Well, dear readers, it was certainly an interesting evening last night and for now I’ll just leave it at that – for now. What is that line from the remake of The Fly – be afraid, be very afraid? I’ve always liked that line. And now, I’m just trying to look at the bright side of losing some negativity that’s been floating in my direction whilst listening to Alec Wilder’s soundtrack score to a 1961 film called The Sand Castle written and directed by Jerome Hill, one of those super no-budget affairs that were prevalent in those days. I only knew about the film because I’d see the soundtrack album on Columbia at the record stores I visited. I always was intrigued by it, and it was frequently on sale very cheaply, but I never got around to getting it – it had both stereo and mono versions, although I suspect the stereo was just mono, as was the case with the Tom Jones soundtrack. I didn’t know the composer at all back then, but I became quite a fan of his much later. So, I never got the album and had never heard the music until last year, when it showed up on the Tube of You – the soundtrack, not the film. The film seems to be lost, all sixty-seven minutes of it. I’ll do more research on that, though. And the music is very good – tuneful and dramatic and fanciful. Well, well, well (that is three wells) – I found the film on Vimeo and have already begun watching it. Prior to that, I’d watched some of Shaun of the Dead, which I’d never seen and which I know folks love. I kept dozing off, so I want to give it a proper chance and will watch tonight.
Yesterday was kind of a lazy day, followed by an irritant in the evening. I got about six hours of sleep due to being incredibly stupid and having a burger and chili/cheese fries at one-thirty in the morning. Well, sometimes a man’s got to do what a man’s got to do, but no more of that, I’m afraid. Once up, I answered a lot of e-mails, got the blurb for the new release announcement, which we’ll probably do on Wednesday. I had a Tommy’s cheeseburger for food – they’re known for their chili, but I really like the cheeseburger, which just comes with 1000-Island dressing. I had the chili/cheese fries with it. Yes, the same thing I’d had at one-thirty in the morning. Funny things is, it was from a different location than the previous evening, which I don’t really understand – but there are quite a few locations throughout the Valley. This location wasn’t as good as the night before. But I sure do love that burger and no, I shan’t be having another after posting these here notes. That was all the food I ate, save for a fruit pop and some red licorice.
I never left the home environment, just did stuff around here, had several telephonic conversations, tried to watch the movie, and then relaxed and listened to music and I don’t care who knows it.
Today, I’ll be up when I’m up, I’ll do whatever needs doing, I’ll get the audio samples where then need to go and prep everything for the announcement – a new, off-Broadway musical that opens in a week or so. I also have to finish the Indiegogo video patter and shoot it and get it edited. I may have a lunch engagement, too, I’ll hopefully pick up some packages, and then at some point I can watch, listen, and relax.
Right now, I’m listening to a film score that is as astonishing and fresh today as it was back seventy-plus years ago – Alex North’s brilliant A Streetcar Named Desire, a real game-changer of a score in just about every possible way. That just ended and now it’s Mr. North’s equally brilliant and unexpected score for Who’s Afraid of Virginia Woolf.
Tomorrow, we’ll hopefully announce a new title, Thursday may be a lunch meeting, and by then I’m hoping David Wechter and I can go through the cut-down script and see exactly where we are with it.
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, do whatever needs doing, get the audio samples done, finish writing the Indiegogo patter and then film it, I’ll get it to editor Marshall Harvey, maybe have a lunch engagement, hopefully pick up some packages, and then watch, listen, and relax. Today’s topic of discussion: What do you think are the most influential musical scores – the ones that were unique and then oft-imitated. Same for film scores. Let’s have loads of lovely postings, shall we, whilst I hit the road to dreamland, where I shall think about the words “Be afraid, be very afraid,” oh, yes, I shall think about those words.