sometimes the case.  But rather a gift being given to the survivors, the city and a national (Note: International?) audience, many of whom don’t live in Los Angeles but are nevertheless trying to survive a fairly bleak last few months and an uncertain future.

It was as if there was an unspoken message of, maybe we can feel better for a few minutes by at least sharing this again.  It’s not a solution or a cure but at least it’s something more positive than crying or doom scrolling.

Is that… optimism?

Not that the latter two don’t serve some function.

At least for me.

It’s easy to be cynical about the intentions of anyone in the entertainment industry but Fire Aid felt like one of those rare, almost non-existent events where sincerity was on the table across-the-board.  I had heard it was happening days ago but with so much in the news to look forward to… NOT!… it had slipped my mind until my much more optimistic other-half texted me while I was teaching that evening to tell me it was incredible and he was DVRing it, which was followed by another text from my sister that simply read, P!NK! (Note:  Yes, I’m a fan).

More optimism? Help!!

It’s true that $60 million is a relatively small number of the several billion estimate needed to rebuild what the fires have wrought. 

And sure money is important. 

But for me what the concert did better than anything I’ve seen or experienced recently, was to unite people and communities that might not ordinarily join together for a common cause.  And make them feel a little less… devastated. 

Ahhhhh!

That doesn’t happen much anymore, if ever, and certainly not without a dash of vitriol directed at someone or some group.

Yet this is a fleeting example of what’s possible, albeit thus far improbable, more than a month in to 2025. 

But I’m all in for more.

P!nk – Full Performance – FireAid

Show Business Kindness

If you have 15 minutes, and who doesn’t, it’s worth your time to watch an impromptu Instagram video by comic Jeff Ross and musician John Mayer driving their friend Bob Saget’s car home from LAX.

Saget, 65, a nineties lore staple as the star of Full House and Americas Funniest Home Videos, as well as a perennial comedian/actor, died quite unexpectedly this week in a Florida hotel room the morning after doing one of his standup shows. 

He basically hosted YouTube, before there was YouTube

There was no foul play, no drugs and no scandal.  Though autopsy results are pending, right now it looks like he had either a sudden heart attack or a massive stroke.

As the Omicron version of COVID continues to decimate the U.S. and the planet, and we all continue to lose our minds over fascism, voting rights, masks and the people who refuse to wear them or get the g-d damned vaccine (Note: F-ck U Novak Djokovic, you’ll break that Grand Slam record over ALL of our dead bodies!) it might seem relevant to ask the question:

Why are you writing about Bob Saget?

I mean, other than the fact that he died?

Well, I’ll tell you.

America’s Dad

In a two-month period where we’ve lost revered show business legends like Sidney Poitier, Betty White and Stephen Sondheim, seeing the amount of show business love and heartbreak in reaction to the death of Mr. Saget feels…unparalleled?

Funny as he was (Note: I’ll always remember him for his hilariously filthy monologue in The Artistocrats), and as good of an actor as he could also be (Note: Check out his Law and Order: SVU season 8 episode, Choreographed), this isn’t an industry that comes together to laud people for anything other than superhuman success or super duper amounts of accrued money.

Not that Bob Saget wasn’t known among his peers for generous helpings of both.

But it seems what he was mostly known for was his unbridled and unrelenting love and generosity.

He was beloved.

Apparently following his death there was a three-day pajama party/shiva (Note: Jewish tradition for paying respect to a family who have lost loved ones where people bring LOTS of food) at his home with his family; his entire Full House family, which he kept together for decades as their own second family, (Note: Yes, BOTH grown up Olsen twins/moguls were there); as well as a diversity of comics, actors, musicians and other show business luminaries.

But as both the public and the personal tweets mounted there were only three words that united the many dozens, nee many hundreds of them:

KIND.  CARING.  LOVE.

Google his name and type in any of those words and see what comes up.

I guess the fourth word would be funny and it’s likely that would be the first word any comedian would want to have as their epitaph.

But it’s not as if we don’t know and expect comics to be funny.

What you rarely see leading the list in show business tributes is the constant and incessant use of the word kind

It’s not that everyone is mean.  It’s more that in the competitive and sometimes cutthroat world we humans have created, few individuals lead with kind and continue to do so that continually, dependably and personally over decades.

Bob Saget was like a lovable golden retriever, wasn’t he?

People can be kind on the set and a pleasure to work with but they likely won’t be your lasting good friend.  Someone can be a close buddy but it’s rare so many close buddies will be people you worked with and who you still might be competing with for a job.

Which also doesn’t account for those many non-pros who you have made sure to keep in your inner circle or to reach out to in times of trouble no matter how busy or rich you became, simply because you were kind.  Or, more likely, merely because you wanted to.

Jimmy Kimmel, who has cried before on his television show but contrary to so many mean tweets doesn’t do often, tells it much more specifically and emotionally:

We don’t talk a lot about real love and kindness in such direct ways any more for fear of appearing melodramatic or, to use one of my students’ favorite terms/fears, too cheesy.

Sometimes cheesy is good!

But that’s what got Jeff Ross and John Mayer to do something any L.A. resident would herculariously (Note: It’s a word now!) try almost anything to avoid — driving through freeway traffic to Los Angeles International Airport to find their friend’s car somewhere in a dreaded, unmarked multi-level parking structure, pay the overdue penalty and then turn right back around and drive themselves together again through rush hour traffic simply because someone had to do it and it was a way to help.

I mean, it’s not like you couldn’t get a lineup of p.a.’s to complete that task for you, with or without pay.

… and he was funny!

That might not seem like the ultimate display of kindness for those who don’t live here but you’ll just have to trust The Chair on this one.  Out here on the left coast, upper echelon of show business, this simply DOES. NOT. HAPPEN.  EVER.

Though love and kindness, those now seldom discussed qualities too often relegated to the cultural death heap of the sixties, never fail to surprise.  And occasionally, to inspire.

Full House Extended Theme Song