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Music for writing

OK, so this has been sort of a themed week, what with my writing a new story and a new character and all that.

So today a bit of music from a concert that’s been providing a soundtrack of sorts for my writing this week*.

Enjoy.

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* I did tell you I use music to coreograph my stories, right?


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Prisoner of Zenda, the musical

After the photo posted on Thursday, I was looking for something interesting and Ruritania-related in the media, for my Sunday post .

Well, here goes – an excerpt from the Takarazuka staging of Anthony Hope‘s Prisoner of Zenda as an all-female-cast musical*, in the year 2000.

This is Rupert of Hentzau (actress and singer Kouju Tatsuki) doing his thing, and being suitably rakish.

Enjoy!

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* And yes, it is implausible like all musicals, only a little more so.


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I’m a million miles away from it all

raydaviesOk, something a little different – thanks to the ubiquitous Facebook, I found out that yesterday was Ray Davies‘ 70th birthday.

Now this feels weird because I discovered Ray Davies and started listening to the Kinks very late, when I was nineteen.
My friends listened to Pink Floyd – I listened to the Kinks.
And now I’m forty-seven.
And therefore Ray Davies’ words have traveled with me for, what, twenty-eight years?
My goodness, they want by so fast.

I think great writers are those that can actually write down what we feel, and think, and they do it in a better, more economic and focused way we ever could.
In this sense, Ray Davies has been to me one of the greatest writers I ever knew.

And now I should provide some sample of this writing excellence, and I can’t really choose.
Too many songs, each one closely connected with a single moment of the last 28 years.

One of the many little things that make me an anglophile, I guess.
But it’s more complicated than that.
So, why not just place here the song that I currently find closer to me?

Enjoy!

 


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Gosh!

I don’t know if you noticed, out there, but there’ a lot of talk about football (that’s soccer to some of you) in the media and on the streets, these days.

And while I’m not interested, really, I thought about this very old song and video, which seem to be fitting*.

She’s Joan Armatrading, the song is Drop the Pilot.

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* And I think my friend Claire, with her passion for silent movies, might appreciate it (I’m pretty sure she does not know it)