And You Thought Hannah Montana was a Hot Ticket

Ladies and germs- the zeitgeist of Joe Iconis has reached a fever pitch. After selling out a four-show run, he had to add a midnight show on Sat, to meet fan demand. Like he is Miley Cyrus.It appears there are two Joes. First, there is the Joe Iconis with whom I share the more-than-occasional drink. The Joe Iconis who loves my parents' dog.The Joe Iconis who communicates almost exclusively via text message. Our friend Joe. And then there is JOE ICONIS-winner of awards, singer of songs, pied-piper of musical theatre- leading a band of teenage white girls 'round the interwebs. I mean, we have always loved Joe. Now we have to share him. With five sold out shows worth of people. It's fantastic! I mean, the breadth of his wikipedia article alone is rather impressive. But then you add in the reviews. And the Youtube videos. And the girl who almost pushed me down the stairs of the theatre last night screaming "I WAS IN LINE TO SEE JOE BEFORE YOU!!!" It's crazy like a fox. I said to Kevin that I think we are fast becoming"The Liv Tyler to his Christina Applegate's ex-husband". It's not that we haven't seen this coming since, oh 1989. Maybe it's because I was out of town for years, who knows. It's just that last night, it was right in front of me. And it's a delight.

Joe-verheard In New York...

Dunkin' Donuts throughout the city can be locales full of magic, deliciousness, and occasionally great humor. That's what Joe- longtime friends of this blog and roving reporter on the coffee/whiskey beat- discovered while in a Manhattan Dunkin' Donuts this weekend.

Joe's report:

A VERY THIN MAN, to his very thin man friend: "I mean I thought James was gonna Pass Out. I mean, he couldn't even sit up straight in one of those fabulously upholstered high-back chairs."

Wait, and now: "I know NOTHING about him. All I know is, he did a bump of coke and a swallow of Bailey's and helped me buy tickets to the Flamenco Festival."

Happy Pride, everyone.

xoxo KEVIN.

PS- Speaking of Pride, the True Colors Tour is happening tonight. TONIGHT!! I may pee myself. A full report will come tomorrow.

Sounds like someone has a case of The Mondays...

For everyone else out there who is already knee-deep in TPS reports...
(seriously, how is it only Monday?)
Iconis Brothers + Camera =



And this is here, just because it ALWAYS makes me laugh. By the way, did anyone see "Blades of Glory"? was it good?

Who needs sleep?

So. Last night here on Maryland Ave, circa 2am; a car alarm went off. It did not stop honking and screeching until somewhere around 5am, when I can only assume the car's battery died. This led to me turning on a fan, putting a pillow over my head, playing tetris for an hour, and eventually, somehow; passing out. During the two hours that I actually was able to drift off into dreamland; this is what my brain comes up with:
Joe and Mike and I are in some sort of tunnel. We are running away from something; unclear what. Mike and I want to give up; and Joe is trying to convince us that help and/or a stiff drink is just around the corner. We are all very scared in the tunnel; which has now turned into some sort of Labyrinth. Hope is lost. and then, someone shows us the way out. Who, you might ask? Who rescued the three of you from the maze? Was it Kevin? Was it Barack Obama?
No. No, it wasn't either of them. It was....
FIGMENT.