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1. Blog von Real Estalker
Trent
Reznor Heads for the Hills of Beverly
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BUYER: Trent Reznor
LOCATION: Summitridge Drive, Beverly Hills, CA
PRICE:
$4,187,545
SIZE: 3,981 square feet, 5 bedrooms, 4.5 bathrooms
DESCRIPTION:
Clean lines, light
filled rooms exemplify this pristine Architectural with city and canyon views.
Dramatic two story living room, superb kitchen/family room. Master bedroom suite has large
balcony, new custom pool with sound system. Gated and private–and exceptional
residence.
YOUR MAMAS NOTES: Your Mama has been sitting on this one for
several days now, but we've just been too damn bizzy and to get to it. Last week, or was it earlier
this week, we cain't
remember yesterday so we don't have no damn idea when it was. But anyhoo, Mister
Big Time wanted to know which celebrity type person bought a house up on
Summitridge Drive in
the Beverly Hills Post Office. The answer is Trent Reznor, the sexy-sexy singer for a
funny sort of band called the Nine Inch Nails (NIN) which is actually comprised of just one man,
our Mister Reznor,
who simply puts a band together when he tours but otherwise is a cat that walks
alone.
One little tidbit of information about Mister Reznor that Your Mama
finds both compelling and disturbing is that back in the mid-1990s he famously
leased the Cielo
Drive property where the Manson murders occurred, built a private recording
studio and dubbed it "Le
Pig," which of course was the message that was cruelly scrawled across the
front door of the house in Miz Sharon Tate's blood after the gruesome 1969
butchery. Mister Reznor was the last occupant of the property before
it was ripped down, given a new street number and replaced with a new and huge
mansion built by a hugely successful television producer. It is rumored that
Mister Reznor
actually took the front door with him when he vacated the premises. How very
Marilyn Manson of him.
Given that Mister Reznor is the sole member, songwriter, producer and
instrumentalist for NIN, he naturally receives the lion share of the
piles of money made from albums and touring gigs. And recently Mister Reznor used some of that
money to trade up on his crib.
See puppies, before Mister Reznor paid $4,186,545 for
this contemporary style house way up in the Beverly Hills (P.O.), he lived in an
uglee little house
on Appian Way high
in the Hollywood Hills that Mister Big Time also asked about in one of his "Which
Celebrity House Was This #19" at the end of November. The inside of Mister
Reznor's Appian Way house was
tolerable, barely, but outside looked like a damn vinyl sided tract house in
suburban Toledo.
Okay, we got things to do today kids, so we're not going
to drag this one out much than we already have. Mister Reznor's new digs are
wedged into a crazy shaped parcel of land that snakes from Summitridge Drive down to
Ferrari Drive in a way that makes no damn sense to Your Mama. But then again, we
are not an engineer or an urban planner so what the devil do we know about that
sort of thing?
The white stucco house features 3,981 square feet of gated
and warmly contemporary space with high ceilings, walls of windows and long views to the
east and the west. Listing information for the property indicates that in
addition to the two story living room, family room, eat in kitchen and dining
room, there are 5 bedroom sand 4.5 bathrooms including a second floor master
suite with a sweet terrace overlooking the canyon below.
Out back, along
the property line, stretches a lovely and long newly built lap pool for
exercising, which is nice in theory, but something Your Mama makes it a point
never to do with any regularity. In our mushy gin soaked mind, swimming pools
are for taking cooling dips on warm days and not working up a damn
sweat.
Alright then. This morning, with the help of our ever present and
always helpful
pal Lucy Spillerguts, Your Mama cleared up two of Mister Big
Time's celebrity real estate mysteries. Now leave us alone until we can get some
caffeine running in our blood.
Posted by Your Mama
at 4:50
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| 2. Blog von Berg Properties
Today’s installment of “Which celebrity’s house was this?” involves this
two-bedroom, 2,332-square-foot house at 8918 Appian Way in Los Angeles’
Hollywood Hills, which sold in September for $1,650,000.
Records show that something called the 8918 Appian Way Trust sold the house
on September 17. The deal was recorded on October 12. We believe that the seller
was a celebrity, because the trust’s trustee is money manager William Harper,
who has represented many celebrities over the years, including Sheena Easton,
Joel Grey, Kris Kristofferson, and Toni Braxton. The trust had purchased the
house in late 2004 for $1,300,000, according to public records.
Built in 1984 and situated on just a 0.15-acre parcel, the house had been
listed for $1,749,000. Features in the house include two and a half baths, a
den, jetliner views from downtown L.A. to the ocean, a living room with high
ceilings, a fireplace, a deck with retractable awnings, a gourmet kitchen with a
breakfast bar, a master suite with a fireplace and direct access to a private
deck with a spa, and a separate one-bedroom, 1.5-bath guest/income unit with a
living room, according to listing information.
Check out a cached version of the listing sheet for the house — complete with
photos — here.
The buyer is a talent agent who is not a celebrity.
So, dear readers, does anyone know who the celebrity was who sold this
house?
Gerade noch gefunden:
Today’s edition of “Which celebrity’s house is this?” involves the
3,981-square-foot house at 1663 Summitridge Drive in Beverly Hills, Calif.,
which sold in May for $4,187,500.
The buyer was something called the Anthony Trust, and the trustee’s name on
the deed was William Harper. You may recall that Harper has represented many
celebrities (mostly in the music business) over the years, including Sheena
Easton, Joel Grey, Kris Kristofferson, Trent Reznor and Toni Braxton. That’s
what leads us to believe that the buyer of this Summitridge Drive house was a
celebrity.
