Correction o’ the Week (Frank Sinatra Toupee Edition)

From Saturday’s New York Times:

EDITOR’S NOTE

In the Talk interview in the Magazine this weekend, Barbara Sinatra, Frank Sinatra’s fourth wife, disputes an account by Gay Talese in a 1966 Esquire article, in which he described Sinatra’s toupees and the woman who cared for them. In taking issue with those details, Barbara Sinatra said her husband always employed men to care for his hair, and added, “Right there you know that’s a lie.”

In fairness, that characterization should not have been included in the interview without any corroboration or any response from Mr. Talese. He stands by his original account.

From the original account, Frank Sinatra Has a Cold:

Sinatra with a cold is Picasso without paint, Ferrari without fuel–only worse. For the common cold robs Sinatra of that uninsurable jewel, his voice, cutting into the core of his confidence, and it affects not only his own psyche but also seems to cause a kind of psychosomatic nasal drip within dozens of people who work for him, drink with him, love him, depend on him for their own welfare and stability. A Sinatra with a cold can, in a small way, send vibrations through the entertainment industry and beyond as surely as a President of the United States, suddenly sick, can shake the national economy.

The disputed part of Talese’s piece:

He was, as usual, immaculately dressed. He wore an oxford-grey suit with a vest, a suit conservatively cut on the outside but trimmed with flamboyant silk within; his shoes, British, seemed to be shined even on the bottom of the soles. He also wore, as everybody seemed to know, a remarkably convincing black hairpiece, one of sixty that he owns, most of them under the care of an inconspicuous little grey-haired lady who, holding his hair in a tiny satchel, follows him around whenever he performs. She earns $400 a week.

What Barbara Sinatra says in the Sunday Times interview with Andrew Goldman :

Something confused me in the book. You wrote that around his 70th birthday, he said, “If I’m going to continue working, then I think maybe I should get a toupee.” Gay Talese’s classic 1966 Esquire profile of him reported that even back then he owned 60 hairpieces cared for by a gray-haired lady who earned $400 a week. 
I don’t think that’s true. He never had a lady comb or brush his hair. He always had men.

Two questions:

1) Really? Sinatra had a guy do his hair?

2) The correction has Barbara Sinatra saying “Right there you know that’s a lie,” but the interview doesn’t. What’s up with that?

Maybe another Editors’ Note is in order?

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No Djok: Order Restored To French Open

Roger Federer did Rafael Nadal a favor by defeating Novak (41-0) Djokovic in Friday’s French Open semifinal.

Nadal did not return the favor in Sunday’s French Open Final.

Instead he reverted to form, beating Federer for the fourth straight time in the tournament’s final round. Via the New York Times:

Rafael Nadal won his sixth French Open, tying Bjorn Borg’s record, with a 7-5, 7-6(3), 5-7, 6-1 victory over Roger Federer, his primary rival and the winner of 16 Grand Slam tournaments.

Nadal started slowly before winning five games in a row to capture the first set, then seemed ready to cruise to his 10th Grand Slam singles victory. But Federer, trying to beat Nadal for the first time in four finals at Roland Garros, surged back behind the wide support of fans at Court Philippe Chatrier. Nadal rolled through the fourth set, putting all his clay courts skills on exhibition.

“Congratulations, Roger, for this fantastic tournament,” Nadal said during the trophy presentation, a familiar end to two weeks at Roland Garros. “I think he do very, very well. Sorry for today.”

Classic Rafa, both during and after the match. Now all’s that’s left is to end Djokovic’s four-final winning streak against him.

Strawberries and cream Novak, anyone?

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Alex Burrows Bites Bruins – Again

So it wasn’t bad enough the Bruins broke down with 19 seconds left in Game 1 of the Stanley Cup Finals to lose 1-0 to the Vancouver Canucks?

Now they have to lose 3-2 to Alex Burrows, a Canuck who should have been Ca-knocked out of Game 2 for previously chewing on Patrice Bergeron’s finger?

Burrows (two goals, one assist) singlehandedly beat the Bruins – literally – in the overtime period when he trashed Zdeno Chara and Tim Thomas to score 11 seconds into sudden death.

