To reintroduce myself: I used to work backstage in opera and theatre, had to stop due to COVID, then crashed hard when I tried returning to it in spring 2022. I'm a part-time caregiver for my mother, and still figuring out how to eventually regain some of my own independent life.
To reintroduce myself: I used to work backstage in opera and theatre, had to stop due to COVID, then crashed hard when I tried returning to it in spring 2022. I'm a part-time caregiver for my mother, and still figuring out how to eventually regain some of my own independent life.
at long last, letters
Dec. 16th, 2008 09:30 amThis lack of communication has really been brought to the fore in the past couple of days. I've added a couple picture feeds (courtesy of Google Gadgets) to my desktop and it had the unplanned side effect of reminding me about people I should contact. In order to procrastinate doing other things, I've been going through my email inbox and responding to neglected messages. It's really quite cathartic.
Here's hoping seeing that picture feed every time I log in will continue to act as a friendly reminder.
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Dec. 8th, 2008 11:52 pmI don't know much about conditions in other prisons in the States, but I'm pretty sure I've heard the issue of over-crowding raised about Canadian prisons. It makes me wonder what it's like in the prisons here in Kingston.
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Dec. 3rd, 2008 06:24 pmOne was randomly dropping by
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The other one happened immediately before that. I emerged from the Dollarama feeling thoroughly depressed by the crappy music playing in there, to hear the faint sound of a banjo coming down the street. It was carried by a man with a truly impressive number of tattoos and piercings. I couldn't help striking up a conversation, and we had a lovely chat for maybe ten minutes about banjos, banjo music and musical heroes. He was an interesting guy who'd carried his banjo with him while hitchhiking across Canada. Finally, we thanked each other for the conversation and I gave him directions to Wellington Street. Woody Guthrie would have approved, I think.
Spot the Canadian actress in "Prop 8 - The Musical"!
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Apr. 24th, 2008 01:52 pmFlickr recently added support for videos, so I've been uploading videos from my camera and integrating them into the sets already there. I remember being amused a couple days ago at a video of a people dancing at a staff party at Camera Obscura (in Edinburgh) and a witty comment from one particular staff member. I was feeling pretty nostalgic about my time in Edinburgh in general. This morning, I received a message from the Assistant Manager informing us that he (that staff member) was found dead at his flat--of natural causes, the police believe--on Sunday. It's always a shock to hear of a young person I know dying...
( Here are the shows I've heard/seen/done and liked but don't currently own a recording of. One or two of these may be a possibility. )
( Here are the shows with which I have some limited familiarity that might be candidates. )
( Here are some shows I haven't heard (or perhaps I've heard just a tiny bit) but I'm curious about. )
( To give you some background, here are recordings I own that I like. )
( And ones I own but don't like )
( Instead of a list of shows and recordings I hate, here's a bit of a rant about the sorts of things I usually dislike. )
Just your typical holiday movie fare...
Nov. 3rd, 2007 07:03 pmsecond trailer
Obviously not going to be an operatic version. We shall see how it turns out.
I got so frustrated trying to get through the seven pages of the article that I eventually had to make a compilation of its most impressive passages in order to put myself in a more positive frame of mind. By feeling superior because I'm ridiculing his verbosity... or something
queer identity is more accurately identified as the praxical response to the emergence of social constructionist (sex/gender as ideologically interpellated) models of identity and its, by now overly rehearsed, oppositional stance to essentialist (sexual orientation as innate) models, thus historically situating queer identity in an epistemological rift that predates the advent of AIDS.A similarly intimidating article (with references to Freud and Lacan, even!) from a few weeks ago was co-written by our professor when she was younger than me. It made me feel terribly stupid.a much wider application of the depth model of identity which underwrites the epistemology deployed by the bourgeoisie in their ascendancy to and maintenance of dominant power
parody is an intertextual manipulation of multiple conventions, 'an extended repetition with critical difference's that 'has a hermeneutic function with both cultural and even ideological implications'.
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Oct. 11th, 2007 11:04 amIn terms of television (which I actually don't watch that much), perhaps (squee!) things aren't (meh) so (same old) different from Scotland. (Frankly, I'd rather see this than "Maria".)
My courses this term:
My courses next term:
Though I obviously don't have a full course load, this is the first time I've had so many upper-year courses at once.
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Jul. 12th, 2007 02:59 pmI'm at Camp Towhee for the summer again. The changeover from Edinburgh to home (Canada) to pre-camp to camp was possibly the swiftest succession of culture shocks I've ever experienced. Despite being thoroughly immersed in counselling my cabin of children with learning disabilities and social challenges, I still occasionally forget myself and say "pence", "cheers" or "trousers".
Here's the description of my cabin we were given during pre-camp:
A group of gentle, eccentric young men, our oldest guys may seem like ayounger cabin. There are a lot of potentially annoying behaviours inthis cabin (asking questions, difficulty self regulating, bizarre conversation topics)Doesn't that sound cool? It is, believe me. It's also really difficult to prevent them from irritating the hell out of one another.Staff: Tolerant and appreciative ofeccentricity. These guys won’t be nearly as fun if you are merely‘putting up’ with their oddness - if you can be amused and engaged by delightful uniqueness, this is the cabin for you.
more Drowsy Chaperone stuff
Jun. 9th, 2007 12:22 pmRichard Ouzounian provides a good summary. Ouzounian has a bit of a history with the show, as I've probably said before... ( Read more... )
Aww... he's forgiven them. And Ouzounian has (in my experience) been known to change his opinion of shows.
