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Tuesday, November 29, 2005
Husker Du? Irie member.
Listening to:Rent, in my head
Weather:a balmy 45, down from 74 yesterday!!!
It's been a while, but I remember the first live professional musical I saw when I was a kid. It was "They're Playing Our Song," a Neil Simon show with music by Marvin Hamlisch and Carole Bayer Sager. How old was I? 12? Not sure. But it was just awesome, I totally loved the whole experience. Just a couple years after that at summer music camp at WVU I was in the choir and we sang medleys from some stellar musicals like The Music Man and My Fair Lady. I've enjoyed a good showtune ever since those days.

So I've been dying to see Rent ever since I started hearing about it on Broadway years ago. It's a modern La Boheme, and I'm all about Puccini, even though I'm not a big opera fan. Opera incidental music was always fun to play in orchestra, and Manon Lescaut was one of my true favorites. Anyhoo, Rent is out as a film now, and much of the Broadway cast are actually in the film, too, how unusual and cool. I really dug it, and like a good musical, the themes are still bouncing around in my head hours later. Five hundred twenty five thousand six hundred minutes. . .

Bob Mould played the Rosewood, but most unfortunately for me it was on a Thursday night and I couldn't get myself to go out that night. In case you don't recall, he was in the band Husker Du, one of those college radio bands I used to dig on U92 in my own college days. I still remember how to play the opening guitar riff from their self-titled cut, I thought it was the shit. Sorry I missed the show, I'm starting to act like an old fart or something.

My friend Gail has been in total moving hell for a week. I helped her paint the new styley crib on T'giving and friday, then we did a bunch of packing on Saturday and Sunday, and got a truck and friends for the big move Monday. She's a packrat, and she's been in that house for most of a decade, I think, so there was oh so much stuff to wrangle. It was rough on her. But her new place is saweet. We couldn't get it all out Monday, so she's still working at it this week. New digs, fresh energy, groovy.

Oh and I was so impressed with myself. Larry and Liv were expected to go to Wyomissing PA for T'giving, but the weather caused them to stay around here. Since I knew I'd be painting all day, I prepared most of the big meal Wednesday night. Then I roasted cornish hens instead of turkey after I got home Thursday night, so I had a smashing feast of hens, mashed potatoes, green beans, stuffing, cranberry fruit relish, whole wheat rolls, pan gravy, and pumpkin pie all ready an hour and a half after I got home. Yeah, baby, yeah.

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Husker Du? Irie member.