Well, dear readers, this week has flown by, like a gazelle playing the score of Whoop Up on the accordion. It’s very lively. And now, I am sitting here like so much fish, listening to Mantovani do famous movie themes. When I was a youngster, I loved Mantovani’s film music albums as well as his show music album. They had beautiful sound on London records and all these albums, derided as they were by other young folks as being elevator music, were all big sellers. Frequently, he included themes that hadn’t been recorded much or perhaps at all. Today, they’re still fun to listen to and thankfully many are available on CD. Earlier, I did watch a motion picture that was recommended to me, entitled Sisu, a Finnish film shot in English. It’s about an old geezer who we find out was something of a legend in war, and unstoppable force. He’s done with all that now in 1944 as the Nazis are losing the war. He’s prospecting for gold, finds a mother lode, packs it in his bags and rides his horse going who knows where, with cute dog in tow. Until that is, he runs into some villainous nasty Nazis, who take his gold. This is a bad mistake and over the course of about eighty-four minutes, he is once again an unstoppable force, whether shot, hung, or beaten to a pulp, like the Energizer Bunny, he just keeps on coming. Certainly, the writer and director are in love with Quentin Tarantino, with chapter headings, ultra-violence that’s ever so over the top, and by the end the poor Nazis who were mean to him are all dead and he’s got his gold. He’s also freed the captive women the nasty Nazia have been abusing, and they are their own force of nature. It’s all good, silly fun, moves along very quickly, and I enjoyed it.
Yesterday was certainly a day, any way you look at it and I looked at it like it was a day. I got almost nine hours of good sleep, got up, answered e-mails, and began futzing and finessing and there was a lot of it. I wrote an entire new page, deleted stuff, the usual smoothing out. Then I wrote one new page and then it was time for my haircut. My hair had taken on a life of its own, so now it’s short and kempt and I feel much lighter and bouncier. Once back from that, I ordered two tacos from the local Mexican jernt and whilst waiting for them I wrote five pages. Then I ate the tacos, and they were very good. After that it was the Zoom thing and that was productive and went pretty quickly.
Then I was determined to finish the sequence I was in, so I wrote four more pages and finished that and that was ten pages, but I wrote two beyond that. I think the sequence, which was extremely tricky to write, came out pretty good. Then I ordered an avocado roll and cucumber salad from a Japanese jernt for my evening snack. That arrived and was just right. So, around 1100 calories for the day. And now we’re all caught up.
Today, I’ll be up when I’m up, I’ll futz and finesse, I’ll write new pages – I’m in a section that won’t be hard to write – I’ll probably have a salad of some sort, unless something else tempts ye olde tastebuds. I’ll also check in with the mail place, do whatever needs doing, write more pages, and then watch, listen, and relax.
Tomorrow is all writing all the time, Saturday she of the Evil Eye comes so it’ll be an early breakfast, then I’ll do stuff, then write. Sunday will be the same, and Monday will be a new month and hopefully important envelopes will arrive on time.
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, futz and finesse, write new pages, eat, check in with the mail place, do whatever needs doing, write more pages, then watch, listen, and relax. Today’s topic of discussion: Who were your favorite Easy Listening artists and which albums of theirs did you love? Aside from Mantovani, I loved Percy Faith, Don Costa, Ornadel, Melachrino, Frank Chacksfield, Felix Slatkin, and many others. Your turn. Let’s have loads of lovely postings, shall we, whilst I hit the road to dreamland, happy to be riding the Easy Listening Elevator Music to dreamland.