July 2007 Archives
If you’ve tried of late to get in touch with me via the david at davidkamp dot com address, your mail has bounced back to you with some rude, automatically generated message. I have fixed this problem and apologize. I do try to answer every query that comes my way via this site, except for the ones from that curious man who goes on about something called Cialis.
For those of you in need of a beach read, look no further than the paperback edition of The United States of Arugula, which has just been published with a new cover and better subtitle. Summer is when I most enjoy a good food-related read, and, if you haven’t picked up my book, I swear, it’s the “fun” kind of food book, not the kind that leaves you thinking about tainted spinach and doomed fat children.
I get this question a lot: “Did anyone turn you down for an interview?” Generally, the leading figures in the food world are wonderfully accessible, much more so than their analogs in business, sports, or Hollywood. What’s more, most of these folks were downright thrilled to participate in the book, to get into what makes them tick, to dig a bit deeper than newspaper and magazine food journalism allows.
But there was one, and only one, food person who turned me down for an interview: John Mackey of Whole Foods. I guess he was too busy complimenting his own haircut to participate.
Because I have to start using this site as a promotional platform for the pending publication of the paperback edition of The United States of Arugula, I am offloading the fun tidbits related to my Vanity Fair profile of Sly Stone to my other site, Snobsite. And I’ve just posted something especially fun there: the fax (or, rather, phax) that I received from Sly shortly before the article’s publication.
In other Sly news, on July 10, I appeared on John Schaefer’s WNYC radio program Soundcheck to talk about the VF article. You can listen to our chat here.
...in the new, August issue of Vanity Fair, or, if your eyes can stand reading a long article on a screen, here.
There’s also a nifty slide show of Sly through the years. A lot of people have already asked me, based on the new Mark Seliger portrait of Sly, if he’s put on some weight. The answer: not really. He’s still slim, but when he’s not performing, he favors baggy, Straight Outta Compton-style G-wear; he seems to have fallen in love with Eazy-E’s wardrobe.
On the day Mark was taking pictures of Sly at his compound in Napa Valley, we waited expectantly for Sly to emerge from the house, and he did in the most wonderful way: whizzing out of the garage on a tiny motor scooter with a huge grin on his face, like Groucho Marx as Rufus T. Firefly in Duck Soup.
ON MR. KAMP: overcoat by Prada; jeans by Levi Strauss; shoes by Ralph Lauren. ON MR. STONE: cap by San Francisco Giants; plush worksuit and tricolor-trim sneakers, model’s own.
Some people are born funky, while others are simply fortunate to pose on a chopper motorcycle with the funky. I had ardently pursued an interview with Sly Stone, one of my favorite musicians, for years. But Sly remained elusive and reclusive–until this spring, when he decided to make a return to public life that is still in its fragile beginning stages. My story on Sly appears in the August issue of Vanity Fair, which will be out on July 3 in New York and Los Angeles, and a week later in the rest of the U.S.A. Even though the VF story is a lengthy feature, there’s much more to tell about Sly’s return and my own experiences with him, so I’ll fill you in with more info and anecdotage in future posts, once the article’s out. And by the way, the chopper above is not Sly’s chopper, which is a much more flamboyant contraption. You’ll see the SlyMobile in all its three-wheeled glory in the magazine, in a brilliant photograph taken by Mark Seliger.