Growing up I kept a journal. So far as I can tell this activity served no other function than to sprinkle my remaining lot of possessions in my parents’ basement with a few leather-bound afikomen to be unearthed at a later date, thematically teenaged missives which would afford me little more than the opportunity to feel alienated from the person I once was.
Curiosity sent me delving into the archives of this blog last night and I felt the slightest pang of that same horror of self encountering self. And while the me of last year may not be the stranger who faithfully and so very self-importantly catalogued his teen angst in the late nineties, it nonetheless strikes me how quickly we can become unrecognizable, even—and especially—to ourselves.
It breaks my heart to inform you all that Charlie Cooper, my better half in Telefon Tel Aviv, passed away on January 22nd.
We have been friends since high school, and began making records together a decade ago. We have been so fortunate to tour the world together, while at the same time having a massive amount of laughs at one another’s expense.
Aside from Charlie’s singular genius and musical gifts, I can tell you that he was a total sweetheart of a guy, and a loving friend and confidant to people everywhere. His musicianship was surpassed only by his greater gift to the world - his warmth, his generosity, his unquenchable humor, and his undying loyalty to those whom he loved. In the spirit of honorable mention, however, I should mention that he had a shoe collection that was marvelous, knowledge of hip-hop that was profound, and knowledge of wine that was subtle.
He is survived by a sister, a neice, a nephew, his mother, his stepfather, me, and more adoring friends than the Universe has dark matter. As such, his family and I ask for your discretion and consideration of our privacy during these extremely turbulent waters.
Following in the footsteps of Donald Trump, Lawrence Taylor, Mike Tyson, Floyd Mayweather, Mr. T and Pete Rose, Rourke will join the long list of celebrities who have stepped into the ring at the “Grandaddy of ‘Em All.” Jericho, given his Hollywood persona, is the perfect heel to counter Rourke. I’m not sure if it will be an actual singles match between the two, but the storyline should be a lot of fun.
LOS ANGELES - Mickey Rourke has received critical acclaim for his comeback role in “The Wrestler,” where he plays a former pro wrestling legend who falls on hard times.
And on the red carpet at the 15th Annual SAG Awards on Sunday night in Hollywood, the actor revealed he’s about to get in the ring in real life.
Rourke will be participating in WWE’s “Wrestlemania 25” in Houston on April 5.
“The boys from the WWE called me and asked me to do it,” Rourke told Access Hollywood. “I said, ‘I want to.’ I’m talking with [WWE legend] Rowdy Roddy Piper about it.”
In fact, Rourke, whose role in “The Wrestler” earned him a SAG nomination for Best Actor (as well as an Academy Award nomination and a win at the Golden Globes earlier this month), said the professional wrestling industry has been extremely supportive of his portrayal of the sport.
“The nicest thing has been the whole wrestling community embracing us,” Rourke said on the red carpet. “The movie was about their world.”
And when he does jump into the ring with WWE, it appears the actor may already have his sights set on an opponent.
“Chris Jericho, you better get in shape,” Rourke added. “Because I’m coming after your a**.”