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Cat and Otherwise Photos
It's Friday, so it's cat blogging day. But I've got a lot of work to do on the plays, so I've been concentrating on that. I spent most of the day spread out on the bed looking at the fragments of Spell I have so far and trying to organize them and write new bridging material, with the help of my iPod and the inspirational mix I've made for this show . . . Moni walked across my pages and hunkered down above me in a stack of unused stereo speakers and shoulder bags: Hooker, meanwhile, became demonic in the living room: And that was all I could get of the cats today. There were a couple of good items on Modern Mechanix, though, including this ad: And this article asking an important question: Almost done with the work for the day. Didn't realize how much I grit my teeth when I work - my last dentists have pointed out I have some serious bone growths in my upper jaw from grinding/gritting my teeth. Now, mostly recovered from the teeth pulling, the gritting I've been doing today has caused a VERY sore lower jaw. Well, almost done anyway. Almost dinner time.
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Morning Flashes
It's real early in the morning. Berit and I both got tired and went to bed much earlier than usual, and have both woken up much earlier than usual, even considering bedtime, both of us feeling unwell for different reasons. So, she's sitting in a bubble bath reading Dashiell Hammett's The Continental Op and I'm given up on either trying to fall back asleep or wake up completely - neither is a go. And as it's Friday, might as well get the weekly ritual done. Here's a random ten from the iPod this morn: Heck of an odd, all-over-the-place mix. Nice. More good stuff coming up after these, too - The Animals, "House of the Rising Sun." Nice. Rehearsals continue well. Ambersons is mostly blocked, and looking good. Harder work to come, but we're ahead of where we usually are at this point. I've had to cancel a couple of rehearsals each of Everything Must Go and Spell - it's got to the point where I have to write script now to move forward with each - which was after a few rehearsals of EMG and only one Spell meeting. Had some breakthroughs in writing Spell yesterday and got quite a few pages done, which I now have to transcribe into the computer from my longhand journal. I have to get Berit to organize and type out her notes from the work we did on both shows with the actors, so I can have it handy and I can send it to them. No work on Harry in Love since the first reading. More next week on that one. Just took a couple of photos of Hooker and Moni - unlike usual, used a flash as the room is dim, and got some odd, interesting distortions: Okay, time for cereal, coffee, and work on Spell . . .
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Friday Random Ten and Cats with 24 Teeth Remaining
With the morning oatmeal and coffee (and advil), the standard Friday posting, pretty much . . . The iPod has 25,624 tracks in it, and here's what comes up on random today: As always, miss the partner, miss the kitties. Got pictures, at least. Here's Moni on Berit's lap: And Hooker on his favorite chair: At least I have a loaner cat up here, Bappers: Okay, work to do on the shows; back to it . . .
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Friday List and Photos Again
Well, got most of the other business out of the way in yesterday's post, so just the usual weekly bag here, pretty much. Still, too much to do in too little time. I have to get over to The Brick early today, and maybe pick up a prop for Penny Dreadful on the way (and not really on the way). Then I have to dry-tech Penny, writing the light cues as I can today so we will just have to tweak them (I hope) during our limited tech time tomorrow morning. And maybe Jeff will have some notes for me for light changes in Babylon Babylon from last night's preview - tonight is the opening and opening night party, so I have to get all cleaned up and ready for that before I go, too, though it's many many hours away now. I was trying to come up with a really REALLY cool live special effect for one sequence in Penny - it isn't necessary, but MAN it would add to the sequence. Unfortunately, I haven't been able to find the materials I need to create the effect, and there's only a 50% chance it would work anyway. Maybe. I could keep searching for what I need to build the rig today, but I still need time to work on my lines (being able to walk around and do the scenes in The Brick will help), and the lines are definitely more important than the effect, so I guess I'll let that go. Damn. It would have been so f-ing cool. Ah, well, need to get moving - here's today's Random Ten from the iPod: Two Deviants tracks? Huh. And, appropriately, a song called "Babylon." I wonder what kind of playlist I could make up if I used "babylon" as a search term - maybe something to play at the opening night party tonight . . . (this is The Misfits recording an album of surf-instrumental covers of their songs under another name) Well, that's kinda fun, but the songs basically fall into two categories, really laid back and mellow (1,3,5,7, and 9) or REALLY loud n' punky (2,4,6,8,10, and 11). Maybe not the best party mix. I'll have it ready anyway. Okay, and today's pictures of the cats, who were not very cooperative in being cute and all and making for interesting photos. Here's Moni in a "thoughtful" moment (she has no brain): Hooker in an "about-to-cause-trouble" moment: Berit trying to hug Moni and play a computer game (and hold the cat still for the picture) at the same time: And Hooker enjoying his favorite headrest, my extended hand: Okay, gotta run and clean myself up and go get stuff ready at The Brick for shows and parties.
