Hey, People!
It should all be over by the time you read this. The mourning for the 75 minutes that will be the special airing on Netflix starting March 10th will commence. It will exist in the form of the special but probably not performed as one piece ever again after last night.
And what a way to go out. The last leg of the Hey, There’s More Tour was eventful and fun and pretty unhealthy, really, food-wise. Somehow, I got it into my head that I would just have a fuck it all attitude and fatten up a bit for GLOW. Sam was a little too thin last season. I didn’t mean to do that. This season he’ll be a little meatier.
Delray and I had a blast eating, doing comedy and driving down I-95. We started in Portland, ME. We had a full day there so I got up early and went to a joint called Tandem and ate an amazing biscuit slathered in butter and jam with some pretty perfect light roast coffee. For lunch we were planning on going to Eventide Oyster Co. I wanted a Brown Butter Lobster Roll, whatever the fuck that was. When we got there we thought the place next door looked more amazing, The Honey Paw. It was one of the best meals we’ve had. Asian, interesting. It turns out the same people own all three restaurants in the building and they actually share a kitchen. One of the owners came out and told us this and I asked him to hook me up with a lobster roll and he did it. Beautiful. Best one I’ve had. We had dinner at Scales which was another insanely good meal. Fish Stew.
The show in Portland that night was great. Nice crowd. I did a good mix of new and old stuff.
On the drive from Portland to Providence we stopped at Empire Guitars where I started a relationship with a 1960 Les Paul Jr DC. I don’t own any vintage electric guitars. I have never bought a vintage electric guitar. I can now say I have. It’s an amazing instrument that just spoke to me. It’s being shipped to my house as I write this. I hope we still feel the same about each other when it moves in.
The show at the Columbus Theatre in Providence was beautiful. Two hours of stuff. Some reflections about performing in Rhode Island at the start of my career and learning certain lessons. I did not get my car back. The one that was stolen in Providence in the late '80s is still gone.
Ate late night Italian in Providence. It was awesome. I never eat Italian. On the East Coast though you can go into almost any Italian place and it will be at the very least pretty good. It’s where it comes from. Italians.
New Haven was crazy. A fan of mine name Dean Falcone and his wife Shellye hooked us all up at Sally’s Apizza and it was so good it was stupid. He had made a doc about the pizza in New Haven which is its own thing for sure. We had plain Italian tomato, white potato, sausage and hot pepper, and clam and bacon pies. Insane and amazing. Then we went to Lucibello's and I had a sfogliatelle and honestly it was the best I ever had.
Great show at the College Street theater in New Haven followed by two cheeseburgers at Louis’ Lunch. Supposedly where hamburgers were invented. Weird old vertical gas grill machines from the 1800s are used to make them. No condiments available. Just white bread, tomato and onion or straight up. Good meat.
I’m sitting in a cheesy suite in a hotel on Long Island writing this. We just ate at Mamoun’s Falafel and it was amazing. The original one is next to the Comedy Cellar so I feel like a grew up eating it. So good. Doing the last of the shows tonight. Great run.
Today I talk to Juliette Lewis and she is an amazing, singular talent. Loved talking to her. On Thursday I talk to Carol Kane about making movies in the '70s among other things. Great talks.
Enjoy!
Love,
Maron