Confessions of a Hollywood ‘Nobody-‘ #MeToo

 

When I was 11, when I first told my parents I wanted to be an actor or a disc jockey (both of which I later became), I was told the entertainment industry was ‘off limits’ and to confine my career ambitions to the scholarly, economic, medical or legal professions. I was only a kid then, so I didn’t know what antisemitism was.

I ended up at Stanford on a volleyball scholarship, and met the late Bobby Frankel, a horse trainer so connected he got me an audition for a Coca Cola Commercial, which got me that coveted Screen Actor’s Guild Card.

At 19, I dropped out to conquer Hollywood. The first #metoo was a friend of my father, a ‘has been’ producer working on the MGM lot, which was known for Lorimar Studio’s Dallas and Knott’s Landing. He asked me out to lunch, which seemed innocent enough. He told me he’d made Angie Dickenson of “Police Woman” a star by putting her up in an apartment, paying for her acting lessons, etc., and that I should do the same. I was apalled, stood up from the table and fled.

I was doing TV commercials, but wanted to break into ‘theatrical.’ To do that, I needed a SAG franchised agent, so I sent out pictures to agents. This was in the early 80’s. There were less roles for women than there are now.

I got a phone call for a general interview with Billy something or other….I’ve forgotten his name, but he told me I had a pretty, heart-shaped mouth and it would look good wrapped around one of his friend’s c#@k. He wanted to take me to a party that night that he said was well attended by producers and directors. I realized he was a pimp more than an agent and filed a complaint with SAG, who never did anything about it.

A little later, some friends of mine set me up with a superagent from Creative Artist’s Agency, the agency who represents producers, directors, screenwriters, writers and actors. CAA ‘packages’ products and can often get a young actor in a project along with their A-listers. After dinner, this guy put the moves on me. I resisted and he started yelling at me for wasting his time. He told me I was stupid and this was how things got ‘done’ in Hollywood.

This happened quite a few more times before I finally surrendered my dream and moved away. During my years in LA, I managed to land 8 TV commercials and quite a bit of union voiceover work for video games, but could never ‘crack’ TV and Film.

Now I know why. Harvey Weinstein was right.

#metoo

Deplaned for ‘whatever’ reason story got picked up Psych Central

 

I wonder if this link is live. I wonder if I am alive. Today I worked tons of hours on my book. Then, by accident, I stumbled upon someone listed in someone else’s book that I was looking for. It has to do with this organization, similar to “Dr’s Without Borders,” but the hinterlands these Americans go into are the Appalachians.  They provide free medical to the people who can’t afford it, which is pretty much everyone. I just hope they don’t get detained at the airport. The way it’s going, it could happen to anyone, anytime.

https://psychcentral.com/blog/archives/2017/08/13/bipolar-woman-targeted-flagged-dragged-and-deplaned/

 

 

Late Paramount Studios Chief Bipolar and Dialectical as Hell (DBT)

 

Charles Bludhorn. Crazy as a fox. Bipolar..they say. They called him ‘The Mad Austrian.’ He knew alot, but he knew what he didn’t know, and so he delegated the role of “Head of Production” to a failed actor named Robert Evans.

He told Robert, “Make movies that people want to see. None of that Fancy Schmhancy stuff.”

The studio was on the brink of collapse in the late sixties. Evans lined up ‘Love Story’  ‘The Godfather’ and ‘Chinatown’ in short order and saved the studio.

For all his delegation, Bludhorn died the death of a control freak. A Heart Attack at 56, while on a jet bound from New York to Los Angeles.

Dialectic. Opposites. Smart and Stupid. Sane and Crazy. Level Headed one moment, screaming the next. Robert Evans married Ali McGraw and the rest was Hollywood History.

From your “Tale of Two Hollywoods” pal in Hollywood, Florida…It’s Allison Strong. Back Atcha.

 

Rock & Roll, Hollywood Example of Dialectical, David Geffen of Geffen records and SKG fame

These are shots of David Geffen in the 70’s. Another college dropout like me who did not start a tech startup. Ok then!