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The Car The Car The Car Is On Fi-Uh!
Luckily, it wasn't MY car. I've been working 13-hour days getting the lights ready for Babylon Babylon - it's taken me a LOT longer than I expected to get them ready, as always happens when I have to do a considerable rehang on my own (I need to always multiply my estimated time x2 when a solo rehang is involved). Yesterday, I had to finish cabling, then focus all 28 lights being used in the show, which involved bringing up a light individually, running down the ladder from the booth, up the 12-foot ladder to the grid to focus (sometimes up and down several times as I adjusted my lighting "standins" - two extended mic stands with paper taped to the top) then back up the ladder to the booth. Repeat x 28. Big fun. I probably looked pretty silly, too, as I had brought and was wearing my pyjama pants to work in, but no one else was going to be there, and it made it a lot more comfortable. The show itself is still coming together, and is almost there. There are previews tomorrow night (which will be rough, but it needs an audience to move forward) and next Thursday (which should be fine and slick) before opening a week from tonight. I still have to go in and finish writing the cues, and make the fixes from what I saw last night. I'll try and take some pictures of the run tonight to share. Oh, right, pictures! That's what I started the story about. So anyway, I was up on the ladder, focusing, when there was a car horn honking out in front that got more and more insistent, then just held down and wouldn't stop. I stomped down the ladder, and for some reason had the idea that it was our landlord honking - he's never done that, so I don't know why I thought this, but when I'm parked in the "free" space in front of The Brick sometimes (it's a former driveway, so there's no meter there, and you can stay there all day without paying or getting a ticket), he will come in and order me to move so he can have "his" spot for his big green Expedition - Berit always gets angry about this ("It's NOT his spot!"), and it's a pain, but well, he's the landlord. Best to stay friendly. So I open the front door of The Brick and find myself looking at the landlord's car right in front, the alarm going off, with constant honk, lights flashing, and wipers going, and a GIANT plume of fire coming through a hole in the hood that it has obviously burned through. Impressive. So I ran back inside and to the rear of the theatre (I know that, Hollywood notwithstanding, cars generally don't blow up, but seeing that much fire coming from one is unnerving) and called the FDNY. Someone probably got them before me, because almost immediately after, I could hear the hoses going, and thought it was safe to grab my camera . . . Wish I'd gotten some with the actual fire, but oh well . . . I feel bad for the landlord, but at the same time there's that evil part of me with the tiny inward grin remembering all the times I was in the middle of a good rehearsal process and was interrupted with the yell that I had to move my vehicle, NOW! I told a couple of people about the past incidents and they shrugged and said "Karma." (Berit, with a big "comic" take, called it "car-ma." ugh.) So, back to the theatre, but first, todays random ten and cats - from the iPod today: Wasn't able to take any new cat pictures with everything going on this week, but I have a couple sitting around that weren't the best from past weeks. Here's a nice pudgy Hooker-cat on a shelf, wishing I'd stop bothering him: And with Moni on a chair, almost in their Yin-Yang Kitty pose: Tomorrow morning, we have the first meeting/work session for Spell. Sunday, rehearsal for Penny Dreadful in the early morning and The Magnificent Ambersons in the evening. I'm tired, but it's a GOOD tired.
