June 30th, 2009
Blogdaicous
Hello universe, it is I, little Marky Hudson, a speck of artistic sand in your infinite living room. Gosh, there so much going on it's almost tough to write about everything. First of all, I'm so sad about the passing of Michael Jackson. One of the most talented and creative forces we've ever seen. I went to the Apollo Theater in New York to pay my personal respects. It's funny that you saw people there of every race, creed, size, religion and musical taste. All hanging out together, singing and dancing to the songs that Michael created. It always makes me sad that it takes a death of someone like John Lennon, Michael, Kennedy, etc.. to bring us together in love and harmony. When I produced the Ringo Starr album "Vertical Man", I asked him what it meant and Ringo said we only get praised when we are horizontal and shouldn't we be loved and praised when we're vertical hence... Vertical Man. Anyway, it was very emotional being there but it made my heart smile. I'm sure he was eccentric, strange and different, but I don't think he was all of the bad things that some people made him out to be. Now remember this blog made by a guy with a rainbow beard who sometimes wears dresses. So maybe I don't have much room to talk. He will be missed by millions... and a million and one including me.
Next, Farrah Fawcett, who I only knew a little bit but my brother Brett was very close to her and they were together at the cancer Klinik in Germany. He said so many beautiful things about her and I'm sure he misses her like a sister. He went on all the TV shows, talking about her cancer when all of the media were writing about how she lost her looks instead of the fight she was going through. My prayers go out to her family and I wish I had half the strength my baby brother has.
Okay, enough serious talk, let's get down to the art. My album "The Artist" is finished. I'm slowly, trickling the videos out. It will be available to purchase within the month. I'm very proud of it and hope you like it when you hear it. I'm directing and editing all the videos myself so they take longer but it's really fun and you have to watch the videos more than once to see some of the amazing guest stars that pop up. It's like "Where Is Waldo" on crack. I went to Maine in June and worked with a band "The Gray Lions" and had a blast. They are three piece Filmore east rock band and Marc Rubinstein has a guitar sound that when you hear it you'll know that it's him. I've also been in Boston helping Steven Tyler with his book "Does The Noise In My Head Bother You?" and writing songs, hopefully for the next album. I've also been on the road with him and sometimes I feel like I'm becoming Steven Tyler with smaller lips and maybe a bigger... never mind.
I'm thinking of getting a dog. I've had dogs all my life and I always lose them when I lose the wife or girlfriend that just left me. So now I'm getting one of my own. The new designer dogs is a bit scary but it makes my mind want to create my own breed. There's the Maltipoo which is a Maltese and Poodle, Cockapoo which is Cocker Spaniel and Poodle. But I might want to create a Pit Bull and a Shitsu so it would be a Bullshit. I know that sounds like a joke but I'm half serious. I'll probably just go to the pound and go to rescue a Mutt. Everybody needs love even those of us that are bastards.
Outside of that, everything is good. I'm semi healthy, I'm semi smart, I'm semi good looking... I guess in my age, everything is a semi. There's not a lot of summers left kids, so tell the people that you love that you love them, when you find happiness, hold on tight, when you find peace, give everybody the address. I'll see you around when you bend over, Peace & Love, the Ma-Ha
March 22nd, 2009
All You Need Is Blog
Well it's March madness! Long time no blog so I thought I should fill everybody in on the strange, macabre, humorous and moist life of little Marky Hudson. My album The Artist is finally finished and ready to go. I hope you guys like it as much as I do. It is quite "the painting". I'm going to break it open at the Fest for The Beatles on March 27th to March 29th where I'll be signing copies for one and all. After that check the website
I've been hanging out in Boston writing songs with my good friend Steven Tyler. Hopefully, for the next Aerosmith album. Whenever we are together we have so much fun either writing metaphoric rock lyrics or arguing over who cooks the best bacon! (I will explain that in another blog because it would take way too much time to give you the pork info)
My daughter Sarah and her band Ultraviolet Sound are on tour now in England. Not to get fruity but I'm so proud of her that I don't have blog words to express my joy for what she has become. She rocks big time and her boyfriend Sami is the first boyfriend she's had that I love... all the other boyfriends I wanted to go Tony Soprano on them.
I've been getting some offers to do my One Man Show again and now that my record is finished I just might go out and do some dates because they are always so much fun and I get to see you guys in person.
