Well, dear readers, I am sitting here like so much bleary-eyed fish, having finally finished final proofing of the new book. I have no idea if everything has been caught, but I sure hope so. The fixes are all very simple, but there were more than I thought there’d be. We made certain decisions after the second proofing and I thought we’d caught everything regarding those decisions, but noooo – I found many that we hadn’t caught, which is the danger of doing global searches – it just doesn’t catch everything for reasons I don’t understand. A few typos, some spacing issues, all easy to adjust. It’s two pages of fixes, but all in all, I don’t think it’s over twenty-five in total. I’m wrong – it’s thirty-one total. I think I proofed for a whopping seven hours yesterday. Is it any wonder that I am bleary-eyed. I’m also vaguely discontented due to needing a modern major miracle pronto before there will be HELL toupee. I spent a bit of time prepping tonight’s rehearsal – just ideas of how to get from here to there in a fun way. I think I’ve figured out all but one overture vignette and I’m going to see if we can live without it. That would be optimal, but I’m thinking about what we could do if I need another one. Once the opening song begins, I pretty much have an idea of what I want, at least in style and overall structure. I do endless tinkering as I stage until I find something I like and that I think looks good. I had bagels and lox for food, and they were okay. I got eight hours of sleep with some VERY weird dreams. I had no telephonic conversations at all, we have our bass player and the MD will contact the other folks we want for the band, and after I finally finished proofing, I took a very long, hot shower. Then I sat on my couch like so much fish, watching some irritating YouTube videos. That was pretty much it for the day and evening. Not all that interesting but then again, what is? These here notes are putting me to sleep so what if Jerome Kern and Dorothy Fields had written these here notes? And it might go something like this.
These notes, boring as they are,
Putting me to sleep,
Barely up to par but still I’ll post them,
When these notes go up tonight.
Oh, but dear readers, I must take the day,
Do the things I do,
There’s no more to say but just don’t ghost them,
When these notes go up tonight.
All these words, and what do they mean?
I haven’t got a clew.
Are there lessons that we should glean?
Yes, do not catch the flu.
BK, never ever change,
Let that drivel flow,
Never lose that strangeness,
Some folks crave it
When these notes go up tonight.
That’s a lovely song, isn’t it? Jerome Kern is one of my favorites.
Today, I’ll be up when I’m up, I’ll eat something light, I’ll continue prepping jotting down if I come up with some moves, and then we have our three-hour rehearsal, after which I’ll come home.
Tomorrow is another rehearsal, same with Thursday, Friday is off, Saturday is our longer day, and then Sunday and Monday are off.
Well, dear readers, I must take the day, I must do the things I do, I must, for example, be up when I’m up, eat something light, continue prepping, have a three-hour rehearsal, and return to the home environment. Today’s topic of discussion: What are your favorite songs of the one and only Jerome Kern? Let’s have loads of lovely postings, shall we, whilst I hit the road to dreamland, hoping I won’t be bleary-eyed and vaguely discontented by the time I wake up and take the day.