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Another Friday Afternoon
And another week done gone by. Tonight, more Ambersons work. Tomorrow, no work on shows, but off to a gallery opening of drawings by Ivy Dachman, my stepmother, in Pound Ridge, NY. Sunday, watch a runthru of Babylon Babylon to figure out the lights, and more work on Everything Must Go in the evening. Monday and Tuesday are nominally "off," but there's work I have to do on the lights for Babylon Babylon, and it looks like I need to see a dentist about pulling these last two wisdom teeth, one of which is giving me some problems - and figuring out if it will actually be cheaper for me to drive up to Maine and have the dentist I see up there do it rather than go someplace local (which seems to be the case, but I don't know if I can take off for two days at this point and deal with Babylon Babylon work). So while I variously use what I have on hand to deal with the tooth pain (advil, vicodin, etodolac, single-malt scotch), a Friday Random Ten, from the 25,630 on the iPod: That was a great Randomosity to get me pepped up and less-miserable (I have to try and remember that "Editions of You" can always make me happy-peppy whenever I need it)! And here's the Friday Cat Photos -- Hooker resenting me bugging him this morning while he's trying to take a nap on one of Berit's clothes shelves: Moni resenting Berit trying to hold her still this morning for a nice picture for the blog: And the two of them, beyond resentment, having a nice nap together last night: Finally, two pieces of video humor. First, a silent piece of Flash animation imagining a phone conversation between a couple of pop stars: ( P Diddy Calls Bjork About a Duet ) And this was apparently all over the net a few days ago, but it wasn't anywhere I saw it immediately, so maybe you missed it, too - a side of the Muppets I'd never seen before: ( Beaker Sings Something Different ) (more info on this can be found HERE, if you need it) Favorite quote from elsewhere today -- Warren Ellis and Ben Templesmith have an idea while chatting on Twitter (as reported on Ellis' site): templesmith: I want Ray Winstone & Ian McShane in an hour long tv show where all they do is sit in a room & discuss how to kill ppl with cockney accents warrenellis: we must write that show. Call your agents. It could be called THOSE BASTARDS. templesmith: SOLD sir. Back to work . . .
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Trapped in a World I'm Trying to Make
Last night's rehearsal went great. {phew} I wound up with only four actors plus myself, but we set up the basic set, played the music, I described what ideas I had at that point, and immediately new, good ones began appearing, as the piece began to come clear. Good discussions with the actors as well, and I'll have to be on my toes and keep up with them. I had planned one scene that took place out of the office setting where the rest of the show takes place, but had always been disturbed by leaving the setting for just the one scene - I figured it would work anyway, as the sequence is kind of a big, exciting, flashy one. I got called on that by an actor last night, who noted the structure and feel of the piece seems to demand the unity of staying in the office the whole time. And, yeah, he's right. So I have to rethink that scene. Dammit. The assembled came up with several good suggestions for that, but just starts in the right direction, no solutions. My nerves have pretty much abated on this show - it opens way off on July 30, and in a few hours last night, I solved maybe half of the confusion in myself about what was going to happen in the "blank spaces." I also discovered I need to find two more songs to put in to make transitions work, and one other song I have in there may not work. Now I'll see if I still have all the actors I thought I had for this show. I could do it with the ones I know I have now, but it's a bit heavy on the female side onstage right now, and that doesn't work right for this show. 25,597 tracks in the iPod - here's a Random Ten for this morning: What th-? Real random, iPod. Two tracks from the same 60s Italian movie soundtrack? (which I think is some kind of softcore "study" of Sweden) Well, I guess that will happen on random. And in the land of cat photos, here's Hooker and Moni curled up together last week . . . And here's one from the last half-hour - Hooker has been sweetly curled up against and around my feet since I got up and got on the couch and computer, purring and making happy grunty noises and mushing his forehead into my toes. So I grabbed the camera to try and get a record of how adorable he was and can be. He stopped being adorable the moment after I took this and took a big chomp into my foot. Ow. I think you may be able to see the transition happening here from sweetness to BAD KITTY . . . Tonight, we show The Magnificent Ambersons (final 88-minute version, of course) on the big big screen at The Brick for cast members and friends who want to come by (if you're in the latter group and I neglected to email you, let me know). Tomorrow, more making stuff up on Everything Must Go. Looking good.
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Friday Stuff - And I See Pinheads With Cadillacs
Tomorrow we start work on the Gemini CollisionWorks shows for 2008. First reading of Ambersons. We will have 15 people out of the 18 people cast (and 21 people that we need) there. That's pretty good, considering how difficult it is to get everyone together with conflicts as they are (I'm going to have the Ambersons cast together in full a total of five times before we open). Today I have to go get scripts copied and do some sound editing (since I'd like to play the Herrmann score under the reading, and some of the tracks run together in ways that won't work so well for that). The scheduling seems to be working better than I'd anticipated. A couple of big problems have come up for a couple people, but mostly I'm getting responses back with either "Oh, here's a couple of conflicts that have come up since my last email" or "All looks good. Great!" Of course, I've only got back 18 responses from the 43 actors cast in the four shows as yet, so I might be looking ahead to big problems, but for now I won't "borrow trouble," as Berit always reminds me. Currently in the iPod, 25,512 songs. Here's what comes up this morning: And this week's kitty photos -- here's Moni on the bed: And with Hooker on Berit's suitcase: And since I've still got a backlog of videos to share, behind the cut are three live performances from Mr. Iggy Pop. First, a 1977 rendition of "The Passenger" in Manchester, England (unfortunately it kinda peters out at the end as it cuts off with the transition to the next song). Then, a short and sweet performance of "I Wanna Be Your Dog" from a 1979 Old Grey Whistle Test. And finally, Iggy & The Stooges from their performance at this year's Rock and Roll Hall of Fame inductions. Oh, no, they weren't inducted, yet again. However, that fine Detroit girl Madonna was, and she herself requested (apparently in protest at them being ignored again) that her hometown boys be the ones to perform her songs at the ceremony. So The Stooges performed "Burning Up" and "Ray of Light" for an obviously pleased Madonna and some confused-looking record company weasels (though there seems to be enough fans in the audience to give them a pretty good ovation at the end). The Stooges and Madonna. Below. Enjoy.
