Friday, February 29, 2008

Christmas Cactus

Ok, I'll admit it - I am behind on blogging about some of my more random activities of the past few weeks. What can I say? Life got in the way. However, today is a Leap Day - so, suspend disbelief and grant me this opportunity to say a few of the more random things on my mind.

This is a picture of my Christmas Cactus.

This Christmas Cactus is proof that my thumb in not completely brown (although at the moment my peace lily would disagree - but that is a topic for another conversation, and clearly will not bring me peace to discuss it here).

As I was saying, this is a picture of my Christmas Cactus. This picture of my Christmas Cactus was taken at wait for it - wait for it - the week after Christmas. I must first make note that the cacti in my apartment started to bloom on December 21 and remained in full flower until well after the 1st of the year. Yes, this is the ideal time for a Christmas Cactus to bloom and proof that my thumb has a little bit of green running through it. Phew, I was worried for a moment that I had lost all of those science inclined tendencies while working in the performing arts. BUt this cactus and it's Christmas blooms, well it has restored faith in my science background. And this faith can justify the tens of thousands of dollars I spent earning a science degree.

Umm, ok, maybe that is a step too far - even if it is leap day.

Ok, perhaps all this picture really proves is that I can keep a plant alive and maybe, just maybe, someday I could keep a pet alive.

What?

What was that you sad?

Cacti by nature are extremely low maintence and are best left unattended.

Drat.

Hmm, well does it count that I have kept these plants alive for over two years? Come on now...that's got to be worth something. Seriously.

Le Sigh.

Nifty Invention

During the last concert set, a friend brought me a gift from Japan. Now, I'll admit this reminds me of the type of gift that my
grandma might bring back from a trip for me. However, the Anylock is a dandy invention. The gizmo provides an airtight seal for plastic bags - like potato chips, frozen veggies and other things that need to be sealed because a single gal does not eat through them as fast as a growing family might. Thankfully, the friend gave me some directions before her departure as she knew I would not be able to read the characters on the label. These AnyLocks have replaced my chip clips and clothespins.

Sunday, February 24, 2008

Temptation

Chocolate; a temptation enough, especially a chocolate rasberry mouse decorated like this one.
However, this chocolate temptation was too much of a temptation for the boys at our table. Before you look, I will confirm - oh yes, they did go there.

Thursday, February 21, 2008

Average Toys for the Average Child

This site claims to have average toys for the average child because not every child can not grow up to be Einstein.

Check out Baby Bush Toys.
(This particular toy is Lil' Looming Disaster Pillow - still has me chuckling)

Friday, February 15, 2008

Erhu

Air who?

I'm busy working on locating repertoire for next season and while I can't reveal many secrets...yet...I can say that I am busy looking for a piece for orchestra and erhu called Horse Racing.

Not sure what an erhu is? Check out this video. If only my Chinese were a little stronger this might not be so complicated to find.

Monday, February 11, 2008

Ah, the Theatre!

Yes, I have probably spent too much time in the theater and that probably contributes to why I can relate to so many of these statements. And yes, actor can be replaced with musician. Here goes:

