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August 26, 2017:

INEXORABLE

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Well, dear readers, maybe I just don’t feel like writing these here notes tonight, maybe I just don’t. And yet, I must, because the notes are inexorable, like Q-Tips or mustard. The notes must be written because if they are not written then the world will run amok and everything will be askew and askance, not necessarily in that order. And so I am sitting here like so much fish writing the damn inexorable notes whilst listening to the damn inexorable symphonies of one Tchaikovsky, who, by the way, was inexorable. I feel I should write more words that have the letter “x” in them, don’t you? Like axiom and oxidize and uxoricide. Yes, there’s nothing like an “x” word, just like there’s nothing like an “x” wife. What the HELL am I talking about? Don’t I have some inexorable notes to write?

Yesterday was a day of some oddity, but nothing terrible. I got seven-and-a-half hours of sleep, had some telephonic calls, did some work on the computer, then went and had a small Caesar and chicken tenders. Then I picked up no packages and came home. I did some work at the piano, then I buckled down, Winsocki and wrote the anniversary show commentary and actually finished all of it. I’m sure I’ll futz and finesse, but at least it’s done and that’s a good thing. That took almost all of the afternoon and after that I sat on my couch like so much fish.

Last night, I finished watching the Twilight Time Blu and Ray of William Wyler’s film, How to Steal a Million. I have never been able to sit through the film before – I’ve begun it any number of times then invariably and inexorably shut it off. I don’t know why really. You can’t beat the star power of Audrey Hepburn and Peter O’Toole, the direction is elegant as are the settings of the brilliant Alexander Trauner. Then you have a screenplay by Harry Kurnitz, who is no slouch. And Hugh Griffith and Eli Wallach in supporting roles. Well, the Twilight Time looks so spiffy that I finally got through the entire film. I must say it has some charms, most of which reside firmly in Audrey Hepburn’s wonderful performance. There really has never been an actress like her – she’s so vulnerable and warm and funny and charming – you just can’t help but love her. Peter O’Toole has his moments, too. Mr. Griffith is a little over the top and Mr. Wallach’s character is an idiot – but the plot just doesn’t quite hang together and on top of that it goes on for over two hours. The other big plus is the tuneful score by Johnny Williams, here firmly in Mancini territory. In fact, I’m amazed that Miss Hepburn didn’t insist on Mancini, but he was very busy at the time of this film. But Williams’ score is truly delightful and the transfer in scope and color is luscious. And oh that Audrey.

After that, I went to Gelson’s and got a few snacks – a couple of drumettes, a tiny bit of hatch chili mac-and-cheese, and a tiny bit of lobster salad. And I got food for today and tomorrow – pasta and some chicken. I came home, ate the snacks, and listened to the inexorable Tchaikovsky. I tell you, this guy wore his heart on his sleeve (no mean feat) and really lets go with the emotional music – some beautiful tunes, too. Still not quite my musical taste but I enjoy learning about it and hearing it because unlike most people of my age, I still have an open mind and a closed nostril.

Today I shall do only a bit of work, I shall eat, hopefully pick up some packages, but most importantly I’ll finesse the commentary and perhaps even begin writing the commentary for this film music thing that’s happening the night after the Kritzerland show. Otherwise I’ll listen to music, watch motion pictures, and relax.

Tomorrow is more of the same, and then Monday we have our first Kritzerland rehearsal, and the rest of the week is meetings and meals, our second rehearsal, a rehearsal for this film music party thing, our stumble-through, and then sound check and show followed the next evening by the film music thing.

Let’s all put on our pointy party hats and our colored tights and pantaloons, let’s all break out the cheese slices and the ham chunks, let’s all dance the Hora or the foxtrot, for today is the birthday of our very own beloved dear reader Jrand.  So, let’s give a big haineshisway.com birthday cheer to our very own beloved dear reader Jrand.  On the count of three: One, two three – A BIG HAINESHISWAY.COM BIRTHDAY CHEER TO OUR VERY OWN BELOVED DEAR READER JRAND!!!

Well, dear readers, I must take the day, I must do the things I do, I must, for example, do a bit of work, eat, hopefully pick up packages, futz and finesse, then relax and listen and watch stuff. Today’s topic of discussion: What are your favorite outré words? Let’s have loads of lovely postings, shall we, whilst I hit the road to dreamland, which is, after all, inexorable.

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