Built in 1966, the house sits on a fascinating, oddly shaped, 0.57-acre lot,
with something like eight sides to it. Originally listed for $4,595,000, the
five-bedroom house has four and a half baths, a two-story living room,
light-filled rooms, city and canyon views, a master bedroom suite with a large
balcony, and a new custom pool with a sound system, according to listing
information.
So, dear readers, tell us — does anyone know which celebrity’s house this
is?
Oh, and confidential to tlp333: yes, we promise, one of these days — soon —
we’ll throw together all of the “Which celebrity’s house is this?” items along
with the owners we’ve been able to identify. Stay tuned…..
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| 3. Blog von Adrian Belew
A
Tale of Trentsville (part one)
so, lo and behold I boarded me one of them starships, like, set sail for
Galleyfornia.
and there I was met at ye
inport by a man in a black club car who took me to what looked to be
Ngland.
called the Hotel Chamberlain.
"adrian belew, is it?" the hotel manager
said.
oh dear, you don't suppose they've mistaken me for a teabag.
(happens all the time with the
name)
turns out it's a good thing, all the other patrons seem
Ngl-ish.
it's a very comfy dorm. with a nice bistro. and a good night's
rest.
in the morning I'm met by Alan Moulder, producer extraordinaire
and
all round gentlemen englishman and scholar.
9:45: bright and cheerful we
set off to Trentsville, somewhere in the hills eventually arriving at a modern
sculpted white picture window bungalow with a stunning view of the windswept
hills overlooking the city of tiny lights.
large wooden electronic gates open
toward us.
first to greet me is the master of the house, Master Trent.
and
a good bout of chit chat ensues. lovely man.
then I'm shown round the
premises, including a breathtaking view
out back of the ocean and the perfect
spot for a sunset.
the house is being remodeled with all manner of offal underfoot,
but the charm is
undeniable.
the one room finished is naturally the studio.
beautifully done in dark
curtains and computer screens.
no windows but the glowing lights of a hundred
machines beat like the galaxy.
Master Trent has always kept an ingenue of
experts.
first I meet a young american Brett, a man with a mission to
please.
then Dustin, tall, and master of all things electronic.
if Dustin
is the keeper of the incense.
Atticus
(another englishman) is the keeper of the insane.
ingenious twists are his
calling.
a computer magic performer, I enjoy watching him
work.
StudioTrent is positively swimming in all the latest mechanized
ballyhoo
as well as no shortage of vintage keyboards, stomp boxes, and by my
count,
no fewer than 9 computer monitors.
there is at this time a small
outer room
which warmly accommodates my widgets and the golden fly.
following generous support
from Brett and Dustin
my set-up appears to be happy by about 11:00
and the
rollicking fun begins.
to be
continued...
and
so, and be whole...
dropping the faux fab british bit now,
the next 3 days would go this way:
arrive at the studio @ 10
am.
listen in the control room.
...small talk
about a certain
track...
place headphones on
play.
invent.
stretch out!!!
man, what FUN to play over
these tracks! YOW!
once a day two things happen:
alan joins me for a 4-hand guitar
freak out!
(alan adding freaky electronic modifiers
to the micro notes I'm
wailing...)
and
I begin a new thought
loop
which trent then adds
to
and passes back to me to add to.
& so it goes.
pass after pass over track after
track.
ooooh.
at 8 at night, it's time for me to leave.
I've been
playing ten hours!
trent and crew stay behind to eat
and work deep into
the Nght.
brett drives me down the winding snake roads
to Santa
Etcetera Boulevard.
back to the Chamberlain.
time for dinner.....
trent's
veranda...
can you spot the Coca-Cola in this picture?
it's mine...
trent's
keyboard laboratory...
pay no attention to the man behind the curtain...
A
Tale Of Trentsville (part two)
dinner I had alone each night. who says you can't walk in L.A.?
I walked to several nice establishments, dined well, and was comfy in my
Chamberlain bed by 10:30 each evening.
one of the highlights of each day
was the four-handed guitar romp. this happened when alan would join me in the
recording room, and like a chef with a tray of diodes and capacitors, he would
cook up a fine stew of sound while I wailed away. alan would add in a variety of
spicy wild pedals with crazy names* to my guitar set-up and then squeeze their knobs with delight. crazy things
erupted from the speakers in what became a kind of performance art piece. some of you may have
seen the video trent took of the al and adrian
show, but for a true appreciation you would have had to have heard what I
was hearing in my headphones. nuts.
on my last day there trent had a
surprise. he had ordered in an array of strange ethnic stringed instruments for
me to dabble in. it was the first time I had ever even seen a real sarod. but after much wrangling I was able to
tune its' primary strings and enough of
the sympathetic strings to actually play the beast. and sympathetic is is not.
it's a very unforgiving and unwieldy thing even to hold in your lap. eventually
I found a few bits which were turned into loops to be tortured later.
all
in all, it was an inspiring visit. I
hope we do more in the future. speaking of the future, I have no idea what may
become of any of this. what I do know,
is that I heard incredible music being made and can't wait to hear it again
someday. trent is a master of the mysteries of sound (no one makes better
sounding records) and with his excellent crew in tow there's no telling what may
happen.
thanks again trent, alan, atticus, dustin, and
brett.
* like bit mangler and fuz
fabrik. studiotrent has an enviable
collection of oddball and vintage pedals including many I had never seen before.
what a toy store!
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