{"id":271,"date":"2009-05-29T09:21:38","date_gmt":"2009-05-29T09:21:38","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.artsjournal.com\/lifesapitch\/wp\/?p=271"},"modified":"2009-05-29T09:21:38","modified_gmt":"2009-05-29T09:21:38","slug":"seeing_you_in_summer_i_never_w","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.artsjournal.com\/lifesapitch\/2009\/05\/seeing_you_in_summer_i_never_w\/","title":{"rendered":"Seeing you in summer, I never would go"},"content":{"rendered":"

Did you like the Publicist Parade? I learned many things, and here are two of them: 1. I send out press releases way too late and 2. I miss blogging when I don’t get to do it. Decide for yourselves whether or not those two points are at all related. <\/p>\n

Here’s what I didn’t write about but wanted to this week:<\/p>\n

Is this black thing New York City Opera<\/a>‘s new logo<\/i> or is it just an image<\/i> for the upcoming season?<\/p>\n

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\"CityOperaURL.jpg\"<\/span>Because…<\/a><\/p>\n

\"Black-Spot.jpg\"<\/span>And I mean…<\/a><\/p>\n

\"Black-Hole.jpg\"<\/span>I also thought a lot about anticipation this week, which perhaps I will flesh out at a later point. I finally watched the Lost <\/i>season finale, and when the episode ended (what the what<\/i>?) and the screen flashed to Lost<\/i>, the Final Season, or whatever…2010<\/b>, my sister and I looked at each other with bulged eyes (hers more so, because they’re simply bigger) and said as one, “2010!!!”. I also spent the better part of one morning this week watching and forwarding along this trailer<\/a>:<\/p>\n

…only to learn the movie wasn’t coming out until Thanksgiving. Similarly, the new TV show Glee<\/i> (I don’t get out much) had its first episode a week or so back, but won’t resume again until the fall. So my question is, anticipation, anticipation (c.f. Carly Simon): how do marketers determine what constitutes waiting too long for current audiences? When do we just forget the Nine <\/i>movie is coming out, or that we love Lost, <\/i>and when do we sustain excitement for months and start red X-ing out calendar dates? Where’s the line, and do arts presenters know how to draw it for themselves?<\/p>\n

The third thing I would have written about this week is the HBO series True Blood. <\/i>I’d be lying if I said I didn’t slap it on the Netflix queue after seeing a few interviews that included the question, “Do you think there’s too much sex in the show?” (I’ll be the judge of that, thank you), and the ads all over town:<\/object>\"TrueBlood.jpg\"<\/span>Advertising does, in fact, work. Also, a guy at a meeting last week told me I looked like Anna Paquin; that’s not even close to true, but it did get True Blood<\/i> in my head. <\/p>\n

So, I put the series on my Netflix queue, only to see in the description that there’s a PUBLICITY angle!<\/p>\n

True Blood – Mind-reading Louisiana waitress Sookie Stackhouse’s (Anna Paquin, in a Golden Globe-winning role) life gets complicated when she falls for vampire Bill Compton (Stephen Moyer) in a world where vampires live openly and drink synthetic blood. Trying to improve their image and legitimize their finances, the out-of-the-coffin bloodsuckers hire PR firms<\/b> and contribute to influential Republican politicians. Alan Ball (“Six Feet Under”) helms the HBO series.<\/p><\/blockquote>\n

Well that’s certainly exciting. Vampires, Life Complications and Public Relations: my ears are burning.  I’ll report back after I power through the discs this weekend. Bang on a Vampire Marathon. <\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

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