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October 14, 2003:

THE NON-ABATING CACOPHONY

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Well, dear readers, there is a cacophony of noise outside on this fine morning – the gardeners are mowing, dogs are barking, motorcycles are revving. The one thing that is for certain is that no one is sleeping, because who can sleep with all that fersluganah noise? Not me. Last night I spent six hours on the phone going over corrections and entering them into the book. That is just arduous work, but after this batch I only have one other proofer’s notes to deal with, so that’s good. I also had a very nice e-mail from our very own David Levy, who tells me he saw Thoroughly Modern Miller, the tour, and thought our very own Juliana did a great job.

I went to Gelson’s yesterday to buy some lunch and it was like a madhouse there. You’d have thought it was the day before Thanksgiving and yet it wasn’t the day before Thanksgiving. Apparently, there is a supermarket strike on at most of the markets in Los Angeles and, rather than cross the picket lines, everyone came to Gelson’s instead. For some reason, Gelson’s doesn’t seem to be affected by the strike. Is the strike going on in other parts of the country or are only we West Coasters who are blessed?

Who can think with all this noise? I cannot think with all this noise. Did you know that yesterday was Columbus Day? I had no idea – the holiday people forgot to tell me. Therefore we did not have a party for Mr. Columbus. We did not have any cheese slices or ham chunks for Mr. Columbus. We did not dance the hora or the locomotion for Mr. Columbus. In short, Mr. Columbus was sans party at haineshisway.com.

Well, why don’t we all click on the Unseemly Button because the cacophony of noise will hopefully abate by the time we get to the next section.

The cacophony of noise has not abated. It’s like the fershluganah Hallelujah Chorus being done by lawn mowers, dogs and motorcycles. It is not music to my ears, frankly, or even georgely. It is a cacophony is what it is. I don’t mind a cacophony after noon, but there should be a law forbidding a cacophony before ten o’clock in the morning. Perhaps Governor Arnold Schwartzenegger can try to pass such a law.

Have I mentioned that I cannot think with such a cacophony going on? It is giving me a headache. Hopefully it will be over soon.

Well, dear readers, I must take the day, I must do the things I do, I must get out of here until the cacophony abates, I must do more corrections this evening (this will be a three to four day process), and I must eat various and sundried foodstuffs. I am sorry for the shortness of these here notes but if you heard the cacophony going on you would understand immediately that it is impossible to be coherent with such an onslaught of noise. Today’s topic of discussion: Some of my favorite theater experiences have been revues. What are your favorite revues, and tell us what made them your favorites. I’ll start – I used to love the Billy Barnes revues here in LA – they were bright and funny and Billy’s songs were great (they produced the classic Have I Stayed Too Long at the Fair). I also was very fond of the album of Julius Monk’s Dime-a-Dozen, which I found ever so witty as a wee sprig of a twig of a tad of a lad of a youth. The New Faces shows always had interesting people and material. The Ben Bagley The Littlest Revue was a favorite (again via the album), and Mr. Bagley’s The Decline and Fall of Cole Porter was wonderful when it played here in Los Angeles with Miss Tammy Grimes. A Thurber Carnival was terrific, too. I leave the rest to you. Let’s have loads of lovely posts, shall we, to help me get through the cacophony of noise.

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