Well, dear readers, this week is flying by, like a gazelle singing Das Knaben Wunderhorn in Swedish whilst wearing Bermuda short and eating Italian sausage on French bread with Russian dressing. I did have a rather fruitful day yesterday, although none of it actually involved eating fruit nor was I ever that full. I got up at ten after almost eight hours of sleep. Once up, I began futzing and finessing, and after that I wrote about three or four pages before having to leave for my one o’clock lunch meeting at Vitello’s – yes, the same Vitello’s I walked out of a week ago. The menu bears not any resemblance to their once classic Eyetalian menu – the new menu is filled with all manner of trendy foodstuffs. I ordered a small Caesar (it couldn’t be completely normal though, no, the croutons were “sage”. Ooh. Then I had some penne pasta with pink sauce, which is basically Alfredo white sauce mixed with marinara. I had them go light on the Alfredo and heavy on the marinara. It was okay at best. The bread tasted weird, but not as weird as the truffle butter, which, to my taste buds, tasted a bit like vomit.
The meeting went very well – a very nice chap from ALS. We have to have several things in this benefit that we didn’t have last year and those things are going to take up about thirty minutes of our two-hour show, so they have to be structured in perfectly so that it never seems weird and never gets people antsy. So, that’s what this gentleman and I will be working on together. I liked him very much.
After lunch, I picked up no packages or mail, the came right home and continued writing immediately. I got another eight pages or so done and then I had to watch a motion picture on a homegrown DVD on the computer. This is our next Kritzerland release, and since I had no cue titles for the score, I sat and watched and wrote my own based on how the music was used and in which scene. The film is really only about ninety minutes, but I had to keep stopping and starting and making sure the cues matched up with what I was doing, and for several cues that we have that went unused, I just assigned them to the scenes in the film that were left unscored – it was pretty obvious what was meant to go where. The film was very weird – it had almost no US release and basically not only has no one seen it, no one has heard of it. But the composer is a favorite and it’s a great score, so this will be a treat to issue.
That took over two hours to do, then I relaxed for just a bit, before writing another six pages for a total of fourteen, I think. Then I did some other work that needed doing and that was that.
Today, I shall futz and finesse and then print out the current batch of pages and get them to Muse Margaret. I’ll have several telephonic conversations during the morning hours, then I’ll write, hopefully pick up packages, write, maybe have a dinner with David Wechter at a classic LA restaurant that I’ve actually never been to, then I’ll write some more – and hopefully I’ll hear from Muse Margaret and hope she likes the new batch of pages.
Tomorrow, Saturday and Sunday are all heavy writing days. I may or may not see a show on one of those days. Monday we begin music rehearsals for Inside Out and on Thursday I’ll begin staging. We’re still out one woman – we do have someone, but she has conflicts and we’re trying to figure out how to deal with them – if not, we need to find someone pronto.
Well, dear readers, I must take the day, I must do the things I do, I must, for example, futz and finesse, print out pages, Xerox pages, get pages to Muse Margaret, have telephonic conversations, write, hopefully pick up packages, write, eat and write. Today’s topic of discussion: We’ve done it before, but I’m really on a snack kick these days. So, what are your favorite foods to snack on during the day and evening? Let’s have loads of lovely postings, shall we, whilst I hit the road to dreamland, happy to have had such a fruitful day without fruit.