The Boston Globe alluded to the suspect nature of Burrows’ presence in the game in its initial web report, saying Burrows “avoided suspension for this game after being accused of biting Boston’s Patrice Bergeron in Game 1.”

The Boston Herald’s initial web report didn’t mention the dental incident, although several commenters did.

Whatever, it bites.

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Campaign Outsider Critics Corner (NY Art Museum Edition)

Once around Central Park, James, and don’t spare the horses:

METROPOLITAN MUSEUM OF ART

* Alexander McQueen: Savage Beauty is an eye-popping tribute to the unique vision of the fashion designer who cut his own life short at age 40.

* Night Vision: Photography After Dark is well worth a look.

* Also worth seeing: Richard Serra Drawing, Anthony Caro on the Roof, Poetry in Clay, and especially, Reconfiguring an African Icon, an exhibit of everyday objects like gas cans refashioned into modern-day African masks.

MOMA

* Francis Alys: A Story of Deception. The Belgian artist videotapes himself pushing a block of ice through Mexico City until it evaporates (the ice, not the city), or ostentatiously carrying a gun through Mexico City until he’s apprehended by the police (12 minutes later). And lots of other head scratching capers.

* German Expressionism: The Graphic Buzzkill – sorry, Impulse. Lots of images of war and depravity and depression and etc. If that’s not enough for your dark side, check out Decadence & Decay at Galerie St. Etienne for more Max Beckmann, Otto Dix, and George Grosz gross-outs.

JEWISH MUSEUM

* Collecting Matisse and Modern Masters: The Cone Sisters of Baltimore. A smart summary of the treasure trove Claribel and Etta Cone voraciously collected in the early 20th Century. They snagged about 3000 decorative objects and works of art from the likes of Pierre Bonnard, Andre Derain, and especially Pablo Picasso and Henri Matisse.

(Special bonus feature: Etta Cone was in love with Gertrude Stein, but got aced out by Alice B. Toklas.)

(Even specialer bonus feature: Etta Cone bequeathed the sisters’ collection to the Baltimore Museum of Art, so the Jewish Museum exhibit saved the Missus and me a trip there).

* Maira Kalman: Various Illuminations (of a Crazy World). Actually, Kalman’s writings and drawings are more whimsical than crazy. Not that there’s anything wrong with that.

COOPER-HEWITT

* Set in Style: The Jewelry of Van Cleef & Arpels. One giant product placement (literally) for the upscale jeweler.

* Color Moves: Art and Fashion by Sonia Delauney. Textile and fashion designs, along with paintings from an under appreciated artist.

That’s art, folks.

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Campaign Outsider Critics Corner (Art Gallery Department)

Picks ‘n’ pans from two days of gallery-hopping in the Big Town (sorry no links, still iPadlocked):

MAIS OUI! DIVISION

* Elliott Erwitt: Personal Best at the International Center for Photography. Sharp, witty photographs from Che Guevara to Paris pooches.

* George Grosz Watercolors at the Soufer Gallery. Much less depressing than Grosz’s usual work.

* Chaim Soutine/Francis Bacon at Helly Nemad Gallery. Separated at birth?

* Art on Art at Adam Baumgold Gallery. On art.

* Picasso and Marie-Therese: L’amour fou at Gagosian Chelsea. Absolutely Pablovian.

* Robert Mapplethorpe: 50 Americans at Sean Kelly Gallery. Who knew Mapplethorpe had this range of subjects and talent?

* Julie Speidel: Tempat at Winston Wachter Fine Art. Stone(work) good.

* Mary Frank: Transformations at D C Moore Chelsea. Any relation to Robert Frank?

* John Henry: Poetic Builder at Flomenhaft Gallery. Metal in motion.

MEH! DIVISION

* Louise Bourgeois: The Fabric Works at Cheim & Reid. Just sew-sew.

* Salvatore Scarpitta: Trajectory at Marianne Boesky Gallery. Tough sledding.

* Richard Tuttle: What’s the Wind at Pace Chelsea. What’s the point?

* Arshile Gorky at Gagosian Midtown. Dorky.

Tomorrow: Museum musings.

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One Mav-elous Victory

After the beatdown they endured in Game 1 of the NBA Finals, the Dallas Mavericks took the court in Game 2 with one objective in mind:

To prove that they actually belonged on the court with the Miami Heat.

