Well, dear readers, I am sitting here like so much fish, listening to Ennio Morricone’s score for Bird with the Crystal Plumage or as I like to call it, Music to Become a Serial Killer By. It is so weird, but I like it because, well, I’m occasionally so weird my very own self. I felt weird for most of yesterday, I must say. I woke up at eleven after nine hours of sleep. I’d slept funny, I guess, and perhaps had swallowed funny whilst dreaming, so I was coughing and had a lot of phlegm. I had a telephonic conversation with Sami Staitman, which I’ll tell you more about in a day or three. Then I began to suspect that some of the funny weirdness I was feeling was allergy related, but I just didn’t want to take a Claritin-D – I don’t know why really, and I will take one right after I post these here notes.
So, my throat felt that way pretty much all day and night – coughing and clearing my throat constantly as well as constantly clearing my throat. At one or so, I went to the mail place and picked up one package, then went to Gelson’s for food. They had chicken enchiladas at the hot food bar, so I got a reasonable portion of that along with about two ounces of scalloped potatoes. I also got a little seafood salad from the fresh seafood bar. I came back home and ate all that and it was very good but not so filling. I listened to lots of music, and then I buckled down, Winsocki and finished writing the commentary. We also had good news that we have a nice guest star for the May show – I’d been trying to get one and we were light a couple of songs, so the lovely and talented Ilene Graff is coming in to do two songs, so that will be fun and will help the show order. I asked for one ballad and one uptempo, so as soon as she returns from New York she’ll send me some choices and I’ll see what fits best with what we’ve got. Boy is this show eclectic and boy do we have songs from several huge flop shows, which is always fun for us. Then I sat on my couch like so much fish.
Last night, I attempted in vain to find something, anything, to watch on the Flix of Net. I think I’m about through with the Flix of Net, frankly, especially as they just raised their prices AGAIN, a year after raising them the first time. I chose some documentary about ball player Ted Williams, but it was so boring I fell asleep. And again while I was sleeping I must have swallowed wrong, so I was coughing and clearing my throat and it was all so very annoying.
I then went to Gelson’s for some evening snacks – two small chicken tenders, a tiny amount of mac-and-cheese, and a California roll. I came home and ate all that and now, of course, I am VERY full. I tell you, this Bird with the Crystal Plumage soundtrack is seriously deranged, especially the rather pornographic vocal pyrotechnics of Edda Dell’Orso. I just attempted to strangle my shoe.
I had another telephonic conversation, then just relaxed until it was time to start writing these here notes.
Today, I have a lot of catching up to do on various things. So, I’ll do that, I’ll eat, I’ll hopefully pick up some packages and mail, then I’ll just do work on the computer, then relax and watch something or just listen to more music.
The rest of the week is meetings and meals, a work session, and maybe seeing something.
Well, dear readers, I must take the day, I must do the things I do, I must, for example, catch up on a lot of things, eat, hopefully pick up packages, do work on the computer, then relax and watch something or listen to music. Today’s topic of discussion: What are your favorite vocal performances of specific songs – a vocal you think is absolutely perfect – can be pop, classical, show, film – whatever. Perfect vocals. Let’s have loads of lovely postings, shall we, whilst I continue to listen to Music to Become a Serial Killer By.