I've also been writing with a new rock band called Kicking Daisies from Connecticut. The youngest member of the band is 12 and the oldest is 16. It's kind of scary when you are older than the entire band combined. But they are the real deal. They play great, they sing great and they could be the Jonas Brothers on steroids (which means they rock pretty heavy). Hopefully they will make the first record before their voices change.
Next up for me will be the Rock'n Roll Fantasy Camp in Los Angeles on April 29th to May 3rd. The lineup is pretty great. I got Steven Tyler to come and give his Rock'n Roll wisdom to the campers. Todd Rundgren, Duff McKagen (Guns'n' Roses/Velvet Revolver) and Mark Farner (Grand Funk Railroad) will also be there to rock out all week. I love doing this camp because it's my chance to make some people's dream come true. Oh yeah, I'm also working with my brothers Bill and Brett on a live Hudson Brothers album that we found in the vault that should be coming out in the summer. My brother Brett is doing a lot better but still needs your prayers so don't stop saying them. I thank you for that from the bottom of my heart.
In June I'm going back into songwriting mode. I don't even know what that means. I just know that there is a lot inside of me that I need to say and when I no longer do, I will go back to being the Italian Pole dancer that I was in the late Seventies.
Okay, I hate to blog and run but I have to go to K-Mart and exchange my personality. I love you and don't forget... "we're here for a good time, not a long time" Peace, Marky.
September 13th, 2008
Livin on the Blog
Hello everyone it's your favorite blogger and I was just wondering if I was a girl would I be a bloggette? I guess asking that question means either I have too much time on my hands or I'm f*#cked up. Only you know the answer. Anyway, all is well here. I did the Fest for the Beatles Fans with my brother Brett and we had a blast. It was almost as if we never took the time off, we fell right back into place. Brett told me about a Hudson Brothers documentary being made and we have been asked to do a one time concert. It sounds exciting and scary at the same time. I know that we can still play and harmonize as good as anybody out there. I know our Beatlish songs would still sound great. I just think we might need to wear baggier pants and use some spackle on our faces to hide the wrinkles. Or we could just be happy looking like Gene Simmons. Anyway, Brett is in charge so email him and ask him your Hudson Brothers questions. I'm too busy worrying about looking like Gene Simmons.
The Rock'n Roll Fantasy Camp tour is over. Spending the month on the road with Rock'n Rollers like Earl Slick, Chris Slade and Elliot Easton was more than fun... it was work. I might be getting a little too old for a bus tour with older rock Gods who snore and have gas (just kidding... they don't snore) The campers in every city were truly fantastic. It made me remember what it was like to be hungry, excited and moist. My only complaint was that the bus we were on was thinner than Barry Manilow's face.
The next Rock'n Roll Fantasy Camp is in London on the first week of November. I know for sure that the guests stars will be Bill Wyman (Rolling Stones), Nick Mason (Pink Floyd) and a very special guest who played in the biggest rock band in the world. It should be fun so log on to RockCamp.com and check it out. It will be a week of Rock'n Roll, trendy dressing and English food that you won't forget.
In the mean time, I started the artwork on my solo album The Artist that hopefully will come out before Sarah Palin has another baby. I also have been working with A.J from the Backstreet Boys and having a great time working with him. He's a great writer and amazing singer and I haven't even seen him dance yet. In October I might be doing Chiller Theatre signing pictures, CDs, etc and rocking out with the boys and ghouls (that's Halloween humor).
I got a call from my dear friend and partner in crime Steven Tyler wanting to hook up and have me recall some of our stories together for his new autobiography that he's writing. I said to him "which version do you want? the Disney version or the Ron Jeremy version?" We both laughed and decided that the Governor Spitzer version might be the safest.
Outside of that, I'm still doing the only thing I know how to do which is music, painting, writing and ballet. I've been following my daughter's career and she is kicking ass with her band. You can download her album for free here. Also, the commercial on the CW announcing their new Fall lineup has Sarah and her band playing one of her songs with all of the actors dancing to it. I'm so proud of her I don't have the words to describe it. Anyway, at the risk of being a fruity father and weeping on my blog I better get out of here and get back to work. As usual, thank you all for caring or not caring or pretending that you care. Thank you for being you. Oh my God I'm turning into Mr. Rogers. I better get the f*#ck out of here. Peace and Love and I'll see you around when you bend over, Marky.