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Greg+Studio=Interview: Martin Lastrapes

Greg+Studio=Interview: Martin Lastrapes

I can't begin to tell you how proud I am of my brother, Martin, for completing his first novel, the simultaneously chilling and touching Inside the Outside. The reason I can't begin to tell you is that I can't get a word in edgewise, what with his constant stream of shameless self-promotion.

We get it, Martin. You have a brand new web page, martinlastrapes.com. You have a Facebook fan page. You've published a Kaczynski-esque manifesto outlining your reasons for self-publishing. Next week you're embarking on a 6-stop blog tour, whatever the hell that even means. You even have an IMdB profile. Good lord, someone is a billboard and pink Corvette away from becoming Angelyne. And that someone's name rhymes with fartin'.

Imagine my surprise when Martin showed up unannounced in my studio, dressed like he'd just come from a Men In Black 4 audition, muttering something about interviewing him for my blog. Well, there's no need to imagine my surprise, since I happened to be rolling tape at the time. Below, please find an MP3 of my interview with The Novelist, Martin Lastrapes. Listen to it. Then buy his book. He won't shut up until you do.

 
 

Greg+Playboy=Jesse

Greg+Playboy=Jesse

If you haven't had the pleasure of seeing Jesse Meriwether in action, you simply haven't experienced pleasure. I don't mean that in a porn-y way. She just happens to be one of the funniest actresses around. I meant THAT in a porn-y way. You go ahead and check out more videos on her YouTube channel, I'll just keep typing.

She just so happens to come down to the studio tonight, when I've got a blog post I need to write. Which is great, except I have no idea what I'm gonna write about. I certainly wasn't going to ask my dumb brother Martin to guest blog for me again. So, what? More jingles? More passive-aggressive plugs for my new short film, Misplaced (in which Jesse makes a voiceover appearance, delivering possibly the most controversial line in the movie)? No! My readers deserve better than that. This week, anyway.

Brainstorming commenced.

I decided that we should all get to know Jesse better. And what better way to become acquainted than to have her randomly pick an issue from my substantial (but hardly comprehensive) collection of Playboy magazines and ask her the questions from the 20Q section? She picked October 2005 (Playmate: Amanda Page), which meant that I would be posing questions originally intended for Ozzy Osbourne. Here is that interview: