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Talent graduates under beautiful sky at academy By Susan Nunn, Staff Reporter One might have thought there were sprites in the forest on the beautiful spring day that presented itself for the graduates of Idyllwild Arts Academy on Saturday. ........................ To be sure she wouldn't stumble, one young lady was walked gingerly through the graduation ceremony and luncheon afterward leaning slightly on the arms of her friends. Amanda Lee Aday had been seriously injured Wednesday evening in a fall caused by a dislodged boulder during a hike with friends in woods on the campus grounds. The search and rescue team had difficulty reaching her, and it was a challenge to carry her out of the rugged grotto on a backboard. Amanda was transported by ambulance to Desert Regional Medical Center in Palm Springs after the several-hour ordeal. She has been released with a good prognosis for full recovery, but will need plastic surgery for severe soft tissue damage. She arrived at the graduation with bandages on her face and shoulder, but was in great spirits. Amanda's parents were grateful for local efforts to help their daughter until they could arrive. Her mother, Leslie Aday, was at the family home in Los Angeles, while her father, rock-and-roll singer and actor, Meatloaf, was recording in London at the time of the accident. Amanda won't be licking her wounds for long; she does not expect her injuries to delay her entrance into the California Institute of the Arts in the fall. |
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March 12 98 Persecution takes the stage at Idyllwild Arts By Jack Clark, Special Correspondent If you have not yet experienced the theatrical productions of Idyllwild Arts, imagine no resemblance to your own high school plays, for none there will be. Once again, the Idyllwild Arts Academy Department of Theatre Arts established that its offerings are thoroughly professional. The playbill listed the age of each performer, but not so the packed audience might show mercy. Rather, so it could marvel. Last Friday and Saturday nights, and again Sunday aftertoon, director Matthew Zettell wove a perfectly-casted company into a seamless performance, producing a well-paced, high-energy production that electrified from beginning to end. The acting was matched by an imposing set built on a raked stage, by creative lighting, by transparent sound, by impressively choreographed stage management and by superb costume design that secured the actors' credibilities. The play was Arthur Miller's 1953 drama "The Crucible," set in late-17th century Massachusetts where superstition overran Christianity and separation of church and state was not yet existent. In Miller's version of the trial, the only law book was the Bible. ..................... Riveting performances were advanced by Crystal Robison as Betty Paris, Jackie Schmillen as the gypsy Tituba, Lauren Brenner as Mary Warren, Timothy Owen as Giles Corey, Amanda Kemp as Rebecca Nurse and Amanda Aday as Mrs. Ann Putnam. |
From: The London Evening Standard 2/12/99 by Tim Cooper He was the larger-than-life rocker who cultivated the image of the ultimate hell-raiser, making it easy to believe that Meat Loaf lives the sex-and-drugs and rock-and-roll lifestyle for real. However, Meat Loaf today is not the same man whose legendary live shows made him one of the wildest men in rock and - soon after the monumental success of Bat out of Hell - a gibbering wreck, prompting stories of alcoholism, depression and attempted suicide. The man who presents himself at a Kensington hotel, wrapped up sensibly against the cold in a black woolly overcoat and matching scarf, cuts an altogether different figure. After eight years as a vegetarian, he is more of a nut loaf. The first thing you notice is his size. But not in the way you imagined. He is a tall man but, like most celebrities, not as tall as you thought. And he is a big man, but nowhere near as big as you expected. Thanks to a stringent diet, an abhorrence of eating in restaurants and a new regime that appears to involve eating nothing at all, he has slimmed down from a bloated 25 stone to a slim(mish)line 18 stone. He neither drinks nor smokes, (we have to assume that narcotics are off the menu too), consumes about 20 cups of coffee a day, and has a wintry pallor that is odd in a man who lives in sunny California until you realize that he hardly ever goes outdoors. His mane of wild hair has been replaced by a neat crop with hints of grey at the temples. He also has a pronounced limp, following surgery on his knee last month. He is also surprisingly ill informed about today's pop stars which may be due to his disdain for music, radio and television, as well as his preference for being regarded as an actor, rather than a musician. He spends our day together under-going a bout of radio interviews to promote his new single. It's called "Is Nothing Sacred" and it sees him reunited with his old "Bat Out Of Hell" collaborator Jim Steinman. It's a day full of surprises. On the way to his first interview at BBC Television Centre, we learn that he is that rarest of things: an American who likes cricket. It turns out to be a legacy from the year he spent living in St John's Wood, making occasional forays to nearby Lord's. As we are driving, England are once again plucking defeat from the jaws of victory against Australia and he takes a keen interest in the number of runs required, the number of wickets in hand, the number of overs remaining. It is only when he is on air with Nicky Campbell at Radio 5 Live that he spoils it by trying to work a few laborious puns involving bats out of hell. It seems that Meat (as he has been addressed since he was a child) knows more about cricket than pop. He has no idea who his fellow guest (and fellow singer) Tony Christie is. At Capital Radio, he turns out to be big chums with DJ Neil Fox, who has interviewed him several times before, but he does not seem to have heard of Puff Daddy and wants to know why there is a gold disc on the wall entitled Tribute to the Notorious B.I.G. Put him anywhere near a micro-phone, however, and he is the consummate professional. At a sound studio to record a Radio 2 interview about his time in "The Rocky Horror Show", he grumbles, with justification, at being faced with two flights of stairs: "What do you do if someone is in a wheelchair? You'd never get away with this in America." Once in the studio, however, he reels off anecdotes until the tape runs out. The interviewer never even gets to ask a question. Later on, talking to Sir David Frost for a BA in-flight radio programme, he interjects swiftly when asked if he was very small when his mother died. "I was never very small," he roars. Afterwards, they exchange so many mutual congratulations about each other's work that we wonder if they will ever be parted. But parted they will be, for Meat has more interviews to give, more pleasantries to exchange, more coffee ("black ... with milk") to drink. And, during a half-hour break late in the day when it is already dark, two crackers to eat. © Associated Newspapers Ltd., 12 February 1999 |










