Thing 1: I just can't.
There's a lot gone on this week. The shooting at Pulse in Orlando, and the huge outpouring of grief and solidarity from LGBTQIA people and straights alike. The death of MP Jo Cox. The enduring arsehattery of Donald Trump. The ridiculous Brexit flotilla and the almost as ridiculous Geldof rebuttal boat. Farage's 'Breaking Point' poster, the one that echoes actual, literal Nazi propaganda.
It is... vexing. I am vexed. That is a dramatic understatement.
I could probably have made a Things and Stuff just about this, but I'm not going to. Because life, when it goes on, continues to go on.
I could probably have made a Things and Stuff just about this, but I'm not going to. Because life, when it goes on, continues to go on.
I will say that I've already posted my vote for the EU Referendum, because I'll be away with choir on Thursday (of which, more below). I've voted Remain, for a variety of reasons, partly having to do with ideological opposition to meaningless nationalism and the demonisation of immigrants, partly because I just don't see what possible practical benefit leaving would have. So there's my political statement for this week.
Thing 2: Many Singings
Communal singing boosts your oxytocin levels, according to some research I heard about once and can't be bothered to google because it sounds legit. I'm glad I'm doing a lot of it at the moment. Tired, but glad.
Singing 1 - Morricone at Blenheim Palace
This is really exciting! Morricone himself will be there conducting, the music is to die for and the setting should be fabulous... even more so if it doesn't pour with rain.
Fun, bizarre, challenging stuff from composer Lera Auerbach. It is definitely peculiar and hopefully should be as much fun to listen to as to sing. Including the bit with the Donald Trump reference. Yes, really... sort of.
pretty (c) CEFC/John Bradfield |
Singing 3 - Reflections
A mixed concert of lovely stuff in St James' Picadilly. Including Eric Whitacre's Water Night, Stanford's The Blue Bird, and Man In The Mirror. Yes, that one.
Thing 3: shadow cat
This is Midnight. He is a black hole masquerading as a cat. This is the first time he's been seen using the kitty seat for sitting in. It's very exciting. He may actually be learning how to cat.
Thing 4: Tony, Tony
Thing 3: shadow cat
This is Midnight. He is a black hole masquerading as a cat. This is the first time he's been seen using the kitty seat for sitting in. It's very exciting. He may actually be learning how to cat.
Also pictured, his sister's white back paw and not any of the rest of her because again, black hole cat. (c) me |
Hamilton won 11 Tony Awards, and the opening number was amazing, and... well, it gave me some not entirely pleasant feelings about the actual achievability of the dream of performing and then some feelings that I probably ought to put those feelings aside and enjoy the **magic of broadway** because it really was very awesome, and then I went away and wrote half a scene from the drag queen book I'm not supposed to be writing because I am the worst. (One of them loves musicals. A LOT. I'm definitely going to need to brush up on my song quote copyright law before I actually write this book.)
Also, this pair of speeches. Good god, Lin-Manuel, you precious angel cupcake, what is your face.
You call Tommy Kail and you say what's next? (c) Tony Awards
Now fill the world with music, love and oh god nope I can't even type this without tearing up (c) Tony Awards
Thing 5: Weekend Warrior
One more dawn. One more day. One deadline more. (For the moment.)
Gif possibly may not be accurate come Sunday night but hopefully (c) Friends |