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Penny Dreadful and The Standard Friday Bag
Not a lot of time for much of a Friday post - I need to be finishing the sound and video segments for tomorrow's Penny Dreadful episode. We ran the episode twice last night in the space, and it looks and sounds great thus far. A "special guest actor" who will be appearing in the next episode came by to record a voiceover by his character that precedes him in this one -- the next episode, directed by Michael Gardner, is mostly a conversation between me as George Westinghouse and this actor as . . . someone else famous. I'm now growing my facial hair out so I can wind up with Westinghouse's distinctive walrusy look by next month - I'll trim it like that for the weekend of the show, then take the whole thing off and go to my new warm-weather look with no beard and lighter hair. I have to get a little sound work and a lot of video work done now -- and in not much time if I want to see Cat's Cradle tonight. I realized only a couple of days ago that my sickness had knocked out all the opportunities for me to see any of the UTC#61 shows at Walkerspace, as I had Penny Dreadful all the remaining days. Tonight, I was planning on going into The Brick post-Notes from Underground and pre-teching the show before the tech proper tomorrow morning. Well, it's pretty bad form not to see any of the UTC shows (I am on the artistic board of the company, after all), so I'm going to try and make it to the show tonight, then rush over to The Brick and work there from 10.30 pm onward. If I wind up there past 3 am, I'll just spend the night and be there ready to go for the 9.00 am tech. So here's the info about this cool show: So, here's the first ten random from the iPod of 25,532 this morning, as Hooker circles me, determined to get onto a lap that isn't really there, and where he will just cause more trouble: Back to work. See you at the show.
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The Slow Fade
The illness slowly abates. Yesterday began with one of those false start mornings where you wake up feeling almost completely normal and can get suckered in to going about your normal routine, but then the sickness creeps back up on you and you've just made it worse by being active again too soon. Luckily, I was not fooled and stayed inactive. So, better, but not great. And I've definitely caught Berit's conjunctivitis and will have to go get a prescription for eyedrops ASAP. Meanwhile, work on shows slows. Casting nearly done on my four shows for June and August (to recap, June: The Magnificent Ambersons: A Reconstruction; August: Harry in Love by Richard Foreman, and two originals, Spell and Everything Must Go), but now I have to focus on Penny Dreadful for the next week and two days. Bryan and Matt, as writer-producers, have been handling a lot of things for me during this sick-week, which has been a big load off my mind. I've been able at least to plan out most of my music cues for the show. Using all Bernard Herrmann, I think. I'm currently having a big internal debate about whether to underscore one tense, nasty, and dialogue-free scene with nothing but the sound of a ticking grandfather clock - my first instinct - or to set it all to Susan Alexander Kane's aria from Citizen Kane (in a recording where it's actually sung well by Kiri Te Kanawa), which actually times out perfectly with the dramatic beats and rises and falls of the scene. There are advantages and disadvantages to both, and each would play better for a different kind of house, but of course I have no idea what the house will be like until the show is running. So I just have to mock it up first and look at it both ways and then see if that makes things easier. The purity of the scene with just the clock keeps being appealing to me, and I wonder if I like the idea of doing it with the music because it will make the scene seem a bit more "tour-de-force" and directorially showy. Then I wonder if the clock way is too pure, too sparse, and will suck the life out of the scene while being formally interesting, and the music way will keep the scene theatrically alive and give it the power it's supposed to have. I shouldn't be afraid of the grand, showy gesture when it's appropriate. This is a melodrama, after all. Gotta love a script with a page-and-a-half of nothing but stage directions for me to interpret as I'd like - and actually, the scene before the big wordless scene is another dialogue-free scene of about 3/4ths of a page. So I have about 5 minutes or so of pure movement and sound and light to put together toward