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February 16, 2013:

THE ROAD TO WELLSVILLE

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Well, dear readers, I do feel I am on the road to Wellsville, but I’m still congested a bit and feeling “heavy” in my nose. I didn’t cough nearly as much yesterday as the day before, and I think all my medicines are helping me get rid of mucous and phlegm, which is also the name of a wonderful vaudeville team – Theodore Mucous and Shem Phlegm. They performed in theaters all across America but never found their rightful acclaim due to performing their entire act dressed as feet. I don’t make it up, folks, I just report it. What the HELL am I talking about? Anyway, I do think I’m on the road to Wellsville and that’s a good thing. Just keep sending those excellent vibes and xylophones for the recovery to continue. I wonder if there are any Mucous and Phlegm routines on You Tube? I must check. I’d love to reacquaint myself with their classic routine, “I Wouldn’t Touch That With a Ten-Foot Pole or a Five-foot Czech.” That was a corker.

Yesterday was a corker for reasons I no longer remember. I got up around eight after about ten hours of blessed sleep. I was groggy and congested, not necessarily in that order, but after taking the morning medicines I felt somewhat better. I did some stuff on the computer, and then I went and picked up the majority of the sheet music we need for our Kritzerland show, so I can finally get that to the singers in the morning. I then delivered the sheet music to the person who offered to scan it – she did and e-mailed it all to me. After that, I went to Jerry’s Deli and had some chicken soup and a grilled cheese sandwich, after which I came home to find the dreaded carpenter ants had returned. I immediately called the pest control company and they’re coming back on Monday afternoon to deal with it. I have a year warranty on their services and I’m sure they’d prefer not to come back again, so hopefully this time they’ll do what needs to be done to rid this house of these bothersome pests. Then I had a short meeting with the director of the film whose score we’re issuing – we need to have a better source for the music and he’s now on that and should be able to supply us with something of better quality than he first did. Also, we need to add something else as the score is too short to put on CD by itself, so we discussed options and have two.

After that, I had a couple of telephonic conversations, and then listened to our upcoming cast album’s raw transfer (before we master it) – A Time For Singing, the musical version of How Green Was My Valley. Just the flat transfer of the album masters sounds pretty amazing and will only sound better when we get through with it. I e-mailed its composer, John Morris, to chat with him about it, and I’ve been put in touch with Shani Wallis and will be talking to her on Monday about the show and her experiences doing it. It’s taken five years to make this happen and I can only hope we do really well with it. We should be able to have it out by April I should think, if all goes according to Hoyle. Then I got the rather amazing news that the packaging that we submitted for approval this morning had been approved in a record time of five hours. Usually it takes two weeks. So, that’s going to the printer on Monday and I hope to have heard and approved the master by then. I then sat on my couch like so much fish.

Last night, I watched a sleazy little thriller by the director whose film we’re doing the score for – I watched it mainly to hear the score, which is by the same composer. The score was actually great, but the film is horribly written and acted and went straight to cable. The direction was fine, but there was no getting away from the dreadful script. Then I watched the first thirty minutes of How Green Was My Valley, a film that – you won’t believe it – I’ve never seen. I know, I know, but it’s nice that there are a few of these things left to discover. Thus far it is completely captivating. I’m not quite the John Ford fan that many are, but I do like certain of his films a lot and this will probably go down as one of my favorites if it keeps on going the way it’s going. More to say after I’ve finished it.

Well, why don’t we all click on the Unseemly Button below because I must get these here notes posted so I can get to bed early for another good night’s beauty sleep.

Today, I shall hopefully continue on the road to Wellsville and maybe even be completely better. I must say, I’ve been very disciplined about recuperating and that’s probably helped. I shall putter around the home environment, hopefully not have to kill too many carpenter ants, I may take a little drive in the motor car, hopefully pick up some packages, eat something other than chicken soup, and watch some motion pictures.

Tomorrow, more resting and then I shall be back on top of things – with meetings, meals, writing more liner notes, and lots and lots o’ stuff. I am glad that Monday is a holiday, though, just in case I need the extra day of rest.

Well, dear readers, I must take the day, I must do the things I do, I must, for example, hopefully continue on the road to Wellsville, I must putter, I must drive, I must hopefully pick up some packages, I must eat, and I must relax. Today’s topic of discussion: What are your favorite films of director John Ford? Mine are The Searchers, Donovan’s Reef, The Man Who Shot Liberty Valance, Mr. Roberts, The Quiet Man, and several others. Your turn. Let’s have loads of lovely postings, shall we, whilst I hit the road to dreamland and the road to Wellsville.

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