Ah, the theatre:
-Your weekend consists of Monday, and only Monday.
-"Q" is not just a letter.
-National holidays that fall on Monday seem pointless to you.
-You can only read from a light that is blue.
-You can't remember what daylight looks like.
-You feel naked without a belt with your Maglite, Leatherman, and Gerber.
-You know tie-line has several uses---shoelaces, belts, ponytail holders...
-95% of your wardrobe is black.
-You watch the Super Bowl, waiting for intermission, not half-time.
-You tell more stories of what went wrong on shows you've done than what went smoothly.
-You start wondering what it feels like to be a prop.
-Your diet consists of …… um, when did I eat last?
-Your Halloween costume in some way utilizes running blacks and gaff tape.
-You insist on spelling "theatre" with an "re" not an "er".
-At home, you "strike" your dishes to the kitchen.
-When asked to fix something you hurry and get the Gaff tape.
-You have a favorite place to take naps between shows.
-You never see true daylight more than twice a week.
-When you leave the theater you say you are going out, and when you get back you say your home.
-You haven't had a true DATE for a long time.
-The gaffer tape residue on your hands has become a second skin.
-In the back pocket of all your black jeans, there is a faded area resembling a wrench.
-Red Bull, Cherry Coke, Jolt Cola, Coffee, and Dr. Pepper are your new best friends.
-Items on your birthday/holiday lists: Tools. And for your fantasy wish list: Sleep-in-a-Can, and InstaRespect(Simply sprinkle liberally on actors and they will suddenly feel indebted to you forever.)
-You find yourself waiting at the bus stop, in the summer, when it's 100°in the shade, wearing black pants, a black "Production Crew" t-shirt, black boots / shoes, a black back pack, and black sunglasses.
-You've read the Techie Gospel so many times, you start to question why God didn't use Techies.
-You give and/or recieve MagLites for all special occasions.
-You eat, sleep, and breathe tech.
-You own promotional items from tech companies.
-You keep a list of creative ways to impale actors.
-You paint your room black.
-Someone asks you the time and you reply with "14 minutes 'till places,please."
-You build, furnish, and tear down at least 3 houses every 36 weeks.
-You wear black for no reason.
-You rearrange your room in the dark.
-You wake up and wonder if you have missed your cue.
-You close all doors softly.
-You remember events by which show it happened during.
-You curse at inanimate objects.
-You tell someone you're headed home, when you're actually going to the theatre.
-You know the lines of the play better than the actors.
-The phrase 'head set sing-along' brings back fond memories.
-You drag your friends into being a tech too.
-You sometimes start talking, thinking you have a headset on.
-You can never sit through a whole play without feeling you need to do something.
-If you're missing, friends know where to find you - in the theater

After a concert

After a concert week (especially one that went as smoothly as this one did) it's nice to enjoy a music related chuckle or two. A special thanks to Nick and Orin for sending these my way.

Actual Instructions from Professional Conductors to the Orchestra While In Rehearsal)
"Please don't use the depth-charge pizzicato."
"Pianissimo doesn't mean 'Drop the fuck out.'"
"Listen to the tune, and then accompany it in a non-disgraceful fashion."
"Let's see if you can pizzicato together in a non-banjo-like way."
"It's very hard to raise money for something that sounds like this."
"You know, there's a fine line between artistry and shit; not that what you're doing is shit, but it's close to it."
"Imagine you're getting enough money for what you do."
"Not so bright. It sounds like 'Orpheus in His Underwear'"
"Play short, especially if you don't know where you are."
"That was a drive-by viola solo."
"Horns, imagine that you've had a really ugly breakfast and it's about to come up."
"There is a lot of fishing for notes. I wish you would catch them."
"Play faster. It's getting late."
"Strings, I know what you're thinking: 'With all this racket going on, why am I playing? Well, there's no time for existential questions right now."
"This must be much more agitated. Think of someone you hate. Think of your mother-in- law."
"The place where you will be shot if you come in early is the bar before 26."
"Now forget all the nasty things I said and play naturally."
"You're all wondering what speed it's going to go. Well, so am I."
"Play as if you were musicians."

