Where You Can Find Me

Those of you who’ve followed me on social media in the past know I got off of The App Formerly Known as Twitter more than a year ago when it was acquired by a billionaire who decided to completely screw up its functionality–I leapt away when he made account verification meaningless–even as he took it full-on White supremacist. So I moved my account to private–that means if you weren’t following me before, you can’t read any of my posts–but left it active in hopes that I might come back to it some day. And, uh, I don’t think that day’s coming, so I’m likely gonna delete it entirely.

That makes me sad, because I really did enjoy Twitter–in fact, I got to know a lot of you guys there, including some who have become good friends away from the keyboard. But I can no longer in good conscience invest my time, attention, and blood pressure in a place that’s gone so fully and dangerously off the rails and into the hands of the trolls.*

What’s that you say? Engage with them because otherwise you’re conceding the space? Oh dear me . . . they’re not there to engage meaningfully, and never have been; they’re there simply to be an absolute force of chaos, gleefully sucking the joy out of everyone else’s good time. In short, it’s just no fun any more.

I’m struggling similarly with Facebook, both in my personal and public profiles. While I have a well-curated account, I’m seeing more and more MAGA strutting into conversations and spraying their blunderbuss of bullshit into what had, up to that point, been a completely normal conversation about the Muppets or movies or classic television or The Beatles. At this point, those are headaches I don’t need. (What’s that you say? Engage with them? See above, ad infinitum. This is why we can’t have nice things.) So, for the moment, I’ve taken those accounts down, too. Not deleted, but let’s call it sleeping.

So where am I? Around the same time I got off of Twitter in Fall 2023, I moved over to Bluesky, where the vibe is much more chill, and dare I say much more Twitter circa 2008-2012ish. Post-election, there’s been an upswell in the Bluesky ranks since users begin fleeing Twitter/X en masse for more reasonable, more fun, and markedly less fashy environments.

So, if you’ve missed reading me running my mouth on Twitter/X, you can find me doing the same thing over on Bluesky at this account. (Or just search for me on the app at brianjayjones). As always, I’ll keep talking Jim Henson, Muppets, George Lucas, Star Wars, Dr. Seuss, Washington Irving, politics, pop culture, biography, Lobo basketball, and–when there’s news to report–updates on the Latest Project. I’m also on Instagram–yes, also at brianjayjones–where I remain absolutely terrible about posting interesting photos. But I’m trying.

I similarly tried out Threads, but I find the platform clunky, and engagement difficult. So while I still have an account there, it, too, has gone dormant.

Oh, and you might even see me back in this space more often, too. So keep watching.

Thanks, as always, for reading, and look out for each other, okay?

* This is not me telling you how to social media; you do you, no harm, no foul.

So This Is How Liberty Dies….

As I noted in George Lucas: A Life, it’s about as prescient a line as Lucas ever wrote.

Grieve and get angry–Lord knows I am–but look out for each other, folks. I suspect we’re gonna need to have each other’s backs.

The Streak Is Over

And there we have it. After four years of staying COVID free, I finally came down with it over the weekend.

Fortunately, I’m vaxxed and boosted, so it seems that, so far, I’ve escaped with just a very minor case: aching neck and shoulders, an annoying cough, but not much else. I think I’ve had it since Friday, as I woke up that day feeling just slightly . . . off. But heck, I wouldn’t even have thought I had COVID–just a bad cold–if someone hadn’t described their first brush with it as “malaise,” which pretty much summed up how I felt, and prompted me to test.

Several days later, I’m feeling much better, and planning on staying away from everyone and everything until late in the week, at which point I’ll only venture out masked for a while. But my status as a NOVID has come to an end, thank you, and I will be taking no questions.

Coming Soon: Jim Henson: Idea Man

Well, there you go. The Ron Howard helmed documentary we’ve been waiting for since . . . what, 2022? finally arrives on Disney+ on May 31, and it’s got a title: Jim Henson: Idea Man. Vanity Fair has a pretty good sneak preview you can see here, and I’m hoping we’ll get a video trailer sometime here soon.

And for those who have kindly asked: no, I had no involvement in this project, apart from clearing a smidge of audio for their use (it’s not me talking, but the voice of someone I interviewed, so you’ll get to hear their voice in the documentary, which I love. I’m just hoping they can use some of the newfangled Peter Jackson audio wizardry that they used in Get Back to clear it up a bit). Anyway, this will be as shiny and new and exciting to me as it is to you, which, as a fan, is a great feeling. May 31 can’t get here fast enough.

Talking Jim Henson at Our American Stories

It was a delight to sit down with Madisyn at the Our American Stories podcast to talk Jim Henson, the joy of performing, the benefit of time, and how two Muppets doing terrible things to each other sold an awful lot of Wilkins Coffee. Added bonus: Good grief! The comedian’s a bear!

You can listen here.

A Decade of Gratitude

I haven’t been at the desk much today, but I wanted to take a moment to note two things.

First, it’s Jim Henson’s 87th birthday. As I say every year, go celebrate by doing something silly. Jim Henson would want you to.