the climax of this piece. As much as I love working with actors on getting line readings right, sometimes I just like to focus on eyes, fingers, and body postures and tell stories that way. It's a pretty easy script to stage, luckily (in the the pure blocking sense of "where does this person move now?" - I can see the best way immediately and don't have to think about it). And it'll work nicely in the front space of The Brick the way it's set up now (with no audience risers). If the space I have to work with in the theatre is a big square seen from above, and you split it with a diagonal line from lower left to top right, I'm putting the audience in the right half and the stage on the left. I can use the staircase and entrance walkway from Notes from Underground as sets in very appropriate ways, and there are plenty of lights available in this part of The Brick now (as opposed to last month's Penny). Looking forward to showing up tomorrow and starting to direct this thing. A nice feeling, being in just as director on this one - really feels like being jobbed in on a TV show that you really like or something - you know the drill, the format, and you can't break it or bend it so much, but you can have a lot of fun within it. And for once, being in as director/designer means only as director/designer, and not also as line producer or production manager, so I get to just focus on my proper jobs, while Matt, Bryan, and the rest of the regular PD crew handle everything else. A very excellent Random Ten this morning from out of 25,224 in the iPod. Good way to start the day: And some recent kitty pictures - focusing on the very pretty Moni. Here she is doing her imitation of an apostrophe ('): Close up of sleeping sweetness: And with a blurred Hooker - but she's the one with the adorable face here . . . Well, I'm mostly over the sickness, but not completely yet (there's a reason I've been up since 4.30 am, after a couple hours sleep that was apparently spent sweating about five gallons worth into the bedding), which means I need to now go spend another day of forced relaxation (which has actually been quite boring) so I'll be ready to start work tomorrow. Needed a cheery time last night, so we watched Myra Breckinridge, Blazing Saddles, Dark Star, and Kentucky Fried Movie (didn't quite make it to Modesty Blaise, which was next on the playlist). Before that, mainly Warner Bros. cartoons for days on end. I'm running out of "fun" stuff to watch -- oh, that's right, we haven't stuck to just the happy films: I also watched Peter Greenaway's cruel and amazing film The Baby of Macon and Peter Brook's Marat/Sade, which seem to have joined Ken Russell's The Devils and Godard's Tout Va Bien on a list of "France-related, incredibly depressing movies that have something to do with my original August shows in some strange abstract way that I can't at all articulate yet but when I figure it out will help me crack those shows right open." An unwieldy name for a list, but as accurate as you can get. Okay, medicine and back to bed maybe.
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Friday Get-It-Done Randomosity and a Cat Picture
Said most of what I have to say in the big post from late last night. On the plate: my four shows, Bryan Enk and Matt Gray's Penny Dreadful, Edward Einhorn's Cat's Cradle, oh, right, and Aaron Baker's 3800 Elizabeth, which I'm going to have to help in taking over the management of as Berit will be house managing for Edward most of the next month. Got about three hours of sleep - woke up early, restless, just as Berit decided to come to bed, which woke me up more, and too much to drop off again. I have to wake Berit up in a few hours, and go off to The Brick a couple hours after that, but maybe I'll get a little more sleep in. I hope. The iPod's at 23,913 songs now, so what comes up on random? Yes, Peggy Lee does Sly Stone. Bizarre. Well, that was going nice and morning-mellow until the Monks song showed up, though oddly the NIN song following was relatively calm again - not what I would have expected. I'm pretty tapped out on good cat photos, it appears. We've taken a few hundred since we got the camera at Xmas - really - but the vast majority of them didn't come out well, or are near repeats of ones I've already posted. I have to work this coming week to get at least three good photos, one of Hooker, one of Moni, and one of the two of them. Well, here's me and Hooker from a couple nights ago . . . Nothing to see online right now it appears. Boring morning. Work done for now, have to wait for more later. Maybe I can sleep. If not, loud music.
