Well, dear readers, I tell you, the days are long, and the nights are long, not necessarily in that order. I tell you, I get up in the morning and then without a warning it’s already the afternoon, and then soon it is evening and there are still things to be done. I tell you, my head is swimming (no mean feat), and my feet are dancing, and I’m cracking the whip, dear readers, oh, yes, I am cracking the whip. Every day I say, whip crack away. Yesterday, for example, I said whip crack away quite a bit. I was supposed to go on a tape hunt, but then that got pushed until today, so I rebooked my meal and meeting with Miss Tammy Minoff, moving it earlier in the day. That was lovely (and Tammy looked especially lovely in her summery dress), and then I went off to a very long rehearsal with Mr. Kevin Spirtas. We ran the second act first, just to smooth out some things. Then we ran the first act, which went really well, I thought. As has become our practice, I gave notes directly after the act, while everything is still fresh in our minds. We worked on a couple of little things and then began act two. We got three-quarters of the way through, and then someone else had booked the room and we had to call it a night. Have you ever called it a night? If so, how did it feel about being called a night. I happen to know that it doesn’t mind being called a knight, but definitely has a problem being called a night. What the HELL am I talking about? Oh, yes, we called it a night. I then got on my way to Mr. Donald Feltham’s home environment, where we taped this week’s radio show, which is devoted to Kritzerland. We played several cuts from the new CDs and we dished dirt, talked about some of our upcoming releases, and I even talked about my upcoming book a little bit. I then came home and I immediately sat on my couch like so much fish. And tomorrow I will be saying whip crack away even more.
Last night, I managed to watch one motion picture on DVD, entitled Dillinger. Dillinger, starring Mr. Lawrence Tierney, is a very short motion picture – a mere seventy minutes. I’m always grateful for any film that runs a mere seventy minutes. Dillinger, a Monogram Picture, is one of the cheapest-looking motion pictures I’ve ever seen. Detour, a classic film noir, also looks cheap, but not as cheap as Dillinger. Dillinger, which has quite a reputation, was directed by Max Nosseck, and some of the sequences are truly poor. Others are okay, but the film doesn’t live up to its reputation, I’m afraid. Mr. Tierney is an odd actor, but I’m always happy to see Mr. Eduardo Cianelli in a film, and he’s his usual excellent self. Lots of terrible rear projection, and then suddenly we’ll get a nicely photographed scene. The overdone score is by Dimitri Tiomkin, whose baser instincts keep rearing their ugly little head – my favorite of which is when there is a sign that says we’re in Tucson, Mr. Tiomkin resorts to cowboy chords complete with clip-clops. The transfer is actually pretty good.
What am I, Ebert and Roeper all of a sudden? Don’t I have a whip to crack away? Well, why don’t we all click on the Unseemly Button below so we can call it a night or, at the very least, call it a knight.
You know, we’re always calling it a night. Wouldn’t it be fun if some night we had some mischief? That would be the night we called it a day. That would cause some chuckles, wouldn’t it?
So, today I will be going on a tape hunt. This will either happen in the morning or the afternoon, depending on Mr. Grant Geissman’s schedule – for we must enter the last six corrections, put the galley into a pdf and send it off to Ye Olde Publisher. First thing in the morning I have to write the dedication and the acknowledgments, so we can add those. Then, I also must find time to go to my storage facility and look for the music to the Stages song that was added to the show after the recording was made, for we are going to be recording that song anew in a week or so. Kevin will be rehearsing by himself today – he just needs to get the patter and the moves into his body so that he’s really comfortable with everything we’re doing. It’s amazing to watch the show when he’s dead on – it’s really magical. In the sections where he’s not dead on, or he takes too many liberties, it’s not nearly as effective, so he’ll be working on those sections. Then on Thursday evening we’ll have a complete run-through again, as we will on Friday and Saturday. Then, on Sunday, we have a small group of people coming to our dress rehearsal, so he can get a feel for the audience reaction. Then, Monday and Tuesday he does the show.
Well, dear readers, I must take the day, I must do the things I do, I must write a page or three, I must finish the galley fixes and send off the galley to the publisher, I must hunt for tapes, and then I must hunt for music. Today’s topic of discussion: I don’t have a topic, so let’s do another Ask BK Day, since we’ve only done one in the last five months. Ask me any question you like or ask any dear reader any question you like and we will all answer the questions to the best of our collective abilities. So, let’s have loads of lovely questions, and loads of lovely answers as we all say in unison – whip crack away.