And second . . . it’s the tenth anniversary of the publication of Jim Henson: The Biography.

I’m can’t begin to tell you how grateful I am to all of you who have enjoyed, and continue to enjoy, reading the biography. I love hearing from readers who were moved or inspired by Jim’s story–and while I so appreciate the kind words, I’m just the messenger, man! It’s Jim who moved and inspired you. I think he’d love knowing that, 33 years after his death, new generations of creatives, weirdos, lovers, and dreamers have found him and love him not only for his enormous output of amazing work, but for the person he was and aspired to be.

A decade after publication of the biography, I’m constantly inspired by all of YOU, too–whether you’re fans, performers, writers, artists, musicians, puppetmakers, or just want to razz me about the word “Muppeteer” . . . know that I love ALL of you. The Muppet family is the BEST, and I’m so proud to be a part of the Muppet fan community, which, generally speaking, is one of the most positive around.

I’m also enormously grateful to the entire Muppet and Henson organization, who let me into their homes, and their hearts, to tell Jim Henson’s story. It’s a privilege to be a part of the Amphibian Alumni, no matter how peripheral, and I’m privileged (there’s that word again) to still be in touch with many of you fine folks today. Thanks for letting me in. And sometimes even feeding me.

Anyway, I’m fairly certain that the first words of my obituary will be, “Jim Henson biographer Brian Jay Jones . . .” And really, I am just SO okay with and proud of that.

Thank you again, all of you, for reading Jim’s biography, and learning, laughing, and crying along with it. I’m grateful to all of you for reading. And I wanted you to know that.

Movin’ Right Along with Tough Pigs

As always, it’s a blast to hang out with the folks at Tough Pigs, and I’m always genuinely delighted when they ask me do A Thing with them. This time, I’m lending a hand talking with Anthony and Ryan about two of the saddest minutes from The Muppet Christmas Carol, minutes 71 and 72, as the Cratchits mourn the loss of Tiny Tim. We’ll talk about Miss Piggy’s acting abilities, debate why Scrooge can’t or won’t enter the Cratchit home, and try to figure out IF TINY TIM IS REALLY DEAD.

Click here to have a listen.

Talking Seuss with American Stories

To mark Dr. Seuss’s 119th birthday, I sat down with the kind folks — in this case Madisyn — at the Our American Stories podcast to trace the arc of Seuss’s life and work. If you’re so inclined, here’s about 30 minutes of me enthusing about Seuss — and Frank Capra and Chuck Jones and Bennett Cerf and so many others — and his astounding work and work ethic. I also seem to be doing a spot on Reuben Kincaid impression.

Icons Unearthed, Marcia Lucas, and Me

I’m so glad to see Marcia Lucas — wife of George, and the Oscar-winning, ace editor who put together the original Star Wars trilogy–finally going on the record about her life and experiences for Vice’s Icons Unearthed docuseries. (I tried like heck for three years to get her to talk with me, and never cracked it.)

There’s a reason everyone refers to her as the heart of Star Wars, as well as George Lucas’s secret weapon. Apart from being a terrific editor, Marcia had an uncanny ability to see any film they were working on from the point of view of an audience. That sounds like it should be obvious, but it’s actually an often overlooked superpower of seeing the forest for the trees.

It was Marcia, for example, who, during the trench run sequence in Star Wars, used recycled footage to insert the ‘ticking clock’ of the Death Star moving into position to destroy the rebel base. It was a plot point that was NOT in the original script, but Marcia understood it made the stakes much higher–and therefore that much more exciting for the audience. She also told George Lucas, just before the film’s first showing to a real audience (SPOILER, I GUESS): “If the crowd doesn’t cheer when the Millennium Falcon comes back at the end, the film doesn’t work.” And boy, was she right (and yes, the audience cheered).

It was also Marcia who, after watching the first cut of Raiders of the Lost Ark, pointed out that the audience needed to see Indy with Marion again after their experience with the Ark–and Steven Spielberg, realizing she was right, brought Harrison Ford and Karen Allen back to film the two of them together on the steps of the local courthouse, giving the audience a sigh of relief and a bit of closure.

Anyway, we’re long overdue to hear her story in her words (I did the best I could to get her voice into George Lucas: A Life, but there’s nothing like the real thing). You can find this five-part docuseries on the VICE channel. I watched it using Sling, but as they say, YMMV.

Oh yeah — while I’m not in this particular episode, you’ll see plenty of footage of me running my mouth as the series progresses. Hang in to the end, and you may even see me doing my impression of the infamous Darth Vader “NOOOOOOOOOOO!” Maybe.

Talking Muppets with the Great Gonzo

Well, not quite; I actually had the privilege of appearing with legendary Muppet performer Dave Goelz as we talked on San Francisco NPR with Heidi Rabben, curator at the Contemporary Jewish Museum, which is hosting the Jim Henson: Imagination Unlimited touring exhibit. Stick around for the entire conversation, and you’ll hear Dave Goelz absolutely make a young Muppet fan’s year.

You can hear our discussion in its entirety here. It runs about 51 minutes.