QUOTES
Wolfgang Amadeus Mozart: "I write [music] as a sow pisses."
Cole Porter: My sole inspiration is a telephone call from a producer."
Gustav Mahler to Bruno Walter who had stopped to admire mountain scenery in rural Austria: Don't bother to look, I've composed all this already."
Xavier Cugat: "I would rather play Chiquita Banana and have my swimming pool than play Bach and starve."
Jean Sibelius explaining why he rarely invited musicians to his home: "[Musicians] talk of nothing but money and jobs. Give me businessmen every time. They really are interested in music and art."
Ludwig van Beethoven: "The amount of money one needs is terrifying..."
Kirke Mecham on his life as a composer: "Only become a musician if there is absolutely no other way you can make a living."
Bob Dylan: "Chaos is a friend of mine."
Camille Saint-Saens: "There is nothing more difficult than talking about music."
Nicolo Paganini: "I am not handsome, but when women hear me play, they come crawling to my feet."
Ringo Starr: "Of course I'm ambitious. What's wrong with that? Otherwise you sleep all day."
Nathaniel Hawthorne: "What is the voice of song, when the world lacks the ear of taste?"
Victor Borge, playing to a half-filled house in Flint, Michigan:."Flint must be an extremely wealthy town: I see that each of you bought two or three seats."
Oscar Wilde: If one hears bad music it is one's duty to drown it by one's conversation."
Mel Brooks: "Critics can't even make music by rubbing their back legs together."
William F. Buckley, Jr.: "Life can't be all bad when for ten dollars you can buy all the Beethoven sonatas and listen to them for ten years."
Oscar Levant, explaining his way out of a speeding ticket: "You can't possibly hear the last movement of Beethoven's Seventh and go slow.".
Mark Twain: "Wagner's music is better than it sounds."
Ringo Starr: "I love Beethoven, especially the poems."
James Gibbons Hunekar: "Berlioz says nothing in his music, but he says it magnificently."
Walter Damrosch on Aaron Copland: "If a young man at the age of twenty-three can write a symphony like that, in five years he will be ready to commit murder."
Sergei Prokofiev: "There are still so many beautiful things to be said in C major."
Dimitri Mitropolous: "I never use a score when conducting my orchestra. Does a lion tamer enter a cage with a book on how to tame a lion?"
Arturo Toscanini to a trumpet player: "God tells me how the music should sound, but you stand in the way."
Bruno Walter at his first rehearsal with an American orchestra, on seeing the players reaching for their instruments: "Already too loud!"
Frederic Chopin: "I really don't know whether any place contains more pianists than Paris, or whether you can find more asses and virtuosos anywhere."
Bob Hope, on comedienne Phyllis Diller: "When she started to play, Steinway himself came down personally and rubbed his name off the piano."
Richard Strauss: "Never look at the trombones, it only encourages them."
Claude Debussy: "In opera, there is always too much singing."
Samuel Johnson's definition of opera: "An exotic and irrational entertainment."
Pierre Beaumarchais about The Barber of Seville: "If a thing isn't worth saying, you sing it."
Robert Benchley: "Opera is where a guy gets stabbed in the back and instead of dying, he sings."
Ford Frick: "I'd hate for this to get out, but I really like opera."
Gioachino Rossini: "Oh how wonderful really wonderful opera would be if there were no singers!"
Sir Thomas Beecham: "Movie music is noise. It's even more painful than my sciatica."
Bing Crosby: "I think popular music in this country is one of the few things in the twentieth century that have made giant strides in reverse."
Glenn Gould, speaking of the Beatles: "Theirs is a happy, cocky, belligerently resourceless brand of harmonic primitivism. In the Liverpudlian repertoire, the indulgent amateurishness of the musical material, though closely rivaled by the indifference of the performing style, is actually surpassed only by the ineptitude of the studio production method. . . Strawberry Fields suggests a chance encounter at a mountain wedding between Claudio Monteverdi and a jug band."
Jerry Garcia: "It's pretty clear now that what looked like it might have been some kind of counterculture is, in reality, just the plain old chaos of undifferentiated weirdness."
Frank Zappa on his rock symphony debuted by the Los Angeles Philharmonic: "A ponderous orchestral absurdity."

Monday, February 04, 2008

Final Stretch

My friend Dave could use your help, he is a finalist in the DWR (Design Within Reach) Champagne Chair Contest. His Sproing Stool is one of the finalists in the competition. Click here to vote for Dave's Sproing Stool. Winners will be announced on February 5 (yes, tomorrow) so, please click while you can.