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fluffymark) wrote2004-10-13 10:21 pm
fluffymark) wrote2004-10-13 10:21 pm
A Calling, and Oedipus
Hospital on tuesday morning was less scary than previous times - ![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
doseybat kindly came with me, and they were so efficient we managed to leave before my scheduled appointment time. Best of all, they don’t want to see me for another 3 weeks. Yaaaaaaaaaaaaay. *sighofrelief*
In the evening I hopped on the train to Cambridge. Last night’s Calling was better than it had any right to be. Yay to meetingdeborah_c (good to talk to you finally!) and medieval_bunny (who is most definitely a bunny and I claim is a closet bisexual), stroking davefish and aiwendel, dancing with libellum (who was wobbly) and the_lady_lily (who was teasing me. Yes you were). Successful in dragging compilerbitch along too, despite illness. And many more of you I chatted to and waved my broken finger at. I had lots of fun (admittedly, it could have been more fun, but someone wasn’t playing). *smallsmile*. devalmont announced his engagement, to general *squeeeees*, was also very wobbly, and joined a random group of us afterwards talking rubbish for at least an hour outside the Van of Death. Only blot of the evening was my sleeping over at emarkienna‘s place disturbed by the loudest fire alarm in the world ever at about 4am, lasting about an hour. The alarm was so loud my ears were hurting. Ow. I thought I’d accidentally ended up on the noisy floor at Slimelight or something. Erk.
Woke up this morning for coffee and toast. Ascassielalone had texted me to tell me she’d fallen ill and was unable to come out and play at the Calling, I went to look after her as she needed lots of comforting and hugs (and some of that magic Olbas Oil stuff). I do hope she eats more and gets better soon, although she’s adorable even when being an ill kitten. We talked of many pretty things, and must do that more often. *smallsmile*
Onwards to the Cambridge Arts Theatre to see a stunning performance of the Greek tragedy Oedipus. Yep, him who accidentally kills his father, marries his mother, and gets a little upset with himself when he finds out. All performed in the Ancient Greek, of course (with subtitles for the heathens like me who don’t study long-dead languages). What I hadn’t expected was the gender-switching, but in my eyes that was a more than welcome bonus. I was blown away by the quality of the acting - especially given these were not professional actors - Oedipus was such a joy to watch, from the confident Oedipus who mocks the oracle all the way to the broken and pitiful Oedipus who's lost everything he loves, and I frequently failed to read the subtitles as I was that much entranced. Not to mention a wholly gorgeous outfit with a pretty creature inside it. *thud*. And Creon (Oedipus’s brother-in-law/uncle/whatever) too. *thud*. Where did they get all these pretty actors from? (and can I have one of my very own to keep?). The Greek language was fluent, strong, confident and clear (not that I understood it) and I was sitting happily in awe. *applause* tothe_alchemist who was in the chorus, who I’d mainly gone to see. Those of you with tickets to see it, you’re in for a real treat. Sadly if you’ve not got a ticket, I think they’ve sold out totally, so you’ve missed it.
And now I’m back home in smelly London again. Work again tomorrow. Tired, exhausted, and with my mind going all sorts of exciting and interesting places. Am really not in the mood for work.
doseybat kindly came with me, and they were so efficient we managed to leave before my scheduled appointment time. Best of all, they don’t want to see me for another 3 weeks. Yaaaaaaaaaaaaay. *sighofrelief*In the evening I hopped on the train to Cambridge. Last night’s Calling was better than it had any right to be. Yay to meeting
deborah_c (good to talk to you finally!) and medieval_bunny (who is most definitely a bunny and I claim is a closet bisexual), stroking davefish and aiwendel, dancing with libellum (who was wobbly) and the_lady_lily (who was teasing me. Yes you were). Successful in dragging compilerbitch along too, despite illness. And many more of you I chatted to and waved my broken finger at. I had lots of fun (admittedly, it could have been more fun, but someone wasn’t playing). *smallsmile*. devalmont announced his engagement, to general *squeeeees*, was also very wobbly, and joined a random group of us afterwards talking rubbish for at least an hour outside the Van of Death. Only blot of the evening was my sleeping over at emarkienna‘s place disturbed by the loudest fire alarm in the world ever at about 4am, lasting about an hour. The alarm was so loud my ears were hurting. Ow. I thought I’d accidentally ended up on the noisy floor at Slimelight or something. Erk.Woke up this morning for coffee and toast. As
cassielalone had texted me to tell me she’d fallen ill and was unable to come out and play at the Calling, I went to look after her as she needed lots of comforting and hugs (and some of that magic Olbas Oil stuff). I do hope she eats more and gets better soon, although she’s adorable even when being an ill kitten. We talked of many pretty things, and must do that more often. *smallsmile*Onwards to the Cambridge Arts