I have been thoroughly told off for not being a good blogger, so here I am... There really isn't much going on of interest in my life at the moment - all I seem to do is work, rehearse, sleep, work, rehearse, sleep. Mainly I'm rehearsing though... I am thoroughly sick of many of the songs in "Oh What a Lovely War" now - not only have I rehearsed every night this week (just about on top of the whole stage managing thing now) but I also find my self singing them at work. Not really appropriate to be singing songs such as "Gassed last night, gassed the night before..." but then better than singing the Nazi anthem "Tomorrow Belongs to Me" which was thoroughly stuck in my head when I was doing Cabaret. Or indeed "Springtime for Hitler" which I sang for weeks after seeing "The Producers". Why are all the songs I sing a) inappropriate and b) related to either World War?
I must say that I have found the research about WW1 really interesting in a completely disgusted and horrified way. The sheer loss of life was just phenomenal. I studied really useless periods of history at school (The American West - fun but really, cowboys and indians?; The Irish Troubles - really really interesting and relevant at the time; Medicine through Time - half interesting, but not terribly useful; and Castles - BORING! But I do know a lot about arrow slits and crenellations now), so my knowledge about either World Wars is limited to what I've picked up from watching Blackadder, mainly.
I started this post to talk about something completely different. Hmm, perhaps I shouldn't type it, as I keep forgetting that this is in the public domain. I'll have a think about it and come back I think...And I really need to post about Tunisia, though that might end up being one of my listy type entries...
05 July 2007
I'm back...
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"What do you want with eggs and ham when you've got lovely bread and jam?"
Ah, well, if you're rehearsing we'll let you off, although there must be lots of interesting backstage gossip ...
Oh, the end of the final episode of Blackadder! It was amazing and said so much so simply! Stunning.
I read a BBC news article today (coincidentally) which said that on the French battlefields of WW1, they still unearth around 70 bodies a year. That's nearly 90 years since the war ended. Makes you think...
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