Wednesday, December 5, 2012

face the music

Every New Yorker has a Donald-Trump-is-a-jerk story and I have mine, too. This week the New York Times reported just the latest.

He spoke so disgustingly of a modest Scottish farmer the Scots voted down his golf course that was to spoil spectacular Scotland landscape. No surprise there.

But here’s mine.

It was the Summer of 1997 and Babyface, Eric Clapton and Stevie Wonder were doing an MTV unplugged concert that was recorded for an album.

To say that concert was amazing kinda understates the case. 

But here’s where Trump comes in. 

As hard as this may be to believe, shouting broke out on the mezz during recording and we all craned our necks to see what the hell was going on up there.

“You can’t go in there now!” we heard somebody whisper, then “GET THE HELL OUT OF MY WAY!” boomed the Donald’s famous voice over the crowd.

“What the..???” shouted the director, “Cut! CUT!! 

The music ground to a halt and the hall went silent. Trump fluffed his jacket and sat down. He had just ruined a take, and it had to be done all over again.

Babyface, Eric Clapton and Stevie fucking Wonder.

The director reeled it back and asked the audience to applaud while the sound guy monitored levels, and at just the right moment he gave the signal and the show started up again. Later in the cutting room they spliced on the applause and no one knew the difference.

But there ya go. The famous face of NYC.

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