Tyler's Wedding Has Dad Singing the Blues

Liv Tyler | Barbra Streisand | Jack Kerouac | Gwyneth Paltrow

Liv Tyler's sudden wedding last weekend has made her mom happy, but left her dad singing the blues. I'll explain.

Tyler wed longtime fiancé, musician Royston Langdon, down in the Caribbean a few days ago. Her publicist announced it to the press yesterday.

Tyler's mom, writer and rocker Bebe Buell, tells me she couldn't be happier to be a mother-in-law. "We're all very fond of Royston and very excited about him being part of the family," Buell told me yesterday.

Ironically, Liv got married exactly seven months to the day after Buell tied the knot with her second husband, rocker Jim Wallerstein. Wallerstein's band, Vacationland, was recently voted best new band (and got new best new song) in a poll taken by the Boston Phoenix and is close to signing a record deal.

Buell, meantime, is busy with the paperback of her book, Rebel Heart, which was a New York Times bestseller last year.

But what about Liv's dad, Steven Tyler, of Aerosmith? Recently, I heard that the group's long time producer, John Kalodner, is off their new album and working on new projects possibly at DreamWorks Records.

So what will Tyler do? Aerosmith is now recording a blues album for Sony, an idea they got from new label head Don Ienner. Anyone who's heard Tyler sing live at various functions -- like his monster duet with Sam Moore last year at the Mohegan Sun casino -- knows this guy can sing with a capital S. Aerosmith's blues album should be a smash.

As for Liv, expect the Lord of the Rings star to take her vows again next month here in New York in front of family and friends.

Just as a footnote: This wedding was kept so quiet that a New York gossip columnist and his girlfriend were on the same island and he didn't even know it was happening.

Barbra Streisand Has Stalker Trouble

People who need people can get out of hand. That's what Barbra Streisand has learned lately.

I'm told that she has not one, but two fervent fans who are considered stalkers. Neither of them presents a serious threat at the moment, but they're being watched.

One of her admirers lives in Great Britain and writes her letters constantly. Recently, he visited Los Angeles and thought he'd found Streisand's home. Luckily, it was her old house (she has many). Thwarted, he returned to the U.K. where Scotland Yard is keeping tabs on him.

Stalker No. 2 has not tried to meet Streisand yet, but he also writes to her with an amazing frequency. The letters, according to my source, are along the lines of, "I am Jesus. You are my bride." Local cops are said to be watching him in his home state of Florida, from which he has so far not budged.

And you wonder why Streisand keeps to herself. A spokesman for the singer declined to comment.

I am told that Streisand has generally been in a "funk" lately, not knowing what to do next with her career. She has no new movies planned, and doesn't even have an album project brewing. The series that she and husband James Brolin were supposed to do at VH-1 has also evaporated.

"She's released over 50 albums," says my source. "It's not like she has to do anything."

Frankly, Streisand should be recording, and not shlocky ballads from California-based commercial songwriters, but quality material from the past. If she did an album similar to Rod Stewart's It Had to Be You...The Great American Songbook, she'd be at the top of the charts again.

Kerouac's Haiku Are Finally Published

Jack Kerouac is best known as the author of On the Road, one of the few modern books -- like Catcher in the Rye and Slaughterhouse-Five -- to change contemporary culture. But when he died in 1969, he left behind a huge literary canon including poetry, fiction and assorted writings.

Now Penguin has just issued his collected haiku in a really cool version: It's a stout paperback perfect for carrying around. Beat literature expert Regina Weinreich edited the works and writes in the introduction: "Finding these haiku was a bit like extracting gold from baser metals, so embedded were many of them (nearly 1,000) in blocks of prose, scribble, and even street addresses."

There are too many to show them all here. But the next time you're standing in a long line for something, remember this: "Suddenly the official/goes cross-eyed/and floats away." It will make you feel better. Or this: "I'm so mad/I could bite/the mountaintops."

Now, if only someone -- anyone -- would make the On the Road movie before Billy Crudup gets too old for the part.

View from the Top Heads to the Bottom

Say goodbye to the Gwyneth Paltrow comedy, View from the Top. The god-awful comedy falls out of the top 20 this week, not doing much for the actress' filmography. Add it to Shallow Hal, Possession, Bounce. Is this the way Katharine Hepburn got started? Gwyneth is such a fine actress, she may have to do what Hepburn did and take more control of her career. There are so many important directors she's not working with...