Well, dear readers, I have to say that his week is flying by, like a gazelle drawing an inside straight. It doesn’t feel like Thursday, does it? And yet, it’s Thursday already. I tell you, it’s the enigma of the days, as they go by so quickly. As the days dwindle down to a precious few – oh, wait, that’s September Song and this is November and you simply can’t sing a September song in November, you must sing a November song in November. Of course, are there songs about November? I must write one, posthaste, because November is feeling a bit neglected. Actually, I’m feeling a bit neglected, too, but such are the ways of a pandemic. As I write these here notes, we are, unbelievably, not so far from finishing up with the big Szell box. Now playing is about the third version in this set of the Brahms first piano concerto – they’re all superb and this one’s particularly superb. I’m very fond of the two Brahms piano concertos, but then again, I’m very fond of Brahms, for whatever that’s worth. In other news, at noon o’clock today I’m having a telephonic conversation with a nice woman named Chris Gilmore. She’s a casting director now, but she began as an actress under her real name, which was Annette Ferra. She began singing at three and had some pop hits when she was a mere teen. But, as a mere teen she also landed the title role in what would become an infamous musical called Lolita, My Love. But she was replaced after the show closed during its first out-of-town tryout – that tryout date lasted one performance and after it and before Boston, they did a lot of work, including replacing the director and choreographer and Miss Ferra. Yesterday, a friend PMd me on Facebook, telling me she was still good friends with her and that was a trying time for her. So, of course I asked if she’d put me in touch, she did, and today we speak of the show. I may, in fact, have her do an interview and maybe even a live one like we did for the Backstage at Kritzerland show – that would be the most fun of all. I’ll be interested to hear if she still sings and if the answer is yes, I might just ask her to do a Kritzerland show. Now we’re in heavy Haydn territory, symphonies 93 through 98. These boys wrote a LOT of symphonies back in the day, didn’t they? Heavy Haydn. They could have done an LP of his music for the hippie crowd with that title back in the day and it would have probably sold like hot cakes.
Yesterday was a pretty terrific day, mostly due to orders coming in. It was the best Kritzerland order day in probably five years, maybe even more. I think Lolita, My Love will sell out pretty soon. I’m hoping for even more orders by the time I arise – wouldn’t that be loverly? I got a little over eight hours of sleep and once up I spent almost ninety minutes forwarding the orders to the helper. Once that was done, I had a couple of songs left to record, so I set about doing that and got them done, rough as they are. They’re simply too new for me to able to play and sing them smoothly. Then I was hungry, so I took out the ground beef, which indeed smelled rather smelly, so into the trash it went. Instead, I made three hot dogs – one with mustard and onions, and two with red cabbage and cheese. Those were excellent and only about six hundred calories all in.
Then I did some work on the computer, listened to some music, and kept forwarding orders. I never did get around to watching anything. I did a couple of feeble attempts to redo a couple of songs and got one thing a bit smoother. Then I had to get them all onto the computer, which I did. Then I did some more work on the December Kritzerland. Then as a snack I made about fifteen chips with melted cheese – I’ve never done that before – put chips on a plate, sprinkled cheese on them, and put them in the oven – it was so easy and then I ate all fifteen chips with the melted cheese and dunked them in the Gelson’s salsa. I’m almost tempted to have a few more, that’s how good they were, and I don’t think I’ve quite gotten to 1000 calories and so I just might. And then, somehow the evening was over. I never even left the house. And the best thing about the Haydn symphonies is that they’re pretty short. But we get some respite with some bracing and brilliantly done Hindemith and then a Walton piece on a theme of Hindemith.
Today, I’ll be up by eleven so I can be alert and awake for the noon o’clock telephonic call and I hope that I awaken to some light and a way forward, if you get my meaning. Once that’s done, I’ll probably mosey on over to the mail place and hopefully pick up some packages, then I’ll come home, do more Kritzerland show stuff for December, make sure everything and everyone is ready for Sunday’s show, then I’ll eat – I’m thinking I’ll do my second Regina pizza – and then at some point, I’ll watch, listen, and relax.
Tomorrow is more of the same, Saturday she of the Evil Eye comes and now that Jerry’s Deli is no more I don’t know what I’ll do. I like having a light breakfast. I might see if Art’s Deli is doing outside dining, but they don’t really have the room to do it. I might try Jinky’s, which is just down the street and I’m sure they have outside dining and it might be early enough to get a table. Then Sunday we do our November Kritzerland show, which I hope people will find entertaining. Such a good cast and great material, too, including some real rarities. I’ll have the links here, of course, and I do hope you’ll watch it live.
Well, dear readers, I must take the day, I must do the things I do, I must, for example, be up by eleven, have a noon o’clock telephonic conversation, I hope we will have light and a way forward, I’ll hopefully pick up packages, I’ll do more December Kritzerland show stuff, I’ll eat, and then I’ll watch, listen, and relax. Today’s topic of discussion: When you were growing up what were the most controversial books, plays, musicals, and films – the ones that really created a brouhaha? Let’s have loads of lovely postings, shall we, whilst I hit the road to dreamland, as I ponder the fact that it this week has flown by so fast, or the enigma of the days.