I’m a bad, bad man…
It’s my pleasure to invite you to the Manhattan Chamber Opera performance of Bellini’s beautiful opera I Capuleti e i Montecchi. I will sing the role of Tebaldo (“Tybalt” in this extremely liberal adaptation of Shakespeare’s Romeo and Juliet). Email me at firstname.lastname@example.org if you want tickets ($20). YOUR full ticket price goes directly to me, and will help me offset some of the cost of the rehearsal and performance space - you don’t want to know :-).
It’s bel canto, baby. Bel freakin’ canto. And I will sing an high “D”. OMFG. That is so crazy.
It’s also opera. Insane ridiculous opera. Cross dressing, tights* wearing, glass shattering opera. But relax dude. It’s also me. Just me and Eric and Allegra and Linda and Valerie and David. Singing about star crossed lovers and such. No big deal.
Please join us as we take some risks, make some mistakes, and sing our asses off for you. You might even hear something great. Then come out to whatever watering hole and give me your review offline!
Who: Manhattan Chamber Opera (feat. Take Off Your Dockers!)
What: I Capuleti e i Montecchi by Vincenzo Bellini
When: March 28, 2009 8pm
Where: Riverside Church, 91 Claremont Ave at 120th and 122nd, New York, NY. One of the tower rooms. You really want to come? I’ll find out which one.
How: By hook or by crook.
Why: Because participating in truly acoustic, unamplified music is one of the most radical choices a concert goer can make in 2009. It’s all about being present and listening.
Sweaty opera hugs and sloppy opera kisses,
*Tights may be metaphorical. I make no promises. Still…
sarah se puede!
“it would be my honor to assist and support our new president and the new administration…. i speak for other republicans and republican governors, also…. they would be willing also to seize this opportunity that we have to progress this nation together, in a united front”
- sarah palin
5 country ku’s
1. Alone at the bar
The jukebox heals my heart with
2. Beyond prison walls
Momma cries, beer flows like wine
And train whistles blow.
3. I’ve loved, lost, and fished
(less than some but more than most)
in my flatbed truck.
4. Pondering worn frets
He seeks her lost shadow in
5. I see the bottom
Of my heart and my bottle
Now that you are gone.
if you liked my feeble attempts, you’ll love shafer hall. so. much. more.
pay the lady
it can’t be more than a buck on itunes.
puppet masters and mistresses
speaking of poets - bobby braddock and harlan howard wrote this:
you say that you’re born again / cleansed of your former sins / you want me to say I forgive and forget / but you meant too much to me / don’t you be touchin’ me / why don’t you go touch all those women you’ve met
god may forgive you but i won’t / yes jesus loves you but i don’t / they don’t have to live with you - neither do i / you say that you’re born again - well so am i / god may forgive you but i won’t - i won’t even try
the kids used to cry for you / i had to try to do / the things that a dad should do / since you’ve been gone / you really let us down / you may be heaven bound / but you left one hell of a mess here at home
god may forgive you but i won’t/yes jesus loves you but i don’t / they don’t have to live with you - neither do i / you say that you’re born again - well so am i / god may forgive you but i won’t - i won’t even try
rosie flores recorded this song in 1987. what’s funny is that it doesn’t sound natural for her. the hurt in her voice is deeper and more loving than the words on the page. braddock and howard made the woman in the song unforgiving. rosie sang the meanness begrudgingly, like it she was making a hostage tape. the result remains one of the best songs i’ve ever heard by anyone.
one for my homey
i’ll carefully lift a glass tonight for dylan thomas, born today, 1914. he wrote this.
kinda makes me wish my birthday was in october. and that i was a genius poet.