Admittedly, the approach towards the Man in Chair has become much more affectionate over the years. You weren't really supposed to like him in the original production, I think. But now (to quote the review on lastminute.com): "[Man in Chair's] quiet, effeminate enthusiasm is completely infectious as he talks the audience through the show, freezing the action for little titbits of Broadway gossip. [...] You’ll fall in love with the loveable agoraphobic to the extent that if you meet Bob Martin you might not be able to resist asking for a big cardigan-ey hug."
It's true. You desperately want to give the character a big hug--but of course I was too shy to ask for anything more than an autograph from the actor himself. At least Mr Martin let me compliment him on the show and his performance this time, unlike in Toronto where he beat a hasty retreat.
( In fact... )
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Jun. 7th, 2007 10:48 pmMy flight for Canada leaves London on the 20th. I've got a huge list of things to do before I go and panic is setting in as I realize how little time I've got left.
Then I'm expected at Camp Towhee on the 21st, the very next day! I'm excited to be going back back, but I will be unbelievably tired.
Dad: I've never seen a performance of this piece before...
Me: Isn't it originally a piano piece? So this is the orchestration, then. [The] conducting is especially skillful. My only complaint: notice the font on the score? It's the same font as all the idiotic signs in the Camera Obscura shop.
Me: Well, now I've listened to it. It creates a very serene feeling, even faintly religious, rather like the Maundy Thursday vigil last night. People took it in turns to sit "and keep watch" in the church (darkened, with the altar stripped) for hour-long slots throughout the night; I was there from 10 to 11pm.
[Ed - Clearly, I mostly wanted to talk about Maundy Thursday. It was quite the experience. It's quite powerful being in a room with other people where nobody says anything at all.]
Dad: I thought that the handkerchief after the first movement was a nice touch ...
Me: And, of course, I do rather like the fact that people save their coughing for the breaks between movements.
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Apr. 2nd, 2007 10:44 pmRather to my disappointment, we hardly had any snow this winter, so XC skiing or even sledding ("sledging") was out of the question. Considering how chilly my flat can get even when it's above zero outside though, perhaps that was for the best. There is a year-round artificial ski slope outside Edinburgh that I hope to try some time.
I'm doing okay, although finding it rather a strain to work two jobs and still have voice left for church choir now that I'm at Camera Obscura from 9.25 to 6.10 five days a week. At any rate, I'm starting Alexander Technique (http://www.alexandertechnique.com/) lessons today and I have a week-long holiday after Easter.
My working holidaymaker's visa runs out in May, so I can't support myself through regular work after that time. However, the Glasgow International Jazz Festival, Edinburgh International Jazz and Blues Festival, Edinburgh Festival and Edinburgh Festival Fringe are all registered as "permit free festivals" so (if I understand this correctly) I would be allowed to work for any of them while here on a tourist visa. Thoughts? [Ed - An employee at the Fringe office later told me this was impossible.]
If only Dad had asked for British citizenship when he had the chance...
Copper Bottom Sunshine
Apr. 2nd, 2007 12:17 pmI saw a comedy/music show last night (in aid of Bowel Cancel UK, hence the title) that included performances by Bill Bailey, Rhona Cameron, Karen Dunbar, Stephen Frost, Barry Cryer and Eddi Reader. [Ed - Zowie! But the recipient of the email wouldn't have heard of any of them.]
I thought you'd be interested in Barry Cryer (OBE for services to comedy drama). He started at the Windmill Theatre in London, subject of the film 'Mrs Henderson Presents'. He's written for Tony Hancock, Spike Milligan, Jack Benny, Les Dawson, Kenny Everett, David Frost, Bob Hope, Richard Pryor, The Two Ronnies and Morecambe and Wise (and with Graham Chapman, Marty Feldman, etc etc). He appeared in At Last the 1948 Show, Flying Circus, The Two Ronnies, The Goodies, and All You Need is Cash (Rutles). He's a member of the Grand Order of Water Rats. And finally, his record of "Purple People Eater" was number 1 in Finland because it was released there instead of the original.
Impressive, eh?
P.S. Bill Bailey's really good too, does a lot of musical jokes. He did the voice of the whale in the film of the Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy too.
P.P.S. Bill Bailey also plays theremin (though he didn't last night) and bouzouki and the lucky bastard's got perfect pitch. The major problem with understanding his humour is that, like Weird Al Yankovic, he references a lot of pop music I don't know that well. However, I *did* recognize the theme to EastEnders, a popular soap opera--not sure if I'm proud of that or not.
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Mar. 28th, 2007 10:40 pmI was excited to receive a QMT Alumni e-newsletter; naturally, I'd been feeling the QMT void in my life this year. Admittedly, I was disappointed that they were still using a huge cut-and-paste list of addresses instead of a listserv as I tried to institute last year... but I was willing to let that pass.
Then I realised that their list of photo credits was noticeably incomplete: two photos taken by me and two photos taken by others on my camera weren't credited at all. People use the photos I put on the website a lot--which is great--and I'm happy for them to be used for the display board, Bruce's CDs, show DVDs and so on... but couldn't they have credited in an external newsletter? The names of the photographers were all right there on the website.
I wrote a letter thanking them for the newsletter, wishing them all the best with 'Cabaret' (which I hear was great) and diplomatically requesting that the next edition include more photo credits. There's been no reply; I hope they don't hate me for it, but I think it was justified.
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Feb. 28th, 2007 11:26 pm- wonky radiators
- a bathtub drain that is basically plugged (and won't respond to drain cleaning products like Mr Muscle)
- an entryphone that doesn't work
- not knowing how our fire/security alarm works
- being unable to get through the thick skulls at Scottish Gas that, yes, this is our address and we moved in on the 20th of December (a arrangement that the agency promised to have all set up for us when we moved in)