Well, dear readers, I have had it. Yes, you heard it here, dear readers, I, BK, have had it. And why have I, BK, had it? Well, I’ll tell you why I, BK, have had it. Because every year at this time there is one palm tree in the yard that sprouts little orange balls – they look like there up there in a cocoon, like Invasion of the Orange Ball Snatchers. And these stupid and annoying orange balls fall every day, sometimes every few minutes, and soon the ground and pool are filled with these annoying orange balls from on high. I sweep them up and an hour later they’re back all over the ground. They look like little miniature apricots I suppose, but I don’t know what the HELL they are, but I hate them with a passion these falling orange balls. They’ll be gone by December, thankfully, but that is little comfort in September, the month of the invasion of the falling orange balls. End or orange ball rant, and now you know why I’ve had it, falling orange ball-wise.
Yesterday was a perfectly all right day. I got up after eight hours of sleep (was hoping for nine, but it was not meant to be). I answered e-mails, and then I buckled down, Winsocki and wrote the short set of liner notes I needed to do, and then I sent that off to the designer. I went to the Studio Café and had a salad, then went to the mail place where I picked up nothing of importance. Then I did some banking, after which I came back home and feeling industrious wrote a long set of liner notes for another project. That took up most of the day. But I also listened to music I had to listen to, then went to Gelson’s for a snack – I got some cucumber roll and shrimp roll. I came back home and sat on my couch like so much fish and ate the cucumber and shrimp rolls all up.
Last night, I watched a motion picture on Blu and Ray entitled Broadway. It’s part of the Lonesome Blu-ray and is included there as an extra. It’s another film by the very talented Paul Fejos. Made in 1929 as talkies were all the rage, Broadway was a big-budget musical film. It took its talking very seriously and the film is twenty minutes too long for it – what would be much better as a brisk eight-minute affair runs over 100 minutes. It’s a standard issue story of a gangster, an innocent gal caught up in his charm, her dance partner and true love, and chorines, nightclub patrons, coppers, and the like. The dialogue scenes are, as you might imagine, very unimaginatively done, due to the constraints of recording sound back then. But there are many sequences where they pre-recorded, and those are very cinematic. For this film, they constructed a huge crane and those shots have real brio – the crane swoops and rises and falls, resulting in a dizzying array of images. The film really fails to deliver in the songs – they’re just not very good, save for one very melodic, cute love song, which occurs just before the big Broadway finale. Said finale is presented in two-strip Technicolor. It’s certainly worth watching, and there are comely chorines and the leading man (same gentleman that starred in Lonesome) is very good. The source material is in rough shape, but one gets the idea. There’s one other Fejos film included in the set, a silent, and I’ll watch that one, too.
After that, I relaxed, did some work on a few Kritzerland projects and heard some of those annoying falling orange balls hitting the patio furniture, the roof, and the ground, not necessarily in that order. Well, why don’t we all click on the Unseemly Button below because I must get a good night’s beauty sleep.
Today is a very busy day. I’ll be up by eight-thirty, then I have a ten-thirty breakfast, followed by a haircut with Teddy, then some errands and whatnot, then hopefully picking up some packages, and then we have our rehearsal with our guest stars. I’m really looking forward to that.
Tomorrow, I have lots to do and then we have our second rehearsal for our regular cast. Friday is our stumble-through, Saturday is sound check and then we do our two-year anniversary show for a sold out crowd. Sunday will hopefully be a day of rest, although I do have an event to attend that night. Monday, it’s back to work with Juliana and we’ll now start meeting much more regularly. I also have to prep the announcement of our new title, which announces Monday morning, although I will give you dear readers a head start by announcing here on Saturday night. And then I have to quickly cast the October show, finish choosing music, and then get everyone their stuff as quickly as possible.
Well, dear readers, I must take the day, I must do the things I do, I must, for example, have a breakfast meeting, get a haircut by Teddy, do errands and whatnot, hopefully pick up some packages, have a rehearsal, and then relax. Today’s topic of discussion: It’s Ask BK Day, the day in which you get to ask me or any dear reader any old question you like and we get to give any old answer we like. So, let’s have loads of lovely questions and loads of lovely answers and loads of lovely postings, shall we, whilst I hit the road to dreamland, having had it with the Invasion of the Falling Orange Balls.