| I've arranged two or three songs for "my" a capella group. My favourite product so far is a four-part version of Europe's The Final Countdown (for those of you who missed the 80s, that was one of the better-known song by a group of Swedish blonde guys with pointy guitars and black leather jackets; the lyrics were carefully engineered to make no sense whatsoever. Either that, or they sucked at English.) and I'm currently working (slowly) on Goldeneye.
I have also acted - I don't actually enjoy it all that much, but sometimes I just can't say no to people. In fact, I'm meeting the group of the latest production tonight to have dinner and get nostalgic. My last role was Felipa in an excerpt from Luis Araujo's Trenes que van al mar (yes, I played a woman. Yes, I shaved for the occasion.) The author was actually there when we performed it and he didn't club us to death afterwards, which I consider a success. He also signed the book for me, which marks the first and probably only authograph I'll ever bother to ask for. Before that I've been Don Ventura the mad watchmaker in a cut-down version of Cernuda's La familia interrumpida. By the way, if you ever have an opportunity to see that play, don't go! Cernuda may have been a good poet, but he sure didn't understand theatre. |
