Moby revisits his romance with Natalie Portman: Read the full story from his memoir https://t.co/oRY2ryisxV— Entertainment Weekly (@EW) April 29, 2019
Moby is promoting his new memoir, and an excerpt was published in
There is a long excerpt at the source, but here is a small bite:
I escorted Natalie backstage and got her a bottle of water. I drank a beer, while my band and crew stood around the dressing room, quiet and uncomfortable. We’d never had a movie star backstage before, and none of us knew what to say or do.
“So, did you enjoy the show?” I asked Natalie.
“I loved it!” she said. She was wearing jeans and a white T-shirt; her dark-brown hair was pulled back in a ponytail. “The songs from Play were so great.” Natalie sat on the black leather couch and smiled at me. My heart stuttered.
I was nervous, so I made small talk. “We’re going to New York in a few days,” I said. “For the VMAs.”
She smiled again and looked straight into my eyes. “I’ll be in New York too. Can we meet up?”
This was confusing. I was a bald binge drinker who lived in an apartment that smelled like mildew and old bricks, and Natalie Portman was a beautiful movie star. But here she was in my dressing room, flirting with me.
“Yeah, let’s meet up in New York,” I said, trying to emanate a degree of confidence that I had never in my entire life actually felt.
“Well, I should go,” she said. “Can you walk me to my car?”
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