
Through
the Eyes of a “Virgin” (GH Kick-Off Party/Luncheon, that is!)
Although this
was my third cross-country trek for GHFCW, it was my first time attending both
the Kick-Off party and Saturday’s main event, The GH Luncheon. In the past I
conscientiously skipped the lunch due to the advice of friends who had attended
in year’s past.
“It’s so
crowded!”
“It’s too
hot!”
“The food
sucks!”
The lines are
so long you’ll only get to meet a few of your favs.”
“It’s too
expensive!”
Those
collective opinions were swirling in my head when Queen Diva Katrina e-mailed me
asking, “Are you going to the Kick-Off Party and Luncheon this year?”
My first
impulse was to decline. Then I thought, “What the hell?!?” and sent my money to
Debbie Morris. After all, the worst I could end up with was coughing up a couple
hundred bucks for an over priced watered down drink, a glimpse of the stars and
a rubber chicken lunch, right?
The Kick-Off
Party was my idea of a good time. Lots of rowdy fans, live music a cocktail or
two later in the evening all lit up by a galaxy of GH stars. I’d heard that last
year only a limited number of actors showed up. This year, partly due to the
launch of GH Night Shift, the room was bursting with ’em! The cool thing
was that they showed up intermittently, so you never knew who was going to walk
into the room, only that each time someone did there was a frenzy at the
entranceway as fans clamored to greet the next celeb on arrival. Unlike other
events, the actors don’t park behind tables or be led from table to table to
greet fans. Instead, these brave souls just walk into the crowd (and I imagine
pray for some sort of order and respect, so they’re not literally mobbed!)
For the most
part, fans seemed considerate although that declined as the evening went on and
the drinks flowed more heavily for some than others. All I can say is that the
Kick-Off Event is definitely a measure for the survival of the fittest, the
squeaky wheel getting the grease or whatever adage you’d care to quote.
I saw Ignacio
Serricchio perform at Nancy Lee Grahn’s event last year. Although it was
impromptu, I enjoyed his voice so I was pleased to see him take the stage with
his band. (Carolyn says he was “sick as a dog” but he must be a trooper because
he hung out even after he was done playing.) They got the room rocking with a
solid set of cover tunes and he’s a natural with an audience, so he raised the
crowd to a respectable roar. I managed to grab him (no, not literally, although
it was tempting…) between sets to tell him how much I loved him on Ghost
Whisperer last season and asked him if his character, Gabriel would be back
next year?
He flashed his
pearly whites and said, “Yes!”
ABC’s loss is
CBS’s gain. If you’ve never watched it, it’s a great show that seems to actually
be maturing with each season. It can be creepy and then make you think one
minute and then cry the next. “Nacho’s: character was introduced at the end of
the season so there’s plenty of story to tell with him this fall. Check it out!
Back to the
party. Nearly the entire cast of Night Shift was there as well as Jason
Gerhardt (Coop), who was overwhelmed at his reception. (Thank God our Carolyn
was there to watch his back – this time I do mean literally! ;-) Tyler
Christopher (Nikolas Cassadine) was there with cousins Derk and Drew Cheetwood
(Mob musclemen Max and Milo) along with the Dever twins Faith and Hope, who
danced the night away with Mommy and friends on the dance floor.

Tyler Christopher holding Faith Dever (ex- Molly)
who found the light fascinating
Soon a
grinning Sebastian Roche (Jerry Jacks) strolled into the drawing a huge crowd,
while Lindze Letherman (Georgie) flitted around the room posing for pictures
with fans wearing a sexy sundress that said, “I’m not a little girl
anymore!”
Later Kent
Masters King (Dr. Winters) Minae Noji, (Dr. Kelly Lee) showed up and there was
buzz that even His Royal Mobness, Maurice Benard was going to make an
appearance. Soon a bunch of funky lookin’ dudes walked in with Scott Clifton
(ex-Dillon Q). Band #2 had arrived.
 
Scott Clifton arrives ready to jam - So does Kent Masters King !
Adrian
Alvarado (Detective Rodreguez) is quite the ham! He mugged for quite a few
shots throughout the evening and I told him he had quite a wicked look goin’ on,
which only turned him up another notch.

Smile, Adrian!
