Well, dear readers, normally I cannot believe when Friday arrives, but I am happy it is Friday, because this rather intense week is finally at an end (or at least one hopes it’s at an end). TGIF, baby, that’s what I’M talkin’ about. I’m so in the mood to go out for a nice dinner, but I have no plans to do so at the moment. I just want to be mellow and have no pressure or stress – I want to sip a martini and eat caviar whilst wearing a dinner jacket. Of course, if I sipped a martini I’d vomit on the ground, so that won’t do, oh, no, that won’t do at all. Well, all I have to say is, TGIF, baby. Speaking of TGIF, yesterday was TGIF (Thursday’s Good, If Funky). It began with the musical theater workshop(MTW) – rehearsal went well, but we’re really up against the clock now, and I’ll just get everything up on its feet as best I can between now and next Friday. Then we’ll have two full days next Saturday and Sunday, and that’s where I’ll have to smooth out everything I can. And then we play on Sunday and Monday nights. After the rehearsal, I came back to the Valley and picked up the Deceit digi-betas, then had a very long conversation with the fellow who’s doing the DVD encoding and authoring. After that, I had to do some annoying errands, then I came home, jogged (sixth day in a row), ate a very light meal, and then printed out all the lyrics for the musical, so that I can put chord symbols above the lyrics for our pianist, who is coming on Monday to get everything on tape. By that time, the afternoon was done, and I then happily sat on my couch like so much fish.
Last night, I watched a motion picture on DVD entitled The Culpepper Cattle Company, a film of Dick Richards, starring an eclectic cast of early 70s character actors, including Bo Hopkins, Billy “Green” Bush, Luke Askew, Jerry Gatlin, Gary Grimes (from Summer of ’42), Geoffrey Lewis, Matt Clark, and a host of others. It’s quite a nice little film – doesn’t really achieve greatness, but it moves right along and has several excellent sequences. The score is credited to (in this order), Tom Scott and Jerry Goldsmith. The Goldsmith stuff (the majority of the score) is just lovely – I presume the Tom Scott stuff is all the loud and obnoxious banjo music. The transfer is excellent and I enjoyed the show very much.
What am I, Ebert and Roeper all of a sudden? Why don’t we all click on the Unseemly Button below because it’s TGIF, baby, and I want to go be mellow and have a nice dinner.
Today I shall be doing many things. I have no idea what any of them are, but I shall be doing them nonetheless. I am getting a haircut from Teddy, which I desperately need, as my hair is very unruly and inordinately curly right now, and I can’t do a thing with it, frankly. So, I shall look kempt somewhere around three o’clock. After the haircut, I’ll be going down to LACC to grab a three-hour rehearsal from four to seven. That’s why I haven’t been able to make any plans for this evening. Damn them, damn them all to hell.
Chances are that I’ll most likely just come home after the rehearsal and eat by myself in the comfort of my home environment. Just what I’ll eat is anyone’s guess.
I also have to Xerox some more copies of my play, because I cleaned up a bunch of typos, and reworked a handful of lines. I’m going to be sending the script to two theaters here in LA, where I know the management – maybe one of them will like it enough to actually want to do it. We shall see.
Well, dear readers, I must take the day, I must do the things I do, I must, for example, do a lot of organizing, I must write chord charts, I must Xerox, I must get a haircut, I must rehearse, and then I must be a mellow fellow. Today’s topic of discussion: It’s Friday – what is currently in your CD player and your DVD/video player? I’ll start – CD, the soundtrack to Lost by Michael Giacchino. DVD, Guns at Batasi is up next. Your turn. Let’s have loads of lovely postings, shall we, and may I just remind you once again – TGIF, baby.