What's Going On
“Words, words, words!” cried the delicious Audrey Hepburn’s voice-double, in that classic romance, My Fair Lady. I know how she felt. I have many things to say, but they’re all so bitty and scattershod I don’t know where to start, or how smoothly we’ll continue. But hey, let’s try shall we?
One thing that’s exciting me at the moment is, No Direction Home, the Bob Dylan documentary directed by Martin Scorsese, and showing from 9pm tonight on BBC2. Bob’s one of those curiously radient people that have me fascinated. How does he do it? How does he radiate out of songs and out of a body that in lesser hands would be a shambles? Maybe we’ll get some insight tonight.
Also dazzlingly cool, as some of you will have heard, is this Thursday’s launch of the Mechanic’s Institute Review, Volume 2, not only a collection of short stories by some very talented writers, but also the first real-cash-money publication to feature that shining new star, Miss Frances Merivale. She’s invited me to the launch party, and I’m sure I shall have to be at my best-dressed and most charming just to keep up with all those glittering literati.
The day before, on Wednesday, we’re off to the Fashion & Textile museum by London Bridge for a talk by Grayson Perry1 entitled, ahem, “Contemporary British Crossdressing”. I saw a program of his on Channel 4(?) a few months back, and found him surprisingly interesting and lucid, so I figure he’s worth tracking down and listening to. I wonder what I should wear to the talk. I’m thinking silver jacket, maybe?
Actually, that gets me thinking about that jacket. I really haven’t gotten enough wearage out of it. So far it’s done far more for Brian’s repertoire of cheap gags than it has for my guilty desire to “wear it to 11”. Maybe, as the nights begin to pull in, I’ll start pulling it out again…
Anyhoo, the only other thing to do is tap the inside of your screen and tell you I’m still here. After 6 weeks of rarely being away from the keyboard, and then a couple of weeks off, I feel I’m finally ready to re-enter the world at a normal rate and a bouncy pace.
For now, I’ll leave you for now with these six slices of true happiness, in which the Germans are dominant.
1 The guy who won the Turner Prize back in…um….2003, I think.
How bizarre! After reading your post, I walked into the kitchen where I had left the radio playing, and found that they were broadcasting an interview with the very same Marnie Nixon who did the aforementioned voice-over in My Fair Lady!
Wow - synchronicity rules!
You know, the Muppets really should have recorded, "My Fur Lady" by now. They could even show it on Monsterpiece Theatre with Alistair Cookie.
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