|In Which we re-work everything we've done thus far...
||[May. 21st, 2004|06:39 am]
Miss Von Trapp
|||||Nick Cave and the Bad Seeds : Where The Wild Roses Grow||]|
“As I see it, life is an effort to grip before they slip
through one’s fingers and slide into oblivion, the
startling, the ghastly or the blindingly exquisite fish of
the imagination, before they whip away on the endless
current and are lost for ever in oblivion’s black ocean.”
- Mervyn Peake (text we're using/illustrating physically)
Theatre this evening...
Hmm... We have about a week and a half to go before performance (Saturday 29th) and only last night and a tech run this coming Sunday to rehearse, but - what can I say?
I think the word is *shambolic*
Worked on a couple of our pieces; poor Jojo has taken on more than he expected as Rod is away in France this week with Junior Youth Theatre...
The fact that:
a) nobody has a clue what they're doing...
b) it sort of runs together but is very messy...
...is, in my opinion, a good sign.
NOTHING SHOULD BE POLISHED TILL WE HIT *THE FEAR*...
Rushed to work, spent most of the night entertaining/irritating Jui-ehh!! by conversing in a silly accent which could only be described as mockney/that woman off 'Gimme Gimme Gimme'...
I had too much sugar and had a hyper-hour between 4 and 5am...
Shared a taxi home, have a sunlight migraine, going to bed.
Stuff to do today; shopping and whatnot - must buy the Herald as Black Catz (and most probably me) will be in it...best get some sleep!!
(apologies in advance - heard them at work tonight)
Did you hear about the mouse who overdosed on Viagra??
He went storming round the kitchen, yelling: "Where's the f**king pussy now?!?'
Did you hear about the new Viagra eye drops??
Won't improve your sex life...but they'll make you look hard!!