Another contribution from the haikulator

a raging desire
whispering your name again
better than last time

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When you see a guy...
It's that time of year again. I'm starting preparations to join another musical. In this case it's Guys and Dolls with music and lyrics provided by the skillful Frank Loesser. Having heard the Producer and Musical Director give very illuminating talks on the work of this writer, I'm all the more switched on to the task of finding a role in this show and contributing to the quality of the performance in February.

Juggling the job, the musical and the stand-up is something I'm familiar with. Although this weekend is going to be almost the busiest weekend I've ever had, the next two weeks are looking quite relaxed. The calm before the storm. Having said that, I'll probably find ways to fill the spare evenings - I do appear to have an allergy to spending too much time "alone at home at night" (he said quoting his own lyrics).

Anyway, back to Guys and Dolls. I have three recordings of this show. I'm presently listening to the original Broadway cast - as far as I can tell, this was recorded around the time that the show first opened. There was a superb production at the National Theatre in the early eighties - with Julie Covington and Julia McKenzie, and I also have that. However, the real talking point recording is the CD I received yesterday. This story of gangsters in New York was recreated on stage on Broadway in the mid seventies by an all black cast. It was reorchestrated to have echoes and, in some cases, full frontal exposure, of jazzy funk seventies style. The fact that the recording was produced by Motown ought to have given this away. It's truly terrible, but rather entertaining.