Good morning, all! Last night the Oaf Above Me was so noisy dropping things on the floor and moving about that all the sound came right through the earplugs. This was around 12:30, so I had dozed for a bit. I finished watching ADVANCE TO THE REAR and turned off the lights about 11:30.
As to the bootleg copy, it was fair, but the score seemed pitchy, and, while I found much of it funny and the cast good, I felt I was watching a film cut by someone who didn't care how well the story was told.
Today, proofread my old "Meadowlark" orchestra parts to the new score, and that's my day.
Formal wear? My Aunt Jean, whose social climbing ambitions were as grand as Hyacinth Bucket's, got tickets to the national company of CAMELOT, around 1962 or so, and I was forced to wear a tux because she had purchased in Cincinnati a formal gown and she couldn't con my Uncle Bud into wearing a tux, I hated the tux then and still don't care for all the frou-frou. CAMELOT was fun, and I still have memories of the show, the best being how spectacular and beautiful it was and the worst beng how sexless the big romance was.
