Sunday, September 12, 2004

Bedknobs and Broomsticks

My alarm clock had gone off yesterday morning and had been providing a lovely musical accompaniment to my dreams for about fifteen minutes before I actually realised it was time to rise. It was recording day for the small vocal group I'm in, put together by a friend from university choir.

I'm not sure what it was, but after seven hours of standing around a stereo pair microphone setup singing, I could really feel the tension in my back and neck beginning to build up and the tiredness of my legs weighing me down. The day was long and exhausting and we all felt rather weary and worn-out by the time we had recorded take after take, but overall it was a thoroughly enjoyable and engaging experience. We will hopefully be rehearsing and recording some more songs soon and also preparing for public performances.

I arrived a few hours late for Shantell's twenty-first bithday party, but made it in time for the speeches and cutting of the cake. It was good to see everyone together having a good time, but I was feeling a little tired and run-down and so left a little earlier than I would otherwise have.

After getting a quick something to eat, we dropped Jerry off and then went to Chantal and Meg's place to watch the rest of Bedknobs and Broomsticks, which I had started watching the other day. I had never seen it before, but it was one of Chantal's favorites as a child. A light-hearted Disney musical reminiscent of Mary Poppins, but with witches and magic and set during World War II.

The human fascination with magic, fantasy and the super-natural is quite astounding. Demonstrates the extraordinary power of the imagination, the desperate need to push past reality in our minds, or perhaps it just proves how crazy we all are.

Football on the island of Naboombu


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