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June 16, 2007:

THE WINDY METAPHORS

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Well, dear readers, I must write these here notes in a hurry because before you know it, she of the Evil Eye will be here and I will have to vamoose or, at the very least, vagoat. Therefore, I shall write like the wind and I think we all know how the wind writes – windy, breezy, dry, and sometimes as exciting as a tornado. My goodness, that was a lot of windy metaphors, wasn’t it? I, for one, have had it with the windy metaphors. Speaking of the windy metaphors, yesterday was quite a day. I don’t remember why, but I do remember thinking, “Today is quite a day.” I thought that yesterday but yesterday was today when I was thinking of it and today was still tomorrow. That was confusing, wasn’t it? Perhaps I should go back to the windy metaphors. I began the day by getting up, which is always a good way to begin a day. I then went to a meeting with Miss Susan Egan to discuss our edit plan for her live CD. We were both in total agreement about everything, so it should be relatively simple to put together. I met Susan’s new baby, Nina, who is as adorable as her mum. I then came back to the Valley, where I did some errands, and then spent a bit of time preparing packages for shipping this morning. After that, I finally got around to transferring some DATS and cassettes to CDR – they’ve been sitting here for weeks and it was nice to finally get them done. I then had a quick bite to eat, and then I came home and sat on my couch like so much fish.

Last night, I watched a motion picture on DVD entitled Mariage (French for Marriage, in case you were wondering), un film de Claude Lelouch. As most of you know, I’m a big Lelouch fan and I don’t know that I’ve ever seen a Lelouch film that hasn’t, at the very least, held my interest or captivated me in some way. He is one of the most unique filmmakers ever, a man with his own sensibility and point of view and way of making movies. Mariage is a wonderful film, simple as can be, yet clever, funny, and rueful. At the beginning we see a door and then hear Mr. Lelouch’s voice tell us that when the door opens a film marriage will begin. He then tells us the credits, speaks them, and it’s very funny and a catchy way to begin his film. We then meet our couple, who are looking at a beach house in Normandy. We quickly realize that it is just before D-day in 1944. They take the house, despite the wife’s reservations, then they’re married, and the morning after their first night in the house, two resistance fighters arrive and D-Day occurs. We only hear the beginning of it, and then through some marvelous camera sleight of hand, it’s ten years later and the anniversary of D-Day and the anniversary of our married couple. He’s turned into a real annoying fellow – he’s Mayor and he gives the anniversary speech to onlookers. He and his wife have a ten-year-old boy, and the marriage is caustic and brittle and filled with non-stop fighting. Then we go ten years ahead – he’s still giving the anniversary speech and the marriage has devolved into the husband and wife not saying one word to each other for the entire twenty-minute duration of that sequence. The son is twenty. We never really know much about him, other than that he drives a motorcycle and brings a boy home with him late one night. We go ten years ahead and the husband is nowhere in sight and the woman is trying to sell the house to a newly married couple, which mirrors the first scene of the film. At then end, the husband, who’s been staying at a nearby hotel for a month, returns and maybe the couple will stay together. It’s hard to tell, and then, like many Lelouch films, it just stops. Given that very little happens, you simply cannot take your eyes off the screen. Also on the disc is a seven-minute short film by Lelouch, which is somewhat legendary for its rather insane car drive at dawn through the streets of Paris. It simply begins, the camera is on the front of the car, and the car quickly revs up to speeds up to 100 miles an hour and it’s craziness and the fact that no one got hurt or there wasn’t an accident is amazing. At the end, there’s a cute little tag to the film that gives the title, Rendevouz, its meaning. I am now intent on seeing the rest of Mr. Lelouch’s oeuvre. Fortunately, most of his films are on region 2 DVDs and have English subtitles.

Well, why don’t we all click on the Unseemly Button below because I feel I’m about to start with the windy metaphors again.

Today, I’ll be shipping packages, then relaxing and making a few more CDRs, and then this evening I’ll be seeing A Chorus Line at Hollywood High School as the guest of Miss Adriana Patti, who went there. I’ve seen one other high school production of ACL, at Hamilton High, and I’ll be curious to see how this one is.

Tomorrow, I have a lunch with Mr. Kevin Spirtas, otherwise the day is completely mine, and I think I shall spend a couple of hours in the garage going through boxes, because there should be a box filled with cassettes and DATS that I need to transfer.

Monday, we’ll be announcing the next Kritzerland release, right here at haineshisway.com. You’ll hear it here, first. We should be able to have it up for preorder by the end of the week, and we should be able to ship discs around the tenth of July. After that release, I’m thinking we’ll do the Classical Broadway reissue (with an all-new package) and perhaps the soundtrack of the French film musical, Une Chambre En Ville (A Room In Town). Stay tuned.

Well, dear readers, I must take the day, I must do the things I do, I must, for example, get out of the way of she of the Evil Eye, I must ship, I must drive about in my motor car, I must do errands, and I must attend a production of A Chorus Line. Today’s topic of discussion: Metaphors have been with us for centuries, and some of them are pretty wacky. What are your all-time favorite metaphors, and which ones have you used a lot? Let’s have loads of lovely postings, shall we, and let’s let all of them contain some of the windy metaphors. The Windy Metaphors – that’s the title of my next novel.

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