Well, dear readers, the great garage purge of 2019 was on pause, but the great organization of sheet music was in full swing yesterday. Alexa came over and we got everything into boxes (you cannot imagine how helter skelter everything was, in piles on the floor, spread over about six boxes – we got everything into about four boxes – all the Kritzerland shows are easily found now, all of my music is easily found now, and we found a huge file of incredibly rare songs that I never got around to even playing through, that were being considered for Lost in Boston and Unsung Musicals. There was an entire folder marked Unsung Kander and Ebb, so obviously I was contemplating doing that, and it’s filled with cut songs from Chicago and Woman of the Year and other shows. I don’t think a lot of this has ever been heard at all. I’m especially intrigued by a Roxy and Velma duet that’s there. I’m going to have Richard Allen come and play throught the ten or so items I pulled – if they’re good, we’ll put them in the upcoming show and the anniversary show. I found some pretty rare me stuff, too, circa 1963. I still haven’t found the video tapes that were in my hall closet – they have to be in a box somewhere, but I’m running out of boxes to look through. After the third purge on Monday, I’ll be able to really hunker down and see what’s what.
Prior to that, I’d gotten six hours of sleep, then I went and had a light breakfast, picked up one package, then we did the garage stuff. I took Alexa to the California Pizza Kitchen for a birthday lunch. Then she went on her merry way and I came home and listened to music, whilst doing some work on the computer, and playing through some of the me music I found – fascinating. Some really kind of awful stuff I have no memory of writing, but a couple of surprisingly decent tunes – my lyrics weren’t quite there yet in 1963 but by 1964 I was much better. Then I sat on my couch like so much fish.
Last night, I watched four more episodes of Highway Patrol. They weren’t as much fun as the first four from Friday night, mostly because there wasn’t much location work. The best we got was Zoo Drive in Griffith Park, which basically looks exactly the same. Stuart Whitman was in three of the four episodes. But the supporting casts in these are pretty bad.
After that, I listened to more music, had a telephonic conversation, and relaxed.
Today, I cannot sleep in because I received a reminder e-mail that I’m judging that yearly singing contest thing – I thought it was next week for some reason, but alas, I’ll have to be up by ten-thirty and at the theater by twelve-fifteen. It’s supposed to be done by three-thirty. After that, I’ll pick up a package, and then eat something light but fun. Then I’m relaxing and no one can say boo about it.
Tomorrow, I’m hoping the final part of the garage purge will be done. There’s something else going on that I cannot remember, but IF there is indeed something else it won’t be until later in the day. Otherwise, I’ll do more casting and choose songs. The rest of the week is meetings and meals, hopefully taking possession of a VERY important envelope, and going to the DMV on Friday, I think.
Well, dear readers, I must take the day, I must do the things I do, I must, for example, judge a singing contest, hopefully pick up a package, eat, and relax. Today’s topic of discussion: It’s free-for-all day, the day in which you dear readers get to make with the topics and we all get to post about them. So, let’s have loads of lovely topics and loads of lovely postings, shall we, whilst I hit the road to dreamland, happy to have all the sheet music organized at long last.