Well, dear readers, I feel that today’s notes should be symphonic. Yes, you heard it here, dear readers, I think today’s should be symphonic, for we have not had symphonic notes before. So, perhaps these here notes should be in the form of a symphony. This first paragraph will be the first movement – Theme and Variations. Of course, we always have a theme and variations in the notes – I never realized that until just this moment, but it is truer than true. In any case, this here paragraph is movement one, Theme and Variations. Speaking of Variations, yesterday was a day in which things occurred. For example, I got up. That occurred. I then did an early morning errand, then came home and did some things around the home environment, and then I headed over to Hugo’s for a breakfast with Miss Merissa Haddad. We spoke of many things, of cabbages and kings. I liked the part about the cabbages best, especially the stuffed cabbages. As we were finishing, one of my favorite people arrived at Hugo’s – Miss Karen Morrow. We had a nice chat (I see her at so many restaurants!), and she’s agreed to teach a master class in musical theater, a one-day event, as one of our LACCTAA alumni programs, either in November or January. She was meeting another friend, orchestrator Larry Blank (he did The Drowsy Chaperone), and it was nice to seem him again – I hadn’t seen him since I recorded the overture to the show back before it opened its original run at the Ahmanson. After that, I did a few more errands, then came home, and did some more work here. In the late afternoon, I jogged two miles, then had a couple of tuna sandwiches for dinner. I listened to a couple of CDs I had to listen to, and then I read some stuff I had to read. I didn’t really feel like watching a motion picture on DVD or TIVO, so instead I did some work on Ye Olde Computer, made some telephonic calls, and did a little organizing. I never really sat on my couch like so much fish, despite rumors to the contrary.
I don’t know if we had enough Variations. Well, I just killed a bug, so that was a Variation. I personally feel that the Variations in the paragraph above are an enigma. Therefore I will call them the Enigma Variations. I believe it’s now time for our second movement. Of course, a coprophiliac’s favorite part of a symphony is the second movement. We’ll call this Andante. Of course, Andante is something they say at a poker game – they split the word right down the middle and say “And ante.” And people do. This is the slow section of our symphonic notes. It’s quite pretty, too, and has great feeling, along with a soupcon of romance. I have just killed another bug during our Andante and I also had a inside straight, which is, of course, better than an outside crooked. Does anyone have a clew as to what the HELL I’m talking about?
Well, why don’t we all click on the Unseemly Button below because it is time we move on to the third movement of our symphony of notes. I feel the third movement will be just what the doctor ordered – pastrami on rye, with cole slaw and Russian dressing. Frankly, I could live without the Russian dressing – I mean, do I really need to see a Russian dressing? Perhaps if it was an Armenian. Well, click away.
The third movement – Scherzo. I don’t know what it means, but I LIKE it. I feel this movement is playful and rhythmically rhythmic. I also feel it is fragmented and disjointed – a schizo scherzo.
Today, I shall be working all the livelong day – getting actors mp3s and sheet music, and trying to find our two other ensemble males. Tonight, we’re auditioning two people because one of Mr. Druxman’s actors couldn’t do the reading. I do have a couple of errands to do, and I will, of course, be jogging.
Well, that was a nice schizo scherzo, wasn’t it? And now, we move into our final movement – Rondo and Finale. I always enjoy a movement devoted to the great Rondo Hatton, don’t you? This paragraph is the Rondo Hatton, but now we must bid a fond farewell to the Rondo Hatton, and move on to the Finale.
Well, dear readers, I must take the day, I must do the things I do, I must, for example, work all the livelong day doing a whole slew of things and whatnot. Today’s topic of discussion: What are your all-time favorite symphonies and other symphonic works, and which performances of said works are your favorites? Let’s have loads of lovely postings, shall we, as the Finale brings us to the end of our symphonic notes.