Sixty years is a long time. It’s the sort of time frame that could do funny things to your mind. Take producer Paul Elliott, for example, who this week announced – through a PR company – that he would be retiring from the industry .
The news appeared in a press release heralding the arrival of Elliott’s new book Keeping My Balls in the Air, which seems like an unfortunate title to Tabard, but never mind. The announcement said the book was “chock full of chatty anecdotes and occasionally scurrilous stories about the production of his greatest hits and collaborations”, before adding Keeping My Balls in the Air would be launched on June 24 “at an exclusive party to mark Elliott’s official retirement”.
Of course, eagle-eyed journalists spotted the part about the retirement do, with this very paper publishing a story about his decision to take a well-earned rest. Except, it wasn’t true. Not long after the story was published, a flustered PR emailed to ask if the story could be changed, because Elliott was not retiring .
Despite signing off the initial release, Elliott seemed to have missed the part about his retirement, and went into a blind panic when the story was published. He later issued a statement: “I am NOT retiring!! I am closing my production company and becoming a consultant – I am already working on two shows with Karl Sydow and Tristan Baker in 2019, and looking forward to lots of new opportunities, including a two year contract with the Mirvish Organisation in Canada and I’m in talks with other people in the UK.”
Thanks for the clarification. And Tabard wishes you good luck with keeping your balls in the air.
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