JEKYLL - The Happy Thread

[Marie-Cris]

I will soon, promise; I just have to iron out a few errors ... possibly rephrase a few things *cough*

[gizelmo]

Finally hunted down a copy of Jekyll and Hyde at JB! Yay! the concept cast recording of course.

[gizelmo]

Oh, and still waiting to hear about that dream Marie-Cris XD

[Marie-Cris]

JB!! Damn!! I can't find a single copy in my JB; and Borders doesn't stock it ((and yet they stock the Broadway cast of that, and the Australian Casts of Cats and Beauty and the Beast?!)). I'll have to grab it off Amazon, I guess *le sigh*

And I'm working on it. I've got more details in the non-Warlow areas so I have to work on distributing detail evenly.

Meanwhile, cute smilie:

[neh]

Aw, that's an adorableness cute smiley Mar! And meanwhile, i've never seen a copy of the Aus Cast Recording of B&B in my life, so that's how crappy the stores near me are!!!

On the upside (coz this is a happy thread) Uni will soon be over and then it's a nice few months of FREEDOM!

[Marie-Cris]

"let others - " NO! STOP IT MAR! STOP IT! *THWACK!* ow.

I happened upon the B&B by chance ... I was browsing the kids audio section at Borders and found it. It was the only one there and it's got a crack on the cover, but eh ... Hugh Jackman as Gaston. XD

[Marie-Cris]

Double post blah; no, not the dream yet ((I'm still having some structural problems)), but here's something that proved me right on yet another HP theory XD

Rowling outs Hogwarts head Dumbledore.

[neh]

Well, i'll be darned! Makes a lot of sense though. Good on Jo for being politcially correct, and for not having dragged it unncecessarily into the plot.

[Marie-Cris]

I would've been surprised if Dumbledore didn't turn out that way ((I'm trying to talk of it without spoiling the news for others, bear with me)); the last book seemed to milk it imo. Maybe not terribly much, but you could still tell from his fond recollections.

...

I hope that made sense.

[neh]

It's odd that you say that Mar, coz both my friend and my sister, who are the only ones i have told thus far, think there was nothing to support this in canon. I personally feel that it depends on how you read the material provided - plus, referring to it at all was never necessary anyway.

[Marie-Cris]

I agree that it wasn't necessary; it doesn't change the plot. I just tend to read between the lines within any book and pick out all the little bits and pieces.

PS: 3 new smilies

*autumn* *sleepy* *hyper*

[neh]

I am LOVING that last one! A GEM!
And i think most people preffered to think of DD as asexual, most likely just coz no one wants to think of a mentor in any other light. But honestly, the way some people are going on about it, you'd think DD spent all his time hitting on every male in sight!
Saw our lovely Cinta today in a production of Fiddler on the Roof - she was super, as always but they SO should have given her the part of Chava!

[Marie-Cris]

Double postage ... who cares. XD

I'm just happy the Rose Festival is over for yet another year'. First there was the fuss with getting my information into the program; I was in Adelaide and mum e-mailed some waffle to them and reading over the e-mails it made me sound like a dork. I don't write like that!! Never!! NEVERRRRRRRR!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Sorry, I took the unfortunate mistake of listening to Robert Cucciolli *le shudder*

Secondly there was nose-in-her-butt Miss Frahn who once again practised her entire repertoire for the night at full gusto back stage whilst the show went on out front; just like last year', and the year' before that, and the year' before that ... Very difficult to go to and from the wings to backstage whilst she's off warbling her repertoire. And the songs she chose, ack! The Blessed Virgin's Expostulation by Henry Purcell: Boring as hell, she wasn't acting she was hitting notes. I'm Just A Girl Who Can't Say No by Rogers and Hammerstein: Boring and cringe-worthy with that GHASTLY Dolly Parton accent, which completely contradicted her attire; she could have at least changed into some sort of costume as there was an intermission plus six acts between these two songs, but nooooo. Then there was The Ugly Duckling by Frank Loesser: Boring and exceedingly dull. Again a song performed with no emotion towards the character she was meant to be portraying.