And how!

Down by 15 with about six minutes to go, the Mavs outscored the Miami Cold by umpteen-to-thislittle, a stretch that featured the debut of The Invisibles: Dwayne Wade, Chris Bosh, and especially LeBron James, who needs once again to shed his reputation as Mr. Third Quarter.

Meanwhile, major props to Mavs big man Dirk Nowitzki, who stepped up and scored their last nine points.

Looks like we have a series here.

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Campaign Outsider Critics Corner (Theater Division)

A couple of Broadway lullabies:

* The revival of Garson Kanin’s Born Yesterday is a hoot, mostly thanks to Nina Arianda’s knockout turn as Billie Dawn, which rivals Judy Holliday’s performance in the original movie. Jim Belushi is also sharp as Harry Brock, although Robert Sean Leonard’s Paul Verrall is kinda, well, pale. Still, a strong production of a not-so-strong play.

* The Motherf**ker With The Hat, on the other hand, is a motherf**king killer play. Stephen Adly Guirgis’s writing is shiv-sharp, Bobby Cannavale’s lead performance surely deserves a Tony, Chris Rock is rock-solid, and Elizabeth Rodriguez is absolutely riveting. Go bleeping see it.

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What You Can’t See In The Big Town

The Missus and I caught last call at the Guggenheim Museum’s “The Great Upheaval: Modern Art From the Guggenheim Collection, 1910-1918.” (Sorry, no links or graphics – I’m iPadlocked.)

Some critics dismissed it as a mere basement-and-attic exhibit, but we thought it was pretty good. And we couldn’t help but notice that you couldn’t spit without hitting a manifesto from each -ism (Rayism, Suprematism, Orphism, Blue Riderism, and etc.).

So we decided to formulate the CARTON Manifesto (from CARroll/sutTON), whose main mission is to Create Inside The Box and eliminate video art altogether.

Call it Unreelism.

Details to come.

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More BCAE ‘Funny’ Business At The Boston Globe

From Tuesday’s Boston Globe Names column:

A ‘Funny’ thing happened at BCAE

Some of the biggest names from the most colorful section of the newspaper gathered at the Boston Center for Adult Education on Sunday for a reception for “One Fine Sunday in the Funny Pages,’’ which featured more than 130 comic strips published on the same day. VIPs at the event included “Red and Rover’’ creator Brian Basset, “Soup to Nutz’’ illustrator Rick Stromoski, “Kid City’’ comic Steve McGarry, and Jeff Keane, who works on the iconic comic strip “Family Circus’’ with his father, Bil Keane. The “Family Circus’’ character Jeffy is based on Jeff. One funnies fan, 17-year-old Jennifer Parisi of Boston, made rounds at the reception and asked every comic strip illustrator she could find to sign her arm. By the time we found her, she was up to 10.

Photo:

What Names didn’t know or didn’t care to note: Jennifer Parisi is the daughter of local comic-strip artist Mark Parisi, creator of the reliably offbeat Off the Mark.

This, er, marks the second time Parisi has been snubbed by the Globe, which excluded him (along with local artist and Get Fuzzy creator Darby Conley) from its review last Saturday of the BCAE exhibit. (To be fair, that might be because the exhibit itself snubbed them, as the hardworking staff wondered at the time. We can’t tell from the BCAE site.)

But this much is certain: Mark Parisi and Darby Conley are getting short shrift from BCAE and the Globe.

Hey! Short Shrift – good name for a comic strip?

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National Basketball Association (Accent On ‘Ass’)

The NBA Finals kicked off (or should that be “tipped off”?) Tuesday night, and the whole affair was more overblown than Snooki’s hairdo.

Start with the ridiculously melodramatic promos for the series, like this one:

Then there’s the amateur-hour Miami Heat PA announcer (example here, but – seriously -don’t waste your time):

And finally, Mark Jackson’s PREPOSTEROUS (good name for a rapper, yes?) commentary. Vintage sample:

Mix in the promo of LeBron James holding the championship trophy (Bad Luck, Will Robinson!!!), and you have a hypefest of epic proportions.

Just like the Miami Heat, come to think of it.

And we haven’t even gotten to Mark Cuban yet.

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