Mark in Neverland
Mark Stivers playing keyboards on the Cathy Rigby Peter Pan tour, winter 2005.
Sunday, February 27, 2005
Saturday, February 26, 2005
The facilities
I had dinner with the local musicians at Z Harvest, a gourmet hippie restaurant. Leslie told me that the decor in the women's room was interesting, so I asked her to take a picture. That's on the right. I discovered that the paint job in the men's room was much more pedestrian, but they did have a candle on the urinal and ice (from the icemaker) inside it.
Thursday, February 24, 2005
Curiosity shop
I found an antiques store in Green Bay that has player pianos, Victrolas, Edison cylinder players, old radios, even a Tesla coil. It has narrow aisles loaded floor to ceiling, and is very dark, to save electricity. The store is called Ralph's Old Tyme Piano Co., because the first thing he bought was a player piano.
Wednesday, February 23, 2005
A hero
The oboist Leslie said of this woman, "Linda is a hero." Linda didn't want to tell her story, but finally told it: a couple of years ago she developed focal dystonia and lost the use of the middle finger of her left hand. Instead of giving up on the flute, she went to a flute maker and had her instrument modified and then re-learned the instrument.
Tuesday, February 22, 2005
Everyone calls me Urban Cheese
These are the wireless microphones for various actors. The one that says "Mrs. D" is for Tracy Lore, who plays Mrs. Darling. Hardly anyone calls her Tracy; everyone calls her "Mrs. D."
Urban Dain Bramage
The Weidner Center at U of Wisconsin at Green Bay. After setting up the pit today I went out to dinner at Subway with Henry, the drummer, and Julie, the stagehand. Henry was having problems pronouncing his order, and said he was "dain bramaged." He later said there was a band called Dain Bramage. Subway has a type of bread called Herb and Cheese, but when you say it, it sounds like Urban Cheese, which would also be a great band name.
Glass and glasses
There is a Chihouly glass sculpture hanging over the lobby where we had our orchestra read. The sun was so bright some of us wore sunglasses inside.
Monday, February 21, 2005
Sunday, February 20, 2005
He sails the ocean, blue
At one point in "Hook's Waltz," Howard interrupts the song by firing a gun and saying, "That's enough!" and then one of the following:
1. "...you saucy schoolboys."
2. "... you saucy eunuchs."
3. "...you kings of codpieces."
4. "...you pirate queens."
5. "...you poncey schoolboys."
and everyone's favorite: "...after all, you are but pirates."
That fabulous face
Bruce cannot let go of his deer-crossed Mercedes. I told him he should do like James Stewart in Vertigo: find another woman who looks just like Kim Novak.
Saturday, February 19, 2005
Friday, February 18, 2005
The key to happiness
Jennifer sent me my earplugs. They make playing the show so much more pleasant. I can listen to Henry's excellent drumming without my left ear bleeding.
Reunion
Today I drove to Davenport to see Rosanne(my old friend from Peace Corps) and Van. First I went to their house and Van showed me around. Then we had lunch with Rosanne at Centro, a lovely Italian place. Then Van drove me around town and showed me the houses they almost bought.
Van is from a small town near Green Bay, and he told me some great stories about Packer fans. The stadium seats about 75,000, and they do not sell single tickets -- only season tickets. Every one is sold, and the waiting list is, by most estimations, approximately 50 years. People have been known to keep a dead relative's checking account open and sign his name to checks to hold on to a season ticket. Also, people put the names of not-yet-born descendants on the waiting list in the hopes that during their lifetime they will get to the top of the list.