Tuesday, December 05, 2006

Hooyeah. The Mandeville concert on 3 Dec was a blast. Had a lot of fun with my brother's band...(was it "Amorath and the Potato Chips"?), and we had a lot of fun together as one whole Saxophone/Clarinet ensemble. Deanna, I had no idea you go to Mandeville. Same to you, Suyi. And guess what I was wearing? Heheh, 50's style suspenders, 3/4-sleeved office shirt and black concert pants. Now THAT'S jazzy. I DIDN'T want to wear the dress, it didn't suit the fact that I was playing the saxophone. Haha, I can't get over the fact that we screwed up the ending! I NEED to buy the DVD because I think I accidentally played extra notes...the ending was supposed to be together but it was like, all extra sounds and all. Haha! But we still had fun, and when I asked Mr Ivan (he's Bulgarian, so his name is pronounced Eevahn) whether we screwed the last part, he slapped me on the back and half-laughed, half-said-yes sort of thing! He was like, *slap*, "Ye-ah-ha-ha!". And I couldn't contain myself so I just burst. Heheh, He's funny, but I like him.

Plus I've been reading Desilu: The Story of Lucille Ball and Desi Arnaz, the one which I bought from Amazon.com. It's really good. Real juicy bits of information on television in the 50s. And did you know that more than 40 million people had tuned in to I LOVE LUCY in those days every week? Amazing. No show I've ever known since I was born could command that large an audience, not even Seinfeld, which I too enjoy. And that was in the 90s. Oh, I cannot stop thinking about that gorgeous hunk of deliciousness - Desi Arnaz - and his talented babe of a wife Lucille Ball.

They are just classics, y'know. She was the first woman to ever be president of a television company. He was a man with amazingly good photographic memory and a mathematic mind. A real genius. Their divorce shocked the country. It was too bad to be true. They were the couple in those days. Nobody ever thought there was anything wrong between them. Oh but the lies, the deceit, the affairs. She tried to hide it. But the public caught on. On May 4, 1960, she stood before the judge, thinking that this, oh, was the number 1 failure in her life, that this, oh, would probably ruin her career, that this, oh, would mean the end of a relationship with the man she truly loved. And she never loved another. He passed away, last hearing Lucy's words 'I Love you' on the phone. The thing about I LOVE LUCY was that it wasn't just another slapstick comedy. It wasn't just another thing which people watched because it was the latest fad. But because the people knew, they knew in their hearts, that I LOVE LUCY was true.

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