Well, dear readers, March is flying by, like a gazelle with a hangover discussing the life and work of S.Z. Sakall. And I continue to fight the good fight to not get sick – yesterday morning I was truly worried I wasn’t winning the fight, but as the day went on I felt a bit better and I’m still feeling a bit better – a little congested, but nothing horrible. And thankfully, no one at yesterday’s rehearsal was sick, or at least showed any signs of being sick.
I slept poorly because my brain was consumed with fighting the good fight. I did get in bed at a reasonable hour, but didn’t fall asleep right away, and kept waking up. So, I actually have no idea how much sleep I got, but hopefully it was close to eight hours. I was up at ten, answered a few e-mails, and then got ready for our eleven o’clock rehearsal. We ran stuff for the first hour, then we put it all together from start to finish. The three new pieces are working great, and the two we cut just hadn’t landed before, so they’re not missed at all. I cleaned as we ran, and things are looking nice and sharp and I think Vitello’s is a much better venue for this show. And it’s great having Kerry O’Malley this time around – she just brings so much energy and freshness to the show.
We wrapped around one-thirty, and I went and picked up a package, then did some banking, then went and had a chili, cheese, and onion hot dog, a cup of chicken soup, and a side Caesar salad – the latter two items were excellent, the hot dog was not as good as usual.
Then I came home and did not a spot of work. I just relaxed, didn’t use my voice, answered whatever e-mails there were, listened to music, had a Kind bar, some Swedish fish, and, later, a few pretzels. At some point I sat on my couch like so much fish.
Last night, I watched about thirty minutes of a motion picture on Blu and Ray entitled Psyche 59, a title which makes no sense whatsoever to the story being told. I’ve always wanted to see this film – one of the few I missed of this nature back in the day, in this case the day being the year 1964, the same year as the excellent The Third Secret. And interestingly, I’m guessing that Miss Neal shot both this and Third Secret in a similar time frame, although as mentioned she was completely cut out of The Third Secret. She’s the real star of Psyche 59, along with Curt Jurgens and the lovely Samantha Eggar. It’s nicely photographed in black-and-white, but I just can’t get with it – it’s completely boring, the story, at least in the first thirty minutes, is not really compelling, and it just lurches along with occasional blasts of loud music. I’ll probably tough it out and finish it this evening.
After that, I decided to honor the passing of Mr. Andre Previn by listening to some stuff from The Classic Andre Previn box set. He was pretty great. I also took a hot shower, had a telephonic call, but basically just relaxed.
Today, I’m sleeping in. Once up, I’ll do whatever needs doing, I’ll hopefully pick up some packages (The Cardinal should have arrived late yesterday), and then I’ll relax until our four-thirty stumble-through. After that, I’ll eat something fun and light, then the evening is for relaxing.
Tomorrow, I relax until it’s time to mosey on over to Vitello’s for sound check at four, and then we do the show. I’m sure some of us will go downstairs for a bite to eat after the show. Monday, I have the entire day and evening to myself to rest up, Tuesday we have a noon o’clock to three revue rehearsal, and I go directly from that over the hill to have a bite to eat then do a sound check, and then it’s the Nick Redman memorial. Wednesday, we have sound check and then play our show at seven-thirty. The rest of the week is meetings and meals and planning the April Kritzerland – fortunately it’s all cast save for one gal.
Well, dear readers, I must take the day, I must do the things I do, I must, for example, sleep in, do whatever needs doing, hopefully pick up packages, relax, do a stumble-through, eat, and relax. Today’s topic of discussion: What are your favorite films of Miss Patricia Neal and Miss Samantha Eggar? Let’s have loads of lovely postings, shall we, whilst I hit the road to dreamland, happy to have had a good running of the revue.