Well, dear readers, how did it get to be Wednesday already? I mean, I’m dancing as fast as I can and yet the days keep going by, taunting me by saying “Dance, fool, dance!” And I keep saying, “I’m dancing, I’m dancing, I’m dancing as fast as I can,” and the days reply, “Dance, fool, dance,” and on it goes, and circle within a circle, a wheel within a wheel. May I just ask one question? How did I get so incoherent so fast? I mean, I just started the notes, and here I am, off on a tear and going on about dancing as fast as I can and dance, fool, dance? What am I, Agnes de Mille all of a sudden? Now I feel as if I must dance. I tell you I must be a dancing fool, I must to the Lambada (The Forbidden Dance), I must dance ballet, I must dance the Dance at the Gym from West Side Story, I must dance all night, I must face the music and dance. But, before I dance, I had an interesting day yesterday. I had a leisurely morning, just attending to some business matters. I then had to do some faxing and some banking, then did some banking and some faxing. Then I toddled over to the Hudson Theater, where Miss Tammy Minoff and I had a meeting with the powers that be, finding out the availability of the theater. We won’t know anything for a few days. It seems like every theater in LA, from nice ones to hole-in-the walls are all booked, most of them with utter crap. After the meeting, I came home and returned a bunch of telephone calls, and found that I had several Kritzerland orders. I must say that Mr. Haines is selling quite well at both CD Baby and amazon, who keep reordering. I then had a lovely supper with Tammy and Mr. Grant Geissman at a jernt called Spumonti. I’d eaten there a few weeks ago and it was excellent. As usually happens with second visits, it wasn’t quite as good the second time around. Grant and I then went to Tower to check out their CDs, specifically looking for what they call mini-LP packaging. Normally, mini-LP packaging has only been done in Japan for American releases – the packaging is literally like a little LP, and both Grant and I really like them. Well, we found that Verve is doing them in the US and we’re checking into where they do them and the price. I would love to try one on one of the upcoming releases – what would you all think about that – a nice gatefold mini-LP style packaging? No jewel case, no booklet (just a folded piece of paper in the sleeve, which would have some text and credits, with the other text and photos on the interior of the gatefold and the back of the cover. Let me know your thoughts. Certainly they’d be easier to ship, and there would be no cracked jewel cases, and I’d be the first independent label that does Broadway stuff to do it, and we do know I like to lead the way. After Tower, I returned to the home environment, feeling as if I had danced all the livelong day and night.
Because I was dancing as fast as I can, I did not have time to finish Hush…Hush, Sweet Charlotte last night, hence I have no DVD report, other than to say that in the bedroom DVD player I’ve been watching those musicals in the giant 50 movie box set. The other night I watched Black Tights, and I must say the first episode, something about a girl who eats diamonds, was completely captivating, a ballet by Roland Petit (the film is all ballets by Petit) with music by one of my favorite French composers, Jean Michael Damase. The second ballet is based on Cyrano De Bergerac and that has music by Marius Constant (the composer of the famous Twilight Zone theme). The third is a ballet of Carmen with the Bizet music. I’m now watching All American Coed, a somewhat amusing film about a male student of Quinceton University who sneaks onto the all-girl campus of Mawr Bryn College – this he does in drag. The opening musical number is all the boys of Quinceton doing a number in drag. And there are certain scenes that will look mighty familiar to fans of Some Like It Hot – there’s a scene on a train that really looks similar to its Hot counterpart, only All American Coed was filmed years before.
Well, why don’t we all click on the Unseemly Button below, because I must dance, fool, dance my way to the next section.
Oh, dear, oh, dear, I must dance, I tell you. I’m like Moira Shearer in The Red Shoes. I am, in fact, wearing red toe shoes right now and I’m writing these here notes on point.
Today I must go to Vinnie’s for an hour, to finish putting the whipped cream on Stages – doing the final bit of smoothing out and EQ work, then that will be ready for the pressing plant. Then we do the same for the Harvey Schmidt album and then we get the booklets ready and all of it goes off to the pressing plant. After that, I’m supping with cousins Alan and Dee Dee – not sure where we’re eating. Then, tomorrow, Mr. Nick Redman and I will go pick up our auction items and have lunch afterwards. All the while I shall be dancing as fast as I can.
Well, dear readers, I must take the day, I must do the things I do, I must, for example, dance, fool, dance, and then I must write, I must pack up some CDs, I must ship some CDs if I have time, and then I must have several telephonic conversations. Today’s topic of discussion: Let’s have as Ask BK Day, shall we? So, today you may ask me or any dear reader any old question you like and we shall give any old answer we like. Let’s have loads of lovely questions and loads of lovely answers and loads of lovely postings, whilst we dance, fool, dance.