Well, dear readers, we played an invited dress. There were about twenty people there, it began about twenty minutes late, intermission was twenty minutes, and then finally our little playlet began. The ladies had great energy, sound was fine except for a little loud feedback right at the start, quickly corrected. And then, three minutes in, one of the actor mics went out, then the other one. Both actors realized and compensated and projected but the laughs, while there, were not as big because it was just hard to hear, and the other three plays had mics working fine and that’s what the ears were used to. They remained out for the entirety and the guy running sound couldn’t figure it out but had enough sense to keep the track low so we could at least hear her sing the song that ends the piece. Unfortunately, the track being low meant she couldn’t hear it. They were both troupers and got through it. I kept calm, though, and as the play after us began, I realized that it could only have been one thing: No one had bothered to tell the guy running the sound that new batteries need to be put in the mic packs before EVERY show and, of course, that’s exactly what it was. One of the actors in the show after us had their mic go out, too. It was just unfortunate that ours is the one play that absolutely has to have sound. And hopefully on opening night and every performance thereafter we will have no replays of it. I hope from here on in they can start on time and then keep the intermission to ten or fifteen minutes, tops. And now I am home, listening some Bartok courtesy of George Szell. The home environment was eighty-three degrees so I’m cooling it down now. Szell has moved on to Leos Janacek, and not a moment too soon.
Yesterday was another weirdo day. I fell asleep around four, woke up at eight, was up for two hours, then fell asleep for three more hours, so seven hours of sleep. Once up, I had a weirdo e-mail from a person I never wanted to hear from again – not anyone I really know and I don’t really care to go into who it was from, but it had two PDFs that I had to view. But I couldn’t drag them to my desktop and I couldn’t click on them. I was so irritated at having gotten the e-mail that my brain wasn’t functioning properly. Instead, I clicked on a link that said, “to open, click this link.” I should know better because that’s not how PDFs work. I was taken to a page and asked to sign in via one of my e-mail addresses – thankfully, Ye Olde Braine did kick in and I realized that the e-mail was bogus and thank goodness I didn’t sign into anything. I nuked the e-mail, cleared my cache and history and I think it’s all fine. Who needed the aggravation? Certainly, not I. After that, I did a few things that needed doing, re-recorded two Nothing in Common piano tracks – my original version of one was just a hair too slow – I picked up seventeen seconds, and it’s much easier to sing to now. The other one I was just a bit too rough on and the new track is ever so much better. Then I did one of the really short tracks that open the show and that was better, too. I think the others will be fine.
Then I ordered a Cobb salad from Marmalade, a nice jernt that’s not too far from here. It arrived super quick, like fifteen minutes. It was HUGE. I always eat salads in two helpings and that’s what I did. Boy, was it filling and boy did it fill this boy. After that, I waddled around the home environment, had no telephonic calls, ascertained there was no mail, and then got ready to mosey on over to the theater. The rest you know because I believe you read the rest right here in these here notes.
Today is kind of a day off, I think. Oh, I’ll be up when I’m up, I’ll do whatever needs doing, I’ll do some Kritzerland show stuff, I’ll eat, I’ll hopefully pick up some packages, and then at some point I’ll watch, listen, and relax.
Tomorrow is our opening night, which I’ll be attending and hopefully there will be no sound issues, and all will go smoothly. Friday, I’ll start preparing everything for our reading the following Tuesday. I have to set up speakers in the living room, get my laptop ready for playing the tracks, I already them in a playlist, but now I have to put in the newly recorded ones. Saturday, I’ll probably attend the performance and then I won’t be back to see it for a bit. I’ll finish choosing the songs for the Kritzerland show, too, and I still have one person to cast.
Well, dear readers, I must take the day, I must do the things I do, I must, for example, have a kind of a day off but not really. I’ll be up when I’m up, I’ll do whatever needs doing, do some Kritzerland show stuff, eat, hopefully pick up some packages, and then watch, listen, and relax. Today’s topic of discussion: It’s Ask BK Day, the day in which you get to ask me or any dear reader any old question you like and we get to give any old answer we like. So, let’s have loads of lovely questions and loads of lovely answers and loads of lovely postings, shall we, whilst I hit the road to dreamland, hoping that the batteries not included mess will never happen again.