Lil’ Thrasher

August 23, 2010 by  
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By: Jillian Lauren

T-Bone partied all day at the video shoot for the new Weezer single “Memories.” The band shot it at the Pink Motel with the Jackass Crew as well as a bunch of pro skaters and BMX guys. T thought the skaters were rad and the feeling was mutual. I had to stop him repeatedly from attempting to hop on a skateboard and drop into the pool. It’s an awesome song and if the vibe on set was any indicator, this video is going to be a cult sensation.

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As Promised…

By: Jillian Lauren

…here is a picture of Scott onstage in his kilt. The new fashion statement came about after he played Bonnaroo and it was about eighteen million degrees in the shade. He was complaining that it was too hot to wear pants but he didn’t like wearing shorts onstage. My suggestion for the rest of the blistering hot summer festival shows was to get a kilt. He didn’t feel comfortable sporting traditional tartan so we found an army green uber-tough kilt and it’s been a smash hit. Even Fergie complemented him on it. And really, what man wouldn’t wear a skirt if he knew it was going to merit some flattery from Fergie?

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Trains, Planes And Grocery Shopping

July 18, 2010 by  
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By: Jillian Lauren

Tariku, Jen (babysitter extraordinaire) and I boarded a plane to NY just as the second half of the World Cup was starting. People were gathered six deep around the TV screens at the airport bars. I enjoy the energy of events that draw people together in odd places, but I’m a terrifically fickle sports fan. I was routing for The Netherlands because they’re flying me out to do press for Some Girls in a few weeks, whereas Spain hasn’t even bought the rights yet. We found out the outcome when we approached the Queens-Midtown Tunnel and saw the Empire State Building lit red and yellow.

T and I aren’t going along for the whole tour this summer because it was too impractical, but we decided to rendezvous with Scott in NY for a week. When we got to the hotel, Tariku was so excited that we didn’t get to sleep until 3:15PM. Scott arrived from Canedaigua a couple of hours later.

In spite of being exhausted, the NY mojo inspired us to go on an adventure the next morning. We took Tariku on his first subway ride up to the Intrepid museum, which is based on a WW2 aircraft carrier. I haven’t been there since I was a little girl and it was fascinating. I’m hardly one for glorifying militarism, but it’s difficult to stand on the deck of the Intrepid and not marvel.

So, in essence, we took a CHOO CHOO (all-caps indicates Tariku screaming at the top of his lungs) to a huge BOAT with AIRPLANES all over it. What?!?!? Tariku will never forgive me for taking him back to L.A. That is, until he gets back to the BEACH.

Then Scott put T down for his nap while I took a much needed break by reading in the tub. I didn’t bother with the water part, as I had already taken a shower. I just lay down in the dry tub and finished my book while occasionally looking out the window over the downtown rooftops. I steal my reading moments however I can get em.

Jen took T while we had a romantic dinner and grocery shopping date and if you think I’m being sarcastic, I’m not. Whole Foods in Soho is actually an excellent date spot if you like people watching and pricey chocolate, which is kind of my equivalent of CHOO CHOOS and AIRPLANES.

I was bummed that we missed Weezer playing on the Jumbotron in Times Square today, but we settled for the Electric Mayhem (The Muppets band) on my laptop instead, as this it what it looked like outside:

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What’s It Like To Be You?

April 7, 2010 by  
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By: Jillian Lauren

Scott and I went to see Paul McCartney at The Hollywood Bowl on Wednesday night. Here’s a picture of us with our dear friend Brian Ray, Paul’s shredding guitar player.

I’ve seen Paul a few times now, but The Hollywood Bowl always infuses an evening with a little extra starry-night mojo and “The Long and Winding Road” brought a tear to the eye of this hard-hearted old alley cat.

Every time I see Paul take the stage, something catches in my chest. Frankly, I’m not the massive Paul McCartney fan that my bass playing hubby is. Still, I’d really like to sit down with Paul and ask him- What was it like to be at the epicenter of a cultural tectonic shift? What did it feel like to change the world?

I’m sure no one ever asked him that question before.

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Cleveland Rocks

February 17, 2010 by  
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By: Jillian Lauren

Chronicles of the Weezer Tour 2009

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We had a couple of unplanned days off in Cleveland and spent one of them at the Rock and Roll Hall of Fame with Grandma and Grandpa, who drove in from Toledo. It was more interesting than I expected. I wanted to take every fabulous costume home with me. Tariku was running around and dancing to the music and having a grand ole time, but he was making the security guards a little bit nervous and a few started following us from room to room.

Their vigilance was justified. Tariku turned suddenly, ran under the ropes and made a wild attempt to play John Lennon’s piano. I (with admitted reluctance) pried his little fingers off the ivories while Scott explained to the security guards that we’d leave peacefully and there was no need to 86 us.

Yes, we got kicked out of the Rock and Roll Hall of Fame. But not before we took this picture with the Weezer W.

I told Tariku we’d be back and they’d be begging him to play that piano.

Just you wait.

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Jillian Lauren

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Some Girls Book Trailer

February 15, 2010 by  
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By: Jillian Lauren

My soul sister Renee Reeser Zelnick designed this beautiful trailer for my memoir. At first she turned me down, but then she was shopping in Target and the gods hit her in the head with this idea, fully formed. She’s a gal who not only lives amongst the Amish, but is also pursuing a masters in Consciousness Studies and Transpersonal Psychology (she’s pretty much got all her bases covered), so when the gods announce themselves, she tends to pay attention. Aren’t I lucky to have such a talented friend, who also happens to be tuned in to the universe’s inspiration channel?