David Geffen was and still is so Dialectical. Both are true. He was in love with Cher…until he fell in love with a man. and he’s ok with that. So it everyone else. He’s rich but knows how to appeal to the masses. He’s selling off all his properties as if it’s the last day on earth. He goes up to that Summit in Sun Valley Idaho (where I got my start in radio)…on his jet but wears the most casual clothes amidst moguls like Murdoch and Sons.

I know alot about his career in music because I used to be married to a Geffen Records promo guy. His ‘Asylum’ label was sold to Warner..with acts like The Eagles, Linda Ronstadt, Joni Mitchell…he understood folk poetry and that trend of Southern Rock exemplified by Lynyrd Skynyrd and America. Then he starts Geffen Records, signs Aerosmith, who were addled up and thought of as ‘Over the Hill’ and ‘Over,’ but they weren’t.

 

So that he didn’t look mainstream, he founded a boutique ‘imprint’..This is just like the big publishing houses do….to look like they have indie cred or are somehow on the fringes.

The Imprint was called DGC, for David Geffen Company. The signed a young act from Seattle Indie label Subpop Records called Nirvana, got uberproducer Butch Vig (Smashing Pumpkins) to produce it and the rest, as they say, was history. He sold Geffen and DGC to Universal Entertainment.

Just like publishing….there are only a few major players and they hold all the cards…only under different names.

Diamanda Galas is back!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

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She’s incredible. Musically  She’s always has gone where no one has before. It’s said she can hold more than one note at a time. Even Henry Rollins, Spoken World  poet, punker, singer says “There is no One like Diamanda Galas Out there ever.” She gasps, spits, croons, screeches all in song. She’s classically trained, Egyptian Greek Background and raised in San Diego, which shocked me. So tame!!!!!!!!!!!

She’s been composing in solitude in Poland and soon to play her new piece, ‘Das Fieberspital’ at St Thomas Apostle Church in Harlem. She’s also played with John Paul Jones at the Lincoln Center.

Classically trained music aficionados estimate her vocal range between three and a half to six octaves. She can hold a note four minutes at a time.  She’s been very involved in activisim both for Aids and feminism, women’s rights. Her music is NOT commercial at all. But I worked for a guy who championed the different, the ‘pleasantly annoying’ as he calls it on his new music internet show/podcast, “The Lopsided World of L.” Jonathan L. How proud I am to say that Jonathan hired me and worked with me twice.

When in Salt Lake City, my alternative station went belly up and stopped making payroll. I quit and filed for unemployment. They fought me. I won. Of all the people I had sent my tape and resume out too, Jonathan was the most diffident, seemed the least interested. So when I got the call, moping around my house wondering what I was going to do next (alternative radio disc jockey radio jobs don’t grow on trees-many work for free)….and I threw all I had in a Uhaul and drove from Utah to Phoenix Arizona where I would stay and work for the next four years…also writing a weekly column for the Arizona Republic, occasional one offs for Melody Maker and Hits Magazine.

Diamanda came to town and we were the presenting station and got to go backstage and meet her. The fact that she’s still around and performing is what dazzles me.

I wrote a promo in memory of babykat for my blog what do u think?

 

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Allison Strong’s a stray kitten…

She won’t leave if there’s food. Clicks are her catnip. Can you throw some wrist action before her fifteen minutes of fame are up? She won’t stop meowing. The link to her story…on bphope.com blog)

http://www.bphope.com/blog/miracle-bipolar-cure-whats-yours/

Gist…being completely unheard by a therapist… in hindsight hilarious

Dedicated to deaf therapists everywhere heheh

 

Allison Strong is a former alternative disc jockey and music journalist who lives in Hollywood, Florida and hopes for a couple of clicks outside of her zipcode. We found her in a feral writer’s community.. begging for replies to her wordpress blogs from, “Bipolar Strength: Rebel With A Cause” bipolarbrainiac.wordpress.com. Believe her when she tells you she’ll hunt you down and return the favor. #bipolarstrong #allisonstrong #bipolarlivesmatter #aopinionatedman

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