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May 15, 2018:


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Well, dear readers, this month is flying by, like a gazelle wearing a Sari and not being sorry it’s wearing a Sari.  Wearing a Sari means never having to say you’re sorry. Sorry/Sari, we don’t allow groaning here at haineshisway.com.  Frankly, I think this calls for some Swedish Fish or at least some Danish Scrod.  Of course, I have to admit that I haven’t a clew as to what the HELL I’m talking about.  Have you heard the one about the new musical version of Some Like It Hot? Have you read the press release that doesn’t bother to even acknowledge that there already WAS a musical of Some Like It Hot entitled Sugar (before Hollywood took over Broadway and made it all about branding – at the time of Sugar the creators would never have called their show Some Like It Hot: The Musical.  Buffoonery I say and say loudly.  I mean Sugar had an incredible creative team – Jule Styne, Bob Merrill, Peter Stone, and Gower Champion.  You don’t ignore what they did, you just don’t.  To ignore the existence of Sugar makes them look spiteful and ridiculous. And I just wonder, oh, yes I just wonder, if I announced today that I was writing a musical version of Hairspray or The Addams Family, I just wonder what the songwriters of those two shows would have to say, since they’re also the songwriters of Some Like It Hot: The Musical.  My guess is they’d be howling from here to eternity and hell and back if their version wasn’t mentioned in my press release.  Tit for tat, baby, tit for tat and also tat for tit.  Right is right, fair is fair.  End of rant.

Yesterday was a day that existed.  I got seven hours of sleep, got up, answered e-mails, and spent a couple of hours working on a new song, which I had a lot of trouble with in terms of finding a feel that was to my liking.  In fact, I didn’t really find it and I found it too similar to other songs in the show, but about ten minutes ago I found a vamp I liked and that gave me a slightly different feel and now I’m starting to get with it. After that, I picked up no packages and went to my local Tacky Bell and got some of their fun tacky food, which I’ve always been fond of, despite knowing that it is tacky.  Sometimes tacky is good and sometimes Swedish Fish or Armenian Pig is good.  Well, maybe not Armenian Pig – a bit too salty for my taste.  Where was I?  Oh, yes, my day and evening.

I did more work at the piano and computer, tried to watch something but was antsy and not in the mood, so instead I was a good boy and wrote a set of liner notes for our next show release.  I’m really hoping we can announce that and our latest soundtrack either Friday or Monday – the soundtrack is wholly dependent on the company we’re licensing from, but I sent them all the information today, they’ll have the packaging for approval tomorrow, and they already have the master.

Then I had a telephonic conversation, saw and proofed a new chart, gave those fixes, which were minor, and then I took a nice hot shower.

Today is more of the same.  I’ll write, I will await word about our final performer, but I do think we’re cast at this point and I’ve already begun assigning songs, which I’ll also finish doing today, I’ll eat, I’ll hopefully pick up some packages, and then at some point I’ll relax.

The rest of the week is more of the same, plus some meetings and meals, errands and whatnot, and prepping the new release announcement, which will hopefully include both titles – the soundtrack and the show.  I think I may have to see something, too, but I cannot remember what.

Well, dear readers, I must take the day, I must do the things I do, I must, for example, write, await word about our final performer, assign songs, get folks their music, eat, hopefully pick up packages, and relax.  Today’s topic of discussion: What do you think of the way they didn’t mention Sugar in the announcement of Some Like It Hot and what do you think of the Hollywood takeover of Broadway and how it’s now all about branding?  Let’s have loads of lovely postings, shall we, whilst I hit the road to dreamland, happy that love means never having to say you’re Sari.

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