And speaking of calling in favors, a certain handsome bass player I know did the music.

I’m excited about it. Take a gander and let me know what you think.

Jillian Lauren

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Tour Day 11: Saratoga Springs

February 10, 2010 by  
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By: Jillian Lauren

Chronicles of 2009 Weezer Tour

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Woke bleary and disoriented on a bus parked in Saratoga Spa State Park. T is teething again and, in spite of my efforts to keep him on rock time, he woke at 7. We took a family walk around the golf course and then had our first experience of getting the baby showered and dressed at the venue. Before I left for tour, I coincidentally read and loved Water for Elephants, which is set in a depression-era circus. I’m a sucker for anything circus, so I romanticize the whole “went to bed in Minneapolis, woke up in PA” aspect of touring. I imagine us a little circus family, and it makes an adventure out of holding the baby aloft under the shower so we don’t have to actually set him down on the shower floor, only to have him rolling around naked in dressing room dust piles five minutes later. So what if he’s a little dust mop. That’s show biz.

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We took the trolley into town and cruised around all the preppy shops featuring high-drama hats for attending the races. You have to love that there’s place that women still wear elaborate hats. But can I please say that preppies make crappy paninis?

The big news of the night was that Travis left to attend DJ AM’s funeral, and he won’t fly (can you blame the guy?) so he’s going to be gone for a few days. A few show days. Including Saratoga Springs. True to the circus theme, the guys decided that the show must go on. So Weezer headlined the show and even though they offered people their money back, nearly everyone stayed. Weezer added four songs to their set and they killed it.

The Cleveland and St. Louis shows are canceled, so now we’ve got a few days off in Scott’s home state.

Jillian Lauren

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Oh, The Glamour

January 7, 2010 by  
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By: Jillian Lauren

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Scott returned yesterday from Korea and Japan. Karl Koch, webmaster extraordinaire, sent me this photo of Scott playing the FujiRock Festival.

This past week has been a superultramega dose of what it means to be a working rock mom. A week before my big deadline, Scott went out of town, T-Bone staged a sleep boycott and I got a three-day-long migraine. At 9:30pm on Friday night, T threw his empty bottle at me in bed. It bonked me on the nose and I lost it. Lost it. I brought him downstairs and let him run around in a victory I-win-I-win-I-get-to-stay-up dance while I sobbed on the couch. I called my guardian-angel neighbor Cynthia, who came over and sat with us until I calmed down. I figure that in cases when I become the bad mom in the after-school special (i.e. when I dump the entire bag of corn chips out on T’s high chair tray), at least I have excellent reinforcements. Thank Goddess for good neighbors and great nanny/aunties and organic dark chocolate with cherries in it.

It wasn’t all bad. We still had our daily dance party. We like to tango to Lady Gaga. Check out that form.

You can also see on my right forearm my new Jill Jordan tattoo in honor of my little Pisces Tariku – two coy fish with their tails intertwined. The tattoo was inspired by the story of Aphrodite and Eros fleeing from the giant Typhoeus. They turned themselves into fish and dove into the Euphrates to escape the monster, but they tied their tails together so they would never be separated. Later, Minerva told their story in the stars by creating the Pisces constellation.

tango

Jillian Lauren

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Rock-a-Bye Baby

November 11, 2009 by  
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By: Jillian Lauren

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Tariku went to his first Weezer show on Saturday. At first he gave me a hard time about wearing his rock baby ear protection, but he relented after I patiently explained to him that Apple and Moses and all the really cool rock progeny happily wear their headphones. He clapped; he danced; he waved at Daddy a few times. Then he fell asleep in his carrier amidst the noise and the lights and the screaming crowd, proving once again that he is the baddest baby of them all.

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Shock Rock

October 17, 2009 by  
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home1By: Jillian Lauren

Wow. I barely remember our first week home, with the exception of a conversation with T that went something like- sorry, kid, I didn’t mean to ruin your life and mine by bringing you here…I thought it was the right move.
We were all jet lagged and immediately came down with some terrible sickness. Just short of a week after touch down, Scott went back into the studio to finish the next Weezer album, so I found myself a full-time mom with the flu. At one point, T was screaming and I was crying and holding him and trying to look up how to take his temperature. I felt like such a cliche- the haggard mom with throw-up in her hair shooting resentful looks at Dad when he walks in the door from work.
When we all started to relax and get more sleep, things like folding the stroller seemed less insurmountable and we were able to spend some fun time hanging out and getting to know each other. It’s a unique thing- to be a new mother to an eleven-month-old. I found myself feeling pressure to be as acclimated to motherhood as the rest of the moms around me with kids of a similar age to T. I didn’t always feel like explaining to people that on the one hand this gorgeous little boy was my son and on the other hand I had just met him two weeks before. If spiritual practice dictates that you be as present in the moment as possible, then the first two weeks of motherhood were the most spiritual of my life. I was in absolute survival mode and doing simply what was in front of me. It was when it got a bit easier that my mind was racing with a thousand other anxieties again.
One thing I learned about T almost immediately- he wants music and music and more music. He came to the right joint.

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