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Friday Holding Patterns - Random Ten, Cats, Whatever
Work proceeds on the four shows. Darius Stone has joined the cast of Harry in Love - waitaminit, Darius has the same name as a character Ice Cube played in some movie? Well, that's a pain for Google searches. I now have lists of the "preferred" casts for each of the four shows - each of which, apart from Harry, with its nice little six characters, has had to expand by two to four actors as I realize I need more performers and different types in the casts. Emails are out, waiting to hear back for the next step. I have a handful of people to audition as well. Also been working out the calendar for both myself and The Brick for the rest of the year. Looks good. Looks busy, but not crazy. There are now 22,998 songs in the iPod - let's see what comes up this morning . . . I was thinking it was a pretty boring mix this morning - songs I'm glad to have in the iPod, but none that leapt out at me and made me really glad to hear them this morning - and then the Brothers Johnson track showed, and made me quite happy, though it's also a kind of overcast song for an overcast morning, and then the Beefheart just made all good. And the Budd/Eno matches the rain and light on the window. What for cat photos today? Well, most of my photos are of the cats being hugged or lying around like meatloaves. Are they active? You bet. As when Berit discovers that a fake flower lying around from old props has caught Hooker's attention, and she dangles it for him . . . He goes for it, getting the brief attention of Moni, who has the attention span of a goldfish . . . Causing her to make a leap at it, to his surprise . . . Getting it briefly in her paws, she sniffs it and finds it uninteresting . . . And she immediately moves on, forgetting the toy ever existed, and the more determined Hooker continues the assault . . . Okay, I have a few things to do around here today (mainly descend to the dank prop storage in the basement and find some costumes I'm going to loan to Henry Akona for Hiroshima - some lab coats and a "radiation suit," which is actually Edward Einhorn's anyway, that I borrowed for the midget spaceman avatar in Symphony of Rats and put on The Brick's effigy of Santa Claus). Go wake Berit now and get on with the day - amazing that the construction in the apartment next door hasn't woken her, it's unnerving me and scaring the cats. Don't know what they're doing, but it's sounded like they've had the bathroom wall out over there for weeks and weeks now. We can hear the conversations they're having in there as if we're in the same room, which makes it unnerving at times to use the john while they're over there yelling at each other about how best to do something - it sounds like someone who lives in the apartment doing the work with a friend or relative who either is a contractor, or has a lot of experience with remodeling, or at least thinks he does. As Berit says, after trips to the bathroom listening to their profane "discussions," "I've never learned so much about grout in all my life!"
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Friday Standard Cat and Random Ten Post or So
Berit got on one of her up-all-night schedules, and has rehearsal early tomorrow, so she stayed up as long as she could (29 hours or so straight) until crashing - now I have the nice computer so I can do this, while at the same time fixing up some cat photos in Photoshop, printing out out a copy of the cut-down Harry in Love script, and punching holes in the just-printed-out Magnificent Ambersons script. Yeah, we made a start-of-several-projects run to Staples today for paper, inkjet cartridges, binders, pens, sharpies, notebooks, mechanical pencils and the other supplies we need at this point in great volume. Also got the car's tires rotated and wheels aligned. Good productive stuff. Oh, and listening to the random ten for Friday on the iPod (22,680 songs): So two other people have joined in (besides Timothy Reynolds) on Ambersons - Walter Brandes as Uncle Jack and Shelley Ray as Lucy, and I'm reading someone for George on Sunday - I have a good feeling about that, too. Still waiting to hear from the Isabel and Aunt Fanny I've asked. Waiting on asking more people as the rest of the group depends on the casting of these first roles. Have to get the rest of the people on Harry In Love, too - currently have Josephine Cashman, Ken Simon, and Walter Brandes (again), need two others. Have good ideas for one person, nothing at all for the other . . . Last Merry Mount on Sunday - have the understudy for that, which is great. Seeing Bitch Macbeth tomorrow night (finally!). Then things are pretty open for me to get my shows together. Though I will be directing the Penny Dreadful episode for March. And Berit will be dealing with Aaron Baker's live sitcom at The Battle Ranch, 3800 Elizabeth, and house managing the several weeks of UTC#61 shows at Walkerspace as well as making props for Edward Einhorn's adaptation of Vonnegut's Cat's Cradle playing in those weeks. So we'll be busy, no question. Oh, right, almost forgot . . . cat pictures . . . Hooker ponders (on Berit's foot) . . . Moni ponders (on the couch) . . . Moni continues to ponder (about the window) while Hooker has come to a decision in his pondering: He wants a belly rub . . .
