October 16 (in 2007) marks the death of the incredible musician Todor "Toše" Proeski who was killed in a car accident after a much-too-short career.  Proeski was a Balkan star, referred to as an “Elvis,” a great singer, quite the linguist (he sang in many languages, including English.  He was Macedonian, and he spoke Aromaian, one of the Romance languages, (influenced by Greek and surrounded by Slavic languages).  Proeski, born in 1981, sang in several different languages, and he helped others.

Although primarily known as a filmmaker, Sally Potter has also made work as a theatre director, choreographer, dancer and musician. A member of both the London Film-Makers’ Co-op and the Feminist Improvising Group in the 1970s, she has scored many of her films since her 1992 breakthrough feature Orlando, an adaptation of Virginia Woolf’s novel that is now considered a classic of New Queer Cinema. Her subsequent films include romantic drama The Tango Lesson (1997), coming-of-age period piece Ginger & Rosa (2012) and black comedy The Party (2017).

IN THE FALL OF 2019 AT A DINNER IN KNOXVILLE featuring recipes from my new book, Skillet Love, the lady seated next to me leaned in close and whispered, ‘’You know my favorite recipe to cook in an iron skillet?’’ I paused to guess… “Trisha’s Apple Pie,” she quickly added. And before I could gather more intel on the recipe, I was asked to stand up and addr… ncG1vNJzZmiZnqOyo8XRp2WsrZKowaKvymeaqKVfpXy1vsisn5plqZqus8POqJusZZmnvK950qSgpaSVqXqivM%2BlnA%3D%3D

Before we get to this week's post... I’m getting excited about the next cohort of my fundraising accelerator program. If you haven’t checked it out– I’d love for you to read about it→ fundraisewithconfidence.com The 5-week program starts Monday, May 22. Applications are due on May 10! …and now on to this week’s fieldnotes A founder asked me the other day “are there any problems with uncapped SAFEs?” The short answer is yes, absolutely.

This review is part of our free content available to everyone. Please consider supporting Film Yap with a modest paid subscription to enjoy everything we publish plus exclusive opportunities. Get 30% off forever It was my junior year of college at Indiana University and I just arrived home on the Friday night before Thanksgiving. It was almost 11 p.m. and I threw my stinky college laundry in the washing machine and turned on the TV at my parents’ house to catch the end of the basketball game between the Indiana Pacers and the Detroit Pistons.