Weekend update

I just realized that I never said how my date went on Tuesday (whoa, I just realized I never mentioned. I had a date on Tuesday). A great time was had by all. We went to see the group Chanticleer, an all male singing group, similar to the Kings Singers. 12 voices, doing everything from Italian Renaissance antiphony, to contemporary chinese vocal soundscapes. One piece they did was Australian influenced, and you could swear that they had a digeridoo hidden in their pants leg (Is that a digeridoo in your pocket or are you just happy to see me?), which then transitioned into a drone, not unlike Tibetan overtone chanting. Just phenomenal, a real treat to hear. The concert was held in a local church, and the place was packed to the rafters. Most of the singers performed in at least two ranges, normal and falsetto, in order to get the soprano sound. However the power and clarity of their tone in falsetto was as strong as a natural soprano. No mics, and the sound filled the church. It was a benefit for a local music society, and there must have been 500 people in there.

We had made plans to play poker on Saturday evening, after the first show, but nobody showed up. It seems that E. was IN a cabaret performance at the college where she works. Of course, S was the only person who was told about this, so nobody else got to see her. Though S even said that she didn't feel like doing anything, and she left the cabaret at intermission; that if she HAD remembered the poker night, she would have backed out. That was the night that was so unproductive for me (the most productive thing about the night was the realization that I can procrastinate for two more weeks). A poker night would have been very welcome. oh well. It'll probably be a few weeks before we can think about doing it again.

Tonight was closing and strike for Over the Tavern. The last show was also totally sold out. Really good to see that many people in our theatre. Strike was laid back. We planned on only doing furniture and props, and all sound and electrics, to make way for the set strike tomorrow. We did manage to get all the props (a buttload of those) packed up and put away back in the storeroom upstairs or down in the basement.

Not looking forward to tomorrow. We have to go to the actor housing and move furniture and fix up the apts. to make them suitable for habitation. Could be a big job. Not like we don't have enough other things to do with our time, say, like, OUR JOBS!

Oh well. enough griping. Now to bed. It's getting cold enough that I'm appreciating the cat sleeping with me...