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Merry Mount and Your Normal Friday Ranch Stash
Last night we had some fine fine runthrus of Merry Mount over at The Battle Ranch. We got it down. Tonight, we open. So . . . Four performances only! Merry Mount by Trav S.D., based on "The May-Pole of Merry Mount" by Nathaniel Hawthorne directed by Ian W. Hill part of Hawthornicopia at Metropolitan Playhouse with Eric Bailey (except Jan. 18), Irina Belkovskaya, Danny Bowes, Patrick Cann, Michael Criscuolo, Ian W. Hill, Doua Moua, Robert Pinnock, Brandi Robinson, Julia C. Sun, Elizabeth Toft Friday, Jan. 18 at 7.00 pm; Saturday, Jan. 19 at 10.00 pm; Tuesday, Jan. 22 at 7.00 pm; Sunday, Jan. 27 at 1.00 pm. at Metropolitan Playhouse, 220 East 4th Street, between Avenues A & B $18 (AEA members free) (note - Merry Mount is a 15-minute-long opener for the 50-minute Little Edie and The Marble Faun by David Lally, which you should stay for if you're coming to see the first one . . .) Berit spent quite some time yesterday at The Brick making up the maypole, which is quite impressive (and its 10-foot height will be even more impressive on the Metropolitan's stage) - I completely forgot to take pictures of it, though I brought the camera, but I will today - there's still some work to do on it before opening. So, as to this Friday morning's random iPod (22,463 songs) listening:
And as for cat photos, Three Moods of Hooker - goofy . . . and at rest (with friend) . . . Ah, well, soon time to get moving - we're going to the theatre early to finish work on the maypole (which will be a fun parking situation, I'm sure) - or rather, B will finish that while I run around for some last prop pieces I still don't have. And, as I'm understudying a part with lines tonight (I'm otherwise an extra in this), I have to go over my lines. Again and again. More tomorrow.
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Random Merry Merry Friday Ten and Cat Blogging
Whew. Kept meaning to post in the past week, but just got busy. Directing Trav S.D.'s Hawthorne adaptation, Merry Mount, for Hawthornicopia has wound up being harder in some ways than anticipated. It's a short show - maybe 13 minutes - and I have a great cast of principals, and we're all set on the "actorial" stuff, if you get my drift (though we went down a wrong path at first - too serious - and had to go back and fix it - add some camp), but around all the acting are things that are necessary to the script that are a bit of a pain. Like period costumes (Colonial Massachusetts). A maypole that must function as a maypole, and also be breakaway (and set up and collapse in a small space without hitting anyone). A pagan song and dance (with 6-8 actors in small, non-speaking roles). Yeah, nice easy stuff. All of this is pretty much taken care of now, but it wound up eating a lot more time than anticipated (and causing more stress). All good now, except I can never convince myself that all is good, of course, and I go around worrying about things that are either taken care of or I can't do anything about anyway. I'm a schmuck. When not directing or worrying about Merry Mount, I'm working on things for the June/August shows, primarily the scripts for Harry in Love and The Magnificent Ambersons: To the left is the book with the transcript of Welles' cut of Ambersons, to the right, a copy of Richard Foreman's typescript of Harry in Love. Both are long. Since Ambersons has to be adapted to a playscript, I'm typing that in and trying to turn it into a functional "play" as I go. Harry just needs to be retyped into an electronic format that can be sent around to actors - and also edited down, as the play is just too damned long, so Berit is handling that. We did the full text in the original production of '99, and it was a boulevard comedy (Murray Schisgal/Bruce Jay Friedman-style) that ran 2 hours 50 minutes PLUS two intermissions (totaling another 15 minutes)! And we weren't poky about it, either. The first thing Richard said to me when he saw it, after thanking me for doing it in the first place and complementing my performance, was that it was too long and I should cut it if I did it again. So I am. The original typescript is 159 pages long, and I would like to get 35 pages out of it, if I can without damaging it. Which may not be possible. The play is short on plot and long on character/funny lines, with a careful, rising-hysteria rhythm, so at a certain point it's the accumulation of insanity that makes everything work, and cutting too many of the beats to get there will eliminate any reason for the play's existence at all. I've already made my cuts in the first four scenes in my work copy - there's just one more scene in the play that B has to finish typing - and when the whole thing is in, I'll make these first cuts and see where we stand. I have some ideas for the second level of cuts that will pain me, but I can live with. Then I'll see if I can live with a third set of cuts, reaching into the "brutal" level. I want no more than 2 hrs. 15 min. plus one intermission. If possible. Ambersons is, lengthwise, what it is. We're doing the Welles cut as we can. Probably 2 hrs. 10 min. Maybe a little less. With {sigh} no intermission - we're imitating a movie here; it just wouldn't work. Meanwhile - back in de iPod - there are now 22,046 songs (hooray for better acceptable compression!), and this is what comes up this morning as I type: And as for the kitties, Berit and I continue in our attempt to get a really good photo of Moni by holding her, with mixed success: Especially as she likes to lick Berit's nose: But she and Hooker have been particularly sweet this week for some reason . . . We'll see how long it lasts. Some other excellent news has come up for Gemini CollisionWorks, but it appears I would have to check the exact language for legal reasons before I make a formal announcement. But maybe a few links would be acceptable . . ?
