Monday, 15 November 2004
@ 5.21 pm
Sun, songs and a swimming pool
The weekend that was was a good one. Partyage was had, with thanks to Si and Des, (who's house is quickly becoming the bbq venue of choice, no doubt due in no small part to it's immense, incredibly sunny back yard with ample space for soccer, and perhaps even a spot of backyard cricket...), and Vertigo, now with added Andrew Kepple, newly imported from the ranks of various dramatic societies. In a shock development, I didn't get drunk and fall down (well, on Saturday night - one out of two is better than usual) and took over Tim's role of taxi driver to the stars.
In actual fact, the taxi driver role had more to with the other aspect of the weekend than any innate desire to relieve Tim of his chaffeurhood - the "going out and recording songs with Mog and Scott in Little River" aspect of the weekend.
This, quite frankly, kicked arse. The sitting in dimly lit halls listening to other people sing of last weekend was replaced with much music, sun, and swimming in the surprisingly warm swimming pool out the front of the house, all witnessed by cows and sheep across the fence and set in the beautifully lush, green, quiet (well, before we got there) Puaha Valley. Huge thanks to Andrew Kell for his amp and peddles and various other bits and pieces of gear, and to Jonathan Smith for his electric guitar that he made, back in the day. Who knew? Its pretty nice...
In show news, it's finally been confirmed all officially like that Si is going to be the Dentist and Ben Mr Mushnik. So yay for that. I get the feeling from Saturday nights' conversation that Ben is only just realising that he's signed up for a musical. Which, you know, requires going on stage and signing to an audience. So that should be a good few nights, even.
As far as my role's going, I think the committee are getting a bit worried about the financial side of things (and fair enough to), but hopefully grants and sponsorship will begin to flow in the next month or two. Failing that, I need several thousand people to come watch the show. No worries. Surely. Ahem. And, because I've got too much spare time, the first production meetings for the next show was last Thursday, with Karen, Scott, Jeff and I gathering to talk about the recently confirmed May show - The Tempest. Ooo. Actually, I've had a look at some of Jeff's designs for set and costume ideas, and they're damn cool, so I'm picking that both these shows are going to rock. How can they not? I'm sure I'll have everything organised by Christmas...
(They must never know...)
