Murder mysteries here in Gutenberg Land are, to quote a shop owner at the unfortunately now defunct and much missed Murder One in London, "usually the "noir" type:" taking place at night, in a cemetery, with a shovel, preferable to a country house on a weekend. And then, of course, they must be full of … Continue reading And Gutenberg Lived Here: Dark, Darker, Comic.
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And Sir Walter Scott Lived Here: Just Reach Through The Window To Open The Train Door, And Don’t Forget The Mechanical Chicken
Several years ago, even before the Outlander, the Highlander, and all the other 'Kilt-dressed rolling in the heather and stabbing Englishmen and Haggis, whichever came first,' romance figures were invented, my Robbie Burns and Ivanhoe fan of a husband and I- I'm more the Stevenson type- planned and planned how we could get to Edinburgh. … Continue reading And Sir Walter Scott Lived Here: Just Reach Through The Window To Open The Train Door, And Don’t Forget The Mechanical Chicken
And Gutenberg Lived Here: Have We Moved From ‘Bonanza’ To ‘Three’s Company’ To ‘Sex And The City’ Only To Get To Vampire Filk?
When your field of study was comparative lit, your view of the world tends to be just a little different from most folks (Not that everyone else's isn't- Or have you ever tried to discuss a new film with a dentist? Sorry all dentists out there. Make that mathematicians. Oops. Mea Bobaqi, mea maxima Bobaqi.) … Continue reading And Gutenberg Lived Here: Have We Moved From ‘Bonanza’ To ‘Three’s Company’ To ‘Sex And The City’ Only To Get To Vampire Filk?
And Gutenberg Lived Here: Why Would A Nice Catholic English Saint Lady Lead A Charge Against Drunk Celts On Beltane Eve?
If the above confuses you, welcome to the club. Gutenberg Land, you see, is a big follower of customs- down to the smallest detail- and then reading a book, or watching a tv show about it to find out why. (Or just drinking a couple with friends, and pretending they know why- To which I … Continue reading And Gutenberg Lived Here: Why Would A Nice Catholic English Saint Lady Lead A Charge Against Drunk Celts On Beltane Eve?
And Gutenberg Lived Here: “On The Socially Influenced Evolution Of The Rehearsal Comedy- And Other Noises Off.” LOL.
Yes, I know the title sounds like Groucho Marx , dressed in tails and mortar board, lecturing on the state of the union. But Voila All I really mean is the fact that: Way back when, like 1671 someone, like George Villiers, second Duke of Buckingham, registered a play he wished to be published. A … Continue reading And Gutenberg Lived Here: “On The Socially Influenced Evolution Of The Rehearsal Comedy- And Other Noises Off.” LOL.
And Gutenberg Lived Here: New Year’s- Bring On The Medal
Yup Bring it on Haul it out Polish up the gong and ring them bells. In the last couple of days, I went to three rehearsals where no one came- it was clear, at least to me, we were working, but here in Gutenberg land, they take things a bit slower. As in: nothing functions … Continue reading And Gutenberg Lived Here: New Year’s- Bring On The Medal
And Gutenberg Lived Here: Falalalala And All That Jazz
Every year I write a song for my choirs for Christmas. Basis: Thankfulness, joy of Christmas, lights, gala, gold tinsel, wassail, celebration, because of The Birth. And the tone? and this is a real joy for me- experimental traditional. Every year I try to push the envelope. Do something new. Learn something myself. A couple … Continue reading And Gutenberg Lived Here: Falalalala And All That Jazz
And Gutenberg Lived Here: Free Will
Yes, please. Free him. Shakespeare, I mean. I am so tired of seeing form, content, beauty of the Welsh language, (there have been studies for years about the Welsh flow of his language, Welsh like the place and the language, not the other meaning of Welsh, ie strange, foreign, occult) being reproduced with actors on … Continue reading And Gutenberg Lived Here: Free Will
And Gutenberg Lived Here: Never Go To Something Named “Night Of Horrors”
Have there ever been moments in your life where you looked back on something and thought "Whatever was I thinking?" Ours was a so-called "night of horrors" put on by musicians and a writer I studied with several years ago, who run a marvelous actors company here called Kryptonite Radio Theater. And kryptonite it is. … Continue reading And Gutenberg Lived Here: Never Go To Something Named “Night Of Horrors”
And Shakespeare Lived Here: Hatch’em, Match’em, Dispatch’em, And Catch’em.
One of the things I love most about the city of London, And I REALLY DO love London- well, maybe not as much as my 'adopted Londoner' Welsh friend who has an about one by two foot copy of Big Ben, made out of old wrist watch parts, on the wall next to his bed. … Continue reading And Shakespeare Lived Here: Hatch’em, Match’em, Dispatch’em, And Catch’em.
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