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Tad Late Friday Random Ten, Xmas, and Kitties
Back from Massachusetts and a fine fine Christmas. We were in Mattapoisett, MA with Berit's parents (Gary & Luana), my father and stepmother (Nils & Ivy), Ivy's mother and stepfather (Rita & Jerry) and Ivy's cousin and his date (David & Susan). Phew. A nice bunch. A pleasant holiday. But now we're back, and it's nice to be home, and the kitties were sure as hell overly affectionate when we came in. Just 90 minutes after getting back, though, we have to schlep over to The Brick to help out Frank Cwiklik, Michele Schlossberg and company on the setup for Bitch Macbeth. They're really changing The Brick's layout for this - actually, there will be no seating risers up in the space for the next five months and three shows! - so it's a bit of a mess, as Berit and I saw when we showed up: So Frank and the crew showed up, and we set about fixing some things, techwise - the light board will be on the floor for the show itself, and several lights needed to be rehung (though not as many as would be expected with such a radical change in the space). But eventually, the drive and work caught up with us, and we had to get home, and Berit crashed out pretty soon after. But first I tried to finally get some new Cat Blogging photos. Hooker, my sweet boy, was amenable . . . But Moni, even when being held by Berit, just wouldn't keep still . . . . . . and eventually got upset with the whole situation . . . So, with Berit crashing early, I have some late night time to catch up on the regular Friday routine, a couple of hours late, relaxing with some music as I write this. So here's what shows up on the iPod (21,554 songs) as I relax and wind down . . . Well, that was nice, and now off to bed myself - I have to go back to The Brick tomorrow to finish my tech supervision on Bitch, and then they're on their own, and I'm off to make Merry Mount happen.
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Friday Relaxed Random Ten plus More Links of Disgust
Whoa. For once, I've actually been able to sit back and relax once up here and away from NYC. Not even worrying so much about what COULD possibly be happening that MIGHT be disastrous for me back home. Good. So, a morning Random Ten from the iPod now at 20,766 songs, 72.32 gigs: Meanwhile, a couple of links from our Rotten Sons of Bitches Department . . .
And shortly after Alcott's opinion piece, I was led by Jason Grote to a lovely piece of investigative journalism by Matt Taibbi that just seems to confirm all of Alcott's (and my) worst suspicions about the Administration's view of its job not to be the steward of this country, but to enable its cronies to loot as much from the Treasury and taxpayers as possible during their stint, and then get the hell out of Dodge and leave the mess to be cleared up by others. Depressing and enraging. Some pertinent lines from a film noir (I forget which one) that I quoted in WGW/WGW: And from the Department of Cheering You Up After That Department, There are more in the series, which I haven't watched yet, but I'm glad to know they're all there. Judging from the comments on them I see at YouTube, a LOT of people don't get the joke, and are confused or angered by them. Berit has often commented on how well the British and Japanese do this kind of deadpan humor that so many in the USA don't get (though judging from some of the comments, it's Japanese who are angered by the series - "Don't tell lies about us!"), and Momus, in his piece on these, makes the excellent comparison to the British Look Around You series. Well, I like them. A lot. Also, from Enjoy.
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Friday Random Ten
At home. No rehearsal today, but plenty of work. We recorded a good deal of the dialogue for the backing tracks of World Gone Wrong last night at The Brick. Today, I'll see if I can do some track constructions and mixing. I may have to spend the time pulling out all the CDs and other sources of the backing music and effects that I need.
Unbelievably stupid and awful tie-in novelty song with the Dark Shadows TV show. So bad I have to keep it in here. Yeeesh.
now every mornin i wake up at nine i'm eating cheerios with red wine i'm reading that book but it's not too good cuz my boogie head is made outta wood . . . i like to eat clams with spanish moss i like to go down to mash potato town cuz that's where a boogie boy can get down . . .
And I'm down to the last two usable cat photos I have put up here yet. Need new pictures. Here's Hooker lurking under my chair, waiting for attention:
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Friday Random Ten
Oh, right, it's Friday.
And as I do, these 10 came up first (now out of 21,078):
Okay, this deserves comment - it's wonderful, but a great example of the game of "telephone" being played with cover tunes. Th | |