I was about to
jam out to them when I was grabbed to head outside on an “EOS Diva Secret
Service” mission. (We were called upon to escort actors in to make sure they
could actually make it to the room before being mobbed.) What? It’s 9 p.m. and
the party’s in full swing. WHY would I be needed outside?
“You’ll see.”
Was all I was told.
So I followed
Tom, (a Soaps in Depth shooter), Debby O’Connor, her photographer/assistant and
a security dude. Once we got to the parking lot, Debby pulled out her cell
phone, mumbled a few words into it and hung up announcing, “Steve and Bradford
are en route from the studio.”
Wow. I was
going to finally meet “Spinelli”!
We waited and
talked and waited in the dark, quiet night as the party went on inside until a
car pulled up and, from the distance, all I could see was a snug short sleeved T
shirt revealing some cut, muscular arms gripping the steering wheel. (With all
due respect to Bradford, I knew it wasn’t The Jackal!) The door opened and my
jaw dropped. Out jumped Rick Hearst! (Ric Lansing)
I was
dumfounded. If I thought Rick was coming I would have been door watching all
night for sure. It’s no secret that I’m a shameless fan of his. I knew he was at
the event last year but I also knew that he was not planning on hitting as many
events this year. Having just gone thought throat surgery a few months prior, I
imagined that he was preserving his voice and energy for his big event on
Sunday. But there he was, looking fit with a sexy little shine on his forehead
as if he were a little rushed and come straight from the studio. Maybe he
decided at the last minute to drop in. Either way, his arrival elevated my night
from good to perfect.
Then I heard
the sound of heels clicking in the parking lot to see a woman briskly walking
our direction and, low and behold, it was Nancy Lee Grahn (Alexis Davis)! There
was no one but the few of us outside and I have to admit I was thrilled to be a
rare witness to the momentary “Rexis” reunion.
They greeted
one another and Nancy asked, “Are you going to Becky’s?
“No,” Rick
shook his head. “The Kick-Off.”
I had to
chuckle as Nancy said that. What was Becky’s event going to be like this year?
The Ex-Wives Club? Rick may have been wise to steer clear.
The photog
asked for a shot and they linked arms and smiled. (I sneaked a shot as well for
the EOS cause!) Then Debby whisked Rick into the building and I escorted Nancy
in behind them. She veered off to go to Becky’s event and I returned to the
ballroom just in time to hear the crowd erupt as Rick entered the room.

“Ric and Alexis’s” secret rendezvous outside
As you can see
in The Diva galleries,
http://www.eyeonsoaps.net/divas2007.htm, I did get my Diva moment
with Rick. Like many of the other actors, he was tired from a long day’s work
and this was a detour from heading home but he was a sport and flashed that huge
Hearst grin just for the Divas. (Thank you, sir!)
Moment’s
later, Steve Burton (Jason Morgan) and Bradford Anderson (Spinelli) jogged
through the crowd and onto the stage grabbing mics and bringing the crowd to its
feet. The screen behind him let us know that we were in for more than music and
a few cracks from Spinelli. He announced that GH Night Shift, which had
just premiered on the East Coast, was a huge success and now it was our turn to
see for ourselves. The lights dimmed and the opening played to a cheering
reception and then the room fell quiet as both fans and stars watched together,
which was cool!

Steve Burton welcomes fans to the Night Shift
There’s no
denying that it was different from GH. As we looked on and howled at the sight
of Maxie in hand cuffs as Cooper scooted across the floor of a supply closet,
pants around his ankles, the audience went from stunned to stitches. By then,
the party had hit its high note and everyone was just relaxing and having a good
time until, one by one, the stars said goodnight.
If you haven’t
considered attending the Kick-Off event, you should. I found it to be quite
the party!
Coming … The
Luncheon!
A Little
Dinner with Scott Clifton and Friends
Some of my
most cherished moments at GH Fan Club Weekend for me have been unexpected and
due to the grace of others. In 2005, I was stunned to be invited on a studio
tour, giving me a peek behind the scenes at GH. It was a trip that I will fondly
remember all my life. Then, this year I was asked to tag along on a dinner with
Scott Clifton (ex-Dillon Quartermaine). Now, I’ve always loved his character. He
was such a refreshing contrast to most younger soap actors we’ve seen and we got
to watch as he matured into a young man on screen, unafraid to take on his lofty
relatives and defend his lot in life as the next “young Spielberg”. Dillion had
dreams outside of ELQ or medicine that I admired. Maybe because, at his age, I
had them too.
We met at
Jerry’s (for those who’ve never been to Studio City, it’s a few blocks from “GH
Main Campus” for the weekend, The Sportsman’s Lodge. It’s a famous hangout for
celebs. You never know whom you’ll see. The day we were there, Larry Birkhead
(The REAL father of the late Anna Nicole Smith’s baby, Danielynn) was seated
next to where the hostess planted us. I nudged Scott and whispered, “Do you know
who that is?”
“Oh my God!”
he whispered back and grinned. “Where’s the baby?”
(If you didn’t
follow the media firestorm surrounding the whole paternity issue of this case,
I’m sorry for leading you momentarily off topic. If you did, you know exactly
who Larry Birkhead is.)
After sliding
into a red leather horseshoe shaped booth, I listened along with my friends Lynn
and Chris as Scott explained his reasons for leaving the show. As an artist,
he’s all about integrity and Clifton felt that his performance as Dillon had
become somewhat lackluster.
“I’d watch
myself and it looked like I was phoning it in.” he admitted. “I have a lot of
respect for these guys who can play a character year after year and not have it
get old.”
Perhaps much
of Scott’s restlessness comes from youth. At 22, I had the impression that there
is a lot he wants to accomplish including continuing to take acting classes to
hone his craft. He self deprecatingly mentioned a workshop he’d heard about
taught by Sir Anthony Hopkins.
“Yeah, I’m
sure he’d take me in,” Scott joked sarcastically and then launched into a dead
on impression of the Academy Award Winning actor, “ Clifton? Who is that kid?”
His mother,
who is obviously her son’s biggest cheerleader and a paragon of optimism,
quickly disagreed, “Let me look into it.”
You got the
feeling that one phone call from her and Scott would be enrolled in a heartbeat.
She just seems to be the kind of lady who knows how to gets things done.
Of course
besides acting, Clifton’s other love is music. Those who attended the Kick-Off
Party on Thursday evening were privy to hear his band play after Ignacio
Serricchio’s group. However, fans were in for a different set on the flip side
of the bill. Nacho’s boys do wonderful cover material and the audience was on
its feet dancing and singing along with standards they’ve known and loved for
years. Clifton, on the other hand, performs original material – something that
is obviously important to him.
“So many
people are out there today claiming to be true artists but are singing other
people’s songs. I mean look at Avril Lavigne? What has she got to say?”
I pointed out
that that was the primary difference between a singer, whose skill lies more in
interpretation and an artist who creates the message and the music. He was quick
to concede some truth in that but elaborated on how important it was for him to
be perceived as a good songwriter. He told us that a producer stopped in to
check out his sets Thursday night at the Sportsman’s and afterwards, they
talked. Scott’s songs got a decent reception but what the man really carried on
about was his voice.
Scott seemed
somewhat perplexed by that, but after picking up a copy of his latest CD, “So
Much For The Night Life” and giving it a listen (actually multiple listens);
I understand the root of the praise. Scott is not only a prolific composure, but
also a gifted vocalist. Just like he brought a delightfully eclectic performance
to our screens in his portrayal of Dillon Quartermaine, the same sense of style
permeates throughout his music.
It’s the kind
of CD that stayed in my car for days, made its way into friends’ homes and even
played at my older brother’s birthday gig. John’s been independently recording
and producing bands for years and, after he heard the album, he was pleasantly
surprised. (After all, he had no idea who this young talent was. He does now.)
Admittedly,
what drew me in at first was the extraordinary sound and versatility of Scott’s
voice. Sporting a faster vibrato than classic ballad crooners, he sprinkles his
songs with soulful turns, hints of well-used falsetto and gritty growls here and
there that are reminiscent of blues/rock artists like John Hiatt, James Taylor
live on “Steamroller Blues” or even The Who’s Roger Daltrey. But it’s not heavy
metal. It’s not pop. It’s definitely not country. It’s not jazz or swing. It’s,
well … a sound all his own and it stuck with me.
If I had to
pick songs that stood out to me personally, they are as follows:
The opening
tune, Stranger, definitely sets the pace for the whole listening
experience. Upbeat, “funkadelic” and fun, you can’t help but to rock out to this
one with it’s lightening fast lyric delivery, great guitar bridge and undeniable
energy. It makes an opening statement. A perfect first track.
Chorus Line,
the song that the phrase “so much for the nightlife” was plucked from to title
the collection, is a bluesy ballad that accurately captures the late night feel
of walking the streets of New York City. It’s on of my favorites on the album
and really showcases the soulful quality of Scott’s voice.
Linger
just has a mischievous mood to it that I makes me grin. Stylistically, it’s one
of my favorite tracks. It was the song that reminded me that Scott Clifton is
definitely not Dillion Quartermaine. Dillon’s more or less a nice guy. This song
shows that Scott is all grown up and has a bit of a cad in him. Love it!
Linger
Silhouette in the window
Outline of the good you’ve done by me
I couldn’t tell you what I know
It’s bad enough you’re in everything
I can feel you
And if only I were felt like that
You’ve taken my heart, and now
I want it back
(CHORUS)
So you want to leave
Until you get what you want
Well honey, two can play at that game
All night long
And did you really believe
That I would just let you linger
Forever, and ever, and ever
Rose on a pillow
Trademark of the only girl who believed in me
I couldn’t see it, but I know
It got harder to give to me
And now I’m all alone
Did I ever make you nervous
Did I call your bluff
Have you forgotten your reasons
Is that not enough?
(CHORUS)
Tell me how you linger enough
To say all that you’re thinking
All that you’re dreaming
And all that you are
Did you know, I don’t know
If I’m waiting holding on to nothing
Waiting around for something
And it’s you
Silhouette in the window
Outline of the good you’ve done by me…
(CHORUS)
Tell me how you linger.
For more
info on “So Much For the Nightlife”, click here:
http://www.scottclifton.com/Music.html
As we
continued our lunch, we went on to talk about some of the good times he had on
the show. He loved working with Tony Geary and Jane Elliot. His dressing room
was next to Rick Springfield’s and her frequently heard him playing guitar. I
asked if he’d ever played with him and Scott once again remained humble. “Nah.
To him, I’m just another kid with a guitar. “
(Um. Mr.
Springfield? If that’s true, you might wanna pick up a copy of “So Much For
The Nightlife”, okay? ;-) Somehow, I think he’d entertain a jam session
then.
Scott revealed
that there was talk of making him Alcazar’s mob protégé a la Jason to Sonny but
that was quickly nipped in the bud because his character’s perspective was such
a valuable window into the other characters on the show. (Sound familiar? Can
anyone say Spinelli?)
Although we
all pled our cases about the lackluster writing for his character as of late,
Scott mentioned that he always tried to be on his best behavior while at the
studio. He doesn’t seem like the kind of guy who was interested in making waves,
or at least, was mature enough to know when not to. Maybe Dillon will drop in
for a visit someday … He shared a few amusing stories about cast members, which
will remain table talk to respect their privacy. All I’ll divulge is that it
sounds like those Vegas trips we’ve heard about can get interesting. (No
trouble, just fun!)
One humorous
conversation that comes to mind was about pet peeves or things we, as viewers,
catch while watching the show. Mine was all about take-out coffee cups from
Kelly’s as well as Sonny’s new joint. It never fails to bug me when I can tell
that the cups are empty, yet actors are sipping away as if it’s the best cup o’
joe in the world. Then, they got to set the cup down and do so way too
hard. Its hollow echo resonates throughout the set, verifying what I knew all
along. The cup is empty. It instantly breaks that sense suspended belief and
catapults me back into reality. Picky, picky, picky, I know.
Scott got a
chuckle out of that. It’s obviously something he’s observed as well. He said
that you can always tell who is a more conscientious actor; those who choose to
go to the water fountain and fill their cup before a scene or those who don’t
and wave it all around so it’s even more obvious to the viewer that it’s empty.
(He illustrated this to big laughs!)
Ever with the
attention to detail, he added, “But then there are those who have an empty cup
but are so good with the prop that you’d never know that the cup wasn’t full.
Now, that is the sign of a good actor.”
If you take
the analogy of looking at life’s glass – or cup – as half full or half empty,
take heart. Although he won’t be gracing our screens on General Hospital
these days, Scott’s looking at a pretty full cup. Drink up, man, and enjoy every
sip!
Until next time, pop in a good CD (this one is highly
recommended), kick back and enjoy the music!
Trish

Photo courtesy of Lynn Vogwill
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