Thirdly we had the Compere Paul Taylor; why, WHY?! He read off the program word for word to introduce the acts! Why bother selling programs if he's just going to yap on what's there? And his bone-crunching sweaty grip *dips hand in meth* ...

Fourthly - what? - the Tristate Brass band had THIRTEEN NUMBERS. No one needs to listen to a brass band thirteen times if they start to suck after their first cluster of songs. And in their cluster just before we ((Darrin, Alexa, Michael and I [with Rosenthal turning pages for Michael])) we due to come on they have some woman ((a plant)) dressed in guys clothes come up and tell a fictional life story as part of an "interview" to become a member of the band. She (("He")) took forever to get to the jokes and when she did they weren't even funny.

And they wonder why the Rose Festival goes overtime. *thud*

I'm sorry, I wasn't meant to complain in the happy thread. Onto the brighter side.

Thursday night we had a sound check. As I went up there with Darrin it didn't matter that we had left town late ((Emma, his wife, had had the car for a bit longer than he thought)) because we still got there on time ... ((that was a little note on how he drives)). He barely had any voice as we went through sound check and there were fears he might not have any left by Friday night, and the same fears were on Alexa for she had had no voice for choir on Tuesday night. Sound check went well and we all met up at Maccas for burgers and coffee; Darrin now has gotten me hooked on Chi Tea. It's good to be able to binge on food like that now and then; it's not like we always go, it's in Renmark for one and that's a whole other world away from - *cough*.

I didn't dare tell mother when I got home though. I wonder if she suspected anything when I didn't have a usual third helping of her spaghetti.

Friday night mother and I went up together; mother drove my car. *twitch* She played the Eva Cassidy CDs I had burnt off for her but my speakers are horrible on the bass, so we couldn't have it up too loud. Backstage I heard a guitar strumming; I could tell it was Michael's immediately and I found him, Alexa and Darrin in the supposed "mens" dressing room ((country theatre, it doesn't really matter)). Despite having known him since 99 I discovered that Darrin is like me in that if you give him a guitar for him to play and sing along to before a major performance the nerves clear right up.

Particularly when he started singing Poof the Magic Drag Queen.

East Wind were in the first act; some may recall this is Michael and Alexa's folk group, which includes two Renmarkiens David and David. One is McNaughton and the other Rosenthal. Right after that Darrin had his two swing numbers, Mr. Bojangles and New York New York. I'm regretting not bringing my mp3 along because you seriously should have heard his grunge voice for the voice of Mr. Bojangles, plus he nailed that high last note in New York New York and held it for longer than I thought he ever could. Through the roof mate!

In the second act - after that unfortunate episode with the she-man from the crowd it was time for the Cosi trio. When we started singing there was a horrible whinning noise coming from the speakers; turns out my mic was too close.

"It's always my fault."

Decent laughter from the audience, hazah! I'm rather glad that interference happened, it broke the ice.

And then Darrin - as I suspected he would - began to sing How Do You Solve A Problem Like Maria? He got a right smack on the elbow when we were backstage after that, which isn't that bad considering that whilst we were on stage Michael had looked to him and proclaimed: "You're dead, Trandy."

The lighting they had used for Michael during the sound track was different to the one they used Friday night; he couldn't see the music at all so at times we were out of sync by whole phrases *gack!* and he also said that he wasn't able to hear us; unfortunately he happened to be right in a dead spot. We got through it though; then it was Darrin and I for Time to Say Goodbye ((blasted rhymes!!)). Man did I choke! I didn't even have to look to know that Desiree was watching from the wings, I could feel her presence and it was putting me off.

And another thing, why is singing "no no no e sisto no piu" ((I think ... ? XD)) a lot easier to sing a tone higher and with Darrin than it is to sing the same musical phrase of "veduto e visuto conte" a tone lower and on your own?!

Music is a strange beast.

But we did it! We're alive! Hated my last 3 notes, but we're still standing.

And then the brass band ended up closing the show right after u with Wheels, Basin St. Blues and City of Lights.

Needless to say Michael and Darrin were already well into another glass of port as the band was closing the show. A few photos, a few laughs, then we had to face the audience. I know this might sound odd but I am extremely nervous when being forced to talk to people I don't know. What's more I have a slight case of claustrophobia ((not horribly much, but country living hasn't exactly raised me to be social)). I really can't bear standing around whilst people come up to me and remark on how I look and how I sounded. I definitely don't have an inner prima donna; if I ever did she has probably died of claustrophobia. I'm not very good with complements as I wasn't raised on them, so when I started getting them a few years' ago it hit me like an alien probe and I still haven't gotten used to it.

RAAAAAAAAAMBLING.

Afterwards Darrin, mother and I met up at Maccas for burgers and Chi Tea - mum had a cappuccino, which I had had on sound check night actually. Mother doesn't approve of food like that so I was surprised she agreed, but as the show had run a half hour later than it was supposed to and talking to the audience had taken another half hour', a cup of coffee for the hour' drive home appealed to her.

It was 20 past midnight by the time we left. Got home at 20 past one and I ended up watching Book of Shadows: Blair Witch 2 before finally getting to bed at 4 - only to get up at 6:30 because the damn Nippy's timing is still in my system after all this time.

So ... it's been an interesting week.

[jazzgirl1960]

That's more like a week and a half Mar!

I'm the same about complements and questions... they make me very uncomfortable. When ever someone complements me on something I've either done or made/cooked etc. I just change the subject as quick as I can, cause I don't know what else to do!
By the way tell Michael that we'd love a recording of 'Poof the Magic Drag Queen' sounds like fun to me!

[Marie-Cris]

lol it was Darrin who did that; he's hunting around for the lyrics so he'll probably bring them to choir tomorrow night and if I get a copy I'll zap it up.

[sanderella59]

I'm with you Mar & Jazz about the whole compliment thing. I used to try to fail exams at school so I could blend in not stand out by becoming top of the class! How dumb is that. hated being thought of as a spock! Now I couldn't give a stuff but no-one ever teaches you how to be gracious about receiving compliments. Perhaps it's part of the whole Aussie thing of underplaying your achievements so we are all at one level? God that was deep and profound! The only thing I'm happy being complimented on is my cooking cos even I can acknowledge that I'm freakin' fantastic at that!

[neh]

Good on you sanerella - i can't cook to save my life! And Mar, the things you get to do and then recount with a perfectly casual manner astound me - you may not have an inner prima donna, but you are a true and pro performer, missy!
And i agree with you all - compliments never make me feel better - instead i always feel i must aruge against them, or i feel indebted or guilty or something.....

[Marie-Cris]

lol the only reason I sound casual is because I give myself at least a good 12 - 24 hours' before recounting it ((the many years' of writing performances in my strange writ have given me a hell of a lot of practice)). Any earlier and I wouldn't be able to say a thing.

Oh and I just found this on msn; sorry to laugh, but I really disliked her attitude.

That was profound! I'm tempted to slap that on a banner and hang it somewhere. And ... I can't cook either. I can, physically, yes, but I'm not creative enough to experiment with foods ((lest I poison someone)).

[sanderella59]

I'm with you Marie. Enough with the vocal gymnastics and the butter-wouldn't melt in her mouth meekness! Hated her from day one. *toast*

[nat]

Apparently I have just won a competition from Limelight Magazine! Yipee! I never win anything. I can remembering entering it but I can't remember what the prize was, guess I'll find out soon enough.

[Marie-Cris]

OMG Congrats! What did you win?

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[nat]

not sure yet, the lady said she will send it out to me asap so will let you guys know when it arrives. probably nothing too exciting but at least i actually won something!
: )

[sanderella59]

Maybe it's dinner for two with the Music theatre/opera star of your choice!!!!!

[Marie-Cris]

*thud*

[nat]

ohhhhhh that would be nice

[nat]

...however it appears that I couldn't ever be that lucky. I just found out its a subscription to Limelight Magazine, which I'm already subscribed to! Kind of funny really.

[Marie-Cris]

lol what?! Crazy stuff.