My musical friend Lissa shared with me the music to the show "Closer Than Ever." I laugh every time I listen to the song "You Want to Be My Friend?". So in my hyper-busy and preoccupied mode, and wanting to give you something to read today, I've given you the lyrics to this inspired song. (I apologize for the caps. Here's the code: Text in mixed case below is spoken; text in all-caps is sung.)
Enjoy! I'm off to Scottsdale in a couple of hours to play sixteen show tunes for eight voice students. I'll be back tomorrow evening after getting my Nordstrom fix and attending a Pi Phi tea at Tohono Chul Park.
Enjoy!
You Want To Be My Friend?
MAN
YOU'RE SO GOOD
YOU'RE TOO GOOD FOR ME YOU ARE
YOU'RE THE BEST DAMNED PERSON
I HAVE KNOWN BY FAR
IF I COULD,
YOU KNOW I'D NEVER THROW THIS CURVE
YOU'RE A GODDESS
AND I'M NOT WHAT YOU DESERVE
WHAT I AM SAYING IS
OUR THING MUST END
BUT THOUGH IT MUST
I WANT TO BE YOUR FRIEND
WOMAN
Friend? Friend?
YOU WANNA BE MY FRIEND?
YOU WANNA BE MY FRIEND?
OH, THAT'S NICE
YOU WANNA BE MY FRIEND
I HAVE FRIENDS I KNOW FROM COLLEGE
HIGH SCHOOL PALS THAT I STILL SEE
I HAVE SISTERS IN SOROR'TIES
'CROSS THE COUNTRY FOND OF ME
TWO CHUMS THAT DATE FROM GRADE SCHOOL
ONE WHOLE FAM'LY FROM ST. PAUL
THERE ARE KIDS I KNOW FROM SUMMER CAMP WHO STILL GIVE ME A CALL
I HAVE FRIENDS FROM WHEN I LIVED IN PARIS
AND MY SINGLES CRUISE
I HAVE FIVE OLD BOYFRIENDS WHO STILL CALL ME UP TO SCHMOOZE
I HAVE BUDDIES FROM THE LAB IN BOSTON
COLLEAGUES FROM THE ZOO
I'VE GOT AN AUNT IN CLEVELAND
THAT I ALWAYS CAN TURN TO
I GOT ENOUGH FRIENDS!!!
MAN
(Perhaps I should be going)
WOMAN
You stay right there.
YOU WANNA BE MY FRIEND
YOU WANNA BE MY FRIEND
WELL I'M TOUCHED
YOU WANNA BE MY FRIEND
I WANT A LOVER AND A HUSBAND
AND A PARTNER AND A SPOUSE
I WANT SOMEONE TO SPLIT EXPENSES WITH ME
ON A SUMMER HOUSE
I WANT A FATHER FOR MY UNBORN CHILDREN
SOMEONE WHO'S IN TUNE
AND SINCE I'LL BE THIRTY-NINE NEXT MONTH
I WANT HIM RATHER SOON
I WANT SOMEONE TO BUY RUGS AND LAMPS WITH
SOMEONE WHO'LL CO-SIGN
I WANT A SMALL JOINT BANK ACCOUNT
IN HIS NAME AND IN MINE
I NEED SOMEONE I CAN FIGHT WITH
LEARN TO COOK WITH
LOVE TO FEED
COME TO THINK OF IT
THERE'S ONLY ONE THING THAT I DO NOT NEED
I DON'T NEED ANOTHER FRIEND!!!
MAN 2
(I really should be going ...)
You stay right there!
(You're right, I deserve this you're such
a wonderful person and I'm such a...)
I DON'T NEED TO HEAR FROM YOU I'M PERFECT
THEN END UP ALL WET
I AM TIRED OF BEING THE GREATEST GIRL
A MAN HAS EVER MET
(But I don't want to make a commitment to you)
HA! CAN'T YOU SEE?
YOU DON'T WANT TO TELL THE TRUTH, OH NO
YOU JUST WANT OUT FROM ME
YES, I KNOW INSIDE YOU'RE FRAGILE
YES, YOU'RE MOTHER WAS A MESS
IF THAT'S WHY YOU CAN'T RECEIVE A WOMAN'S LOVE
I COULD CARE LESS.
I DON'T NEED TO KNOW IT'S YOUR FAULT
HAVE SOME BALLS
IT DOESN'T FIT
YOU'RE NOT SICK, DEPRIVED, MISUNDERSTOOD OR WEAK
YOU'RE JUST A SHIT!
AND YOU WANNA BE MY FRIEND
WHO'D WANT YOU AS A FRIEND?
Is my name on this lease?
Huh?
Is my name on this lease?
Yeah.
Then get out of my apartment!!
Friday, November 09, 2007
Thursday, November 08, 2007
Whodya Believe?
Did you see the news earlier this week that an extra twenty-five pounds is a good thing? What?!
Medical "experts" have been telling us for several years to get the weight off, that there's a national epidemic of overweight. And now they say a little extra cushioning can help us fight illness better.
A few years ago we were told a glass of wine a day can help ensure heart health and fight cancer. Then we're told it can contribute to breast cancer.
I'm depressed about my living situation. When I'm depressed, I eat. I try to watch what I eat, but then I end up with a headache, which makes me sick to my stomach, which makes me want something creamy or salty. And then my weight doesn't fall off, and I get depressed about my weight.
A Pi Phi friend just ran the NYC marathon. She's in her upper 30s, I believe. And all her training makes her lean as a rail. And then her older, motherly friends criticize her, saying she's too skinny.
I guess you can't please people. And I guess you have to follow your [healthy] heart and your head and try to take what you believe to be the best course of action.
And then fuhgedaboudit!
Medical "experts" have been telling us for several years to get the weight off, that there's a national epidemic of overweight. And now they say a little extra cushioning can help us fight illness better.
A few years ago we were told a glass of wine a day can help ensure heart health and fight cancer. Then we're told it can contribute to breast cancer.
I'm depressed about my living situation. When I'm depressed, I eat. I try to watch what I eat, but then I end up with a headache, which makes me sick to my stomach, which makes me want something creamy or salty. And then my weight doesn't fall off, and I get depressed about my weight.
A Pi Phi friend just ran the NYC marathon. She's in her upper 30s, I believe. And all her training makes her lean as a rail. And then her older, motherly friends criticize her, saying she's too skinny.
I guess you can't please people. And I guess you have to follow your [healthy] heart and your head and try to take what you believe to be the best course of action.
And then fuhgedaboudit!
Wednesday, November 07, 2007
Where Was Everyone?
Last night I was privileged to attend a performance of the LA Theatre Works: Top Secret, the story behind the publishing of the Pentagon Papers.
It was a fantastic performance, and made me think back to those times. I was totally unaware of politics in those days. I was 21 years old and studying in France with Nadia Boulanger on the day in 1971 when they were published. In fact, I was pretty unaware of what was going on in Viet Nam at the time. The other thought, when watching this performance, is the parallel between what was going on at this time and what has been happening in the U.S. over the past few years.
What was interesting was how few people were in the audience. I believe the UAPresents administrative staff made reduced tickets available to school systems and teachers. And the house wasn't even half-full.
Every high school (and maybe middle school) history and middle school teacher and class along with the UA and Pima Community College history and political science instructors/professors and their classes should have been sitting in that theatre.
George Santayana said "Those who cannot remember the past are condemned to repeat it." I would amend that by changing "remember" to "understand." Last night's performance was a wonderful opportunity to understand a little more about our history.
(Jill - thanks!)
It was a fantastic performance, and made me think back to those times. I was totally unaware of politics in those days. I was 21 years old and studying in France with Nadia Boulanger on the day in 1971 when they were published. In fact, I was pretty unaware of what was going on in Viet Nam at the time. The other thought, when watching this performance, is the parallel between what was going on at this time and what has been happening in the U.S. over the past few years.
What was interesting was how few people were in the audience. I believe the UAPresents administrative staff made reduced tickets available to school systems and teachers. And the house wasn't even half-full.
Every high school (and maybe middle school) history and middle school teacher and class along with the UA and Pima Community College history and political science instructors/professors and their classes should have been sitting in that theatre.
George Santayana said "Those who cannot remember the past are condemned to repeat it." I would amend that by changing "remember" to "understand." Last night's performance was a wonderful opportunity to understand a little more about our history.
(Jill - thanks!)
Tuesday, November 06, 2007
Meltdown
Last night I posted all my known musical gigs on my calendar -- through May! I'm exhausted just looking at it and thinking about the constant running. Go to work; come home from work; drop bags, change clothes, grab bags, race out again; come home; drop into bed; repeat ad infinitum. Exhaustion.
This morning I looked in the mirror and just wanted to cry. I don't want to be here. I want to be there. I don't want to be here just trudging through each day, all alone. I want to be there where I can call the kids and take the babies for dinner, giving Ty and Jaci a little break. I want to be there where I can make a difference.
I'm trying to be patient. I'm trying to believe that the time isn't right yet and when it is, it'll happen. But I'm discouraged.
And just plain tired.
This morning I looked in the mirror and just wanted to cry. I don't want to be here. I want to be there. I don't want to be here just trudging through each day, all alone. I want to be there where I can call the kids and take the babies for dinner, giving Ty and Jaci a little break. I want to be there where I can make a difference.
I'm trying to be patient. I'm trying to believe that the time isn't right yet and when it is, it'll happen. But I'm discouraged.
And just plain tired.
Monday, November 05, 2007
GPS
On Friday evening I have to make my way to Scottsdale and find some mega church were the National Association of Teachers of Singing competition is being held.
The teacher whose students I'm accompanying called to talk about maps and directions. I told her I had GPS in the car, so it wouldn't be a problem. She replied, "I have 'Oh shit, I made a wrong turn' in the car."
There's your Monday morning giggle.
The teacher whose students I'm accompanying called to talk about maps and directions. I told her I had GPS in the car, so it wouldn't be a problem. She replied, "I have 'Oh shit, I made a wrong turn' in the car."
There's your Monday morning giggle.
Sunday, November 04, 2007
Hitting the Books
I've been busy lately, learning new things. I'm hitting computer books and music books.
I'm working on mastering ColdFusion, a software development tool used to create dynamic web sites. I've had a preliminary interview with Turning Technologies in Youngstown, OH, and the HR person who interviewed me indicated the vice president of operations, who would be the next person to interview me, would be apprehensive about my lack of ColdFusion knowledge. So I'm racing to show him that I can develop in ColdFusion.
And out of people I met and worked with in the St. Francis musical revue, I met a local singing teacher. I am accompanying eight of her students in the National Association of Teachers of Singing competition in Scottsdale next weekend. I spent four hours yesterday listening to and learning show tunes I had never heard before, sometimes from shows I'd never heard of! I rehearsed last night with six of my eight assigned students. When another accompanist didn't show up because of illness, I sightread difficult music (including "The Light in the Piazza" - überdifficult!) for six of his assigned students.
It seems the original theme of this blog is superfluous lately. There are no dates; there are no men; the love in my life comes solely from my kids and grandkids and some cherished close friends.
May this only be a brief dry spell while I wait for all my Ohio connections to fall into place.
Now, will you excuse me? I've gotta get back to my books.
I'm working on mastering ColdFusion, a software development tool used to create dynamic web sites. I've had a preliminary interview with Turning Technologies in Youngstown, OH, and the HR person who interviewed me indicated the vice president of operations, who would be the next person to interview me, would be apprehensive about my lack of ColdFusion knowledge. So I'm racing to show him that I can develop in ColdFusion.
And out of people I met and worked with in the St. Francis musical revue, I met a local singing teacher. I am accompanying eight of her students in the National Association of Teachers of Singing competition in Scottsdale next weekend. I spent four hours yesterday listening to and learning show tunes I had never heard before, sometimes from shows I'd never heard of! I rehearsed last night with six of my eight assigned students. When another accompanist didn't show up because of illness, I sightread difficult music (including "The Light in the Piazza" - überdifficult!) for six of his assigned students.
It seems the original theme of this blog is superfluous lately. There are no dates; there are no men; the love in my life comes solely from my kids and grandkids and some cherished close friends.
May this only be a brief dry spell while I wait for all my Ohio connections to fall into place.
Now, will you excuse me? I've gotta get back to my books.
Thursday, November 01, 2007
Happy Hallowe'en
Trick or treat. I treated myself to a manicure and pedicure. How did you celebrate?
And here is a photo of my little darlings. Any reader who has known me longer than 25 years will be astonished to see how much Boston resembles Tyler at the same age.
And here is a photo of my little darlings. Any reader who has known me longer than 25 years will be astonished to see how much Boston resembles Tyler at the same age.
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