Well, dear readers, I really must write these here notes in a hurry as I must get some sleep. I’ve been saying this for some time and for some time I’ve been saying it, but I am quite overtired and therefore I cannot be pithy and sparkling when I am feeling wan and tired. Wan and Tired – they were a wonderful comedy team, with their famous routine, Who Ate the Pickle? See what I mean? I’m really tired, which is why I’m writing about a little known comedy team called Wan and Tired – it was Herman Wan and Phil Tired, in case you wanted their full names. I don’t know what the HELL I’m talking about. Perhaps I’d just better write these here notes, post them, and get the HELL to bed.
Yesterday is done – see the pretty countryside – oh, a Merrily We Roll Along reference. Well, yesterday is done and it’s a bit of a blur. I do remember arising at six in the morning after six hours of sleep, at which time I announced the new Kritzerland CD, Victor Young’s Strategic Air Command. Then I went right back to bed. I finally fell asleep again at seven-fifteen or thereabouts and slept until nine-thirty, when I was awakened by the ringing of the telephonic device. Of course, I didn’t answer. I fell back asleep and this time got up an hour later, when I was again awakened by the ringing of the telephonic device. So, somewhere in all that sleeping I think I got nine hours but it sure didn’t feel like nine hours. I got up, printed out a lot of invoices, then went and had a sandwich and no fries or onion rings. After that, I came home and had an hour work session with the musical director – we went over all of the stuff we had to do arrangement work on, ran a couple of other things, and that was that.
I then went to the mail place where I picked up one package. I did some banking, then came home. The helper picked up invoices, and I listened to a rather spectacular sampling of tracks from an upcoming Kritzerland release. In fact, I was so bowled over by what I heard I moved the release up and it will be our next title. At that point, I’d already made the decision to not go to the Sundance cocktail party – I was just too zonked and had too much to do. Instead, I sat on my couch like so much fish.
Last night, I watched the first thirty minutes of the first OSS movie spoof, made by the team who gave us The Artist. I’d only seen it once before but it’s come out on Blu and Ray in France and has the English subtitles and it comes with the second movie. It’s not as sure-footed as The Artist, but it’s entertaining and occasionally very funny in a Blake Edwards sort of way. It actually seems to not know exactly what it’s spoofing as it’s not exactly a James Bond spoof, it’s not exactly a spoof of 60s spy films, and it seems consciously trying to ape the Blake Edwards 60s style of comedy. The leading man and woman are the same from The Artist and they’re wonderful. I’ll finish watching it tonight.
After that, I had to go through some paperwork for upcoming releases. Then I just did stuff on the computer but was simply too tired to really focus on anything. Well, why don’t we all click on the Unseemly Button below because I really must get these here notes posted and I really must get these here bones into bed so I can hopefully get a good night’s beauty sleep.
Man, these here notes are so boring they put me to sleep three times while I was writing the first section. These here notes need some juice, baby, so tomorrow’s notes will be notes with a double order of juice while today’s notes will be notes without juice. Today, I shall hopefully arise after a good night’s beauty sleep. Then I shall hopefully print out more orders. After that, I shall write some liner notes, then I have a lunch to go to, then I’ll hopefully pick up some packages, then I’ll relax.
The rest of the week is meetings and meals and seeing a few things. Of course, we’re going into Labor Day weekend, which I’m hoping will be a weekend with no labor whatsoever. It won’t be a long weekend, as we have our first Kritzerland rehearsal on Monday, and because of the size of our cast, it’s a bit longer than usual. But I’m still hopeful that by Friday I will have found a day that is completely a ME day with no work.
Well, dear readers, I must take the day, I must do the things I do, I must, for example, print out orders, write liner notes, have a lunch, hopefully pick up packages and relax. Today’s topic of discussion: What are your favorite spy movies of the 1960s, both serious and comic? Let’s have loads of lovely postings, shall we, whilst I hit the road to dreamland and woe to anyone who is stupid enough to ring the telephonic device before eleven. And here’s to tomorrow’s notes, which will have a lot more juice than these here notes.