Well, dear readers, it’s the start of a busy week for the likes of me. I’m fighting some throat thing and I do believe I need to win this fight, since I’m recording the Nudie Musical demo and doing the Nudie Musical reading this week and it would be nice to feel well and have a voice. So, any excellent vibes and xylophones would be much appreciated by the likes of me. Meanwhile, I have been sucking down Coldeez all day, drinking EmergenC and having chicken soup from the deli. I have had way too much liquid and I only hope I’m not up all night because of it. Did you know that Coldeez spelled backwards is zeedloc? Speaking of zeedloc, yesterday was a day that was supposed to have some relaxation in it but had very little for the likes of me. I got up around nine, knew my throat was bothering me, and started with the little placebos. It was just too chilly to do the long jog, and so I did some work on the computer, had a long telephonic call, and then toddled off to rehearse with Mr. Sean McDermott. I was there for about two-and-a-half hours, fixing tempos and arrangements, adjusting patter, and moving one song to a different position. We ran the entire show, I gave a bunch of notes, and this little interim act will be just fine for this one performance in Palm Springs. We’ll be able to keep about seventy percent of it for the real two-act show. After that, I got some chicken soup, ate it all up, and then taught Cason Murphy his part of a Nudie Musical duet. He told me his mom will be in town and will be attending our little soiree, and I’ll be meeting Cason’s new squeeze that night, too. I’ve still got to find about four people for the reading and I’ll hopefully do that today. After Cason left, I sat on my couch like so much fish, eating some toast – actually a lot of toast, as the only thing I had in the house was rye bread. My rye bread is quite wry, and I do like my wry rye bread with butter and jam.
Last night, I watched a motion picture on DVD entitled Susan Slade, starring Mr. Troy Donahue, Miss Connie Stevens, Mr. Lloyd Nolan, Miss Dorothy Maguire, and Mr. Bert Convy. It’s another Warners potboiler and as with Parrish, it was written and directed by Delmar Daves, who really knew how to do potboilers (and also westerns). As potboilers go, it was entertaining and held my interest and was about twenty minutes shorter than Parrish. It’s generally thought that Mr. Donahue was a bit of a stick as an actor, but I like him. Miss Stevens was good, and Mr. Nolan was terrific. Once again, the score was by Max Steiner who, at this point in his career, was still writing memorable themes but scoring films in such a mickey-mouse way that it’s really irritating to hear. If people are walking, we have walking music, no matter how inappropriate to the mood of the scene. If someone mentions an Indian, we have “Indian” music – if there are two people on horseback we suddenly have western-style horse riding music. But the man could write a tune. The transfer actually starts out pretty well, but soon the Warners brown rears its ugly head. But they’ve been doing better – there is at least some semblance of blue, just not enough. The people doing the transfers should be forced to watch an IB Technicolor print before being allowed to transfer – they should have their eyes forced open like Malcolm MacDowell in A Clockwork Orange, until they get what these films should look like. In any case, an enjoyable two hours.
After that, I entered several new David fixes to the Nudie Musical script, and then we went over about four additional notes he had and did those fixes, too. So, that’s it until the reading.
Well, why don’t we all click on the Unseemly Button below because the likes of my needs to take a swig of NyQuil and take a Mucinex pill and get my beauty sleep and hopefully awake feeling better.
Today will be quite a busy day. If I’m up to it, I may do the long jog, but I shan’t push it if I’m not feeling up to it. Then I have an editing session that will probably take up most of the day, as we’re going to try and lock this particular cut, so that the boys can see it and make their comments. After that, I have a little work to do on the LACCTAA newsletter, and then I’ll eat something amusing, perhaps even some chicken soup again.
Tomorrow, is also a very busy day, as I’ll be laying down all the Nudie Musical tracks for our demo (plus we hope to have the new Kritzerland title “live” on the website), and so is Wednesday. Thursday is light and I hope I can keep it that way, then Friday is busy, then I’m keeping the entire weekend free, because the week after will be madness with non-stop work sessions and meetings.
Well, dear readers, I must take the day, I must do the things I do, I must, for example, do the long jog (health permitting), have a long editing session, do work on a newsletter, eat, and then watch a motion picture on DVD. Today’s topic of discussion: I’ve said it before and I’ll say it again – there are two types of food that I always steer clear of – Indian and Greek. So, what are the dishes you’d recommend to a novice in those cuisines – what are the tastiest dishes, and your favorite dishes? And please describe them so I know what ingredients to expect. And then, based on your posts, I am going to sample each in the next couple of weeks. Let’s have loads of lovely postings, shall we, whilst the likes of me tries to get a good night’s sleep with hopes that I will wake up feeling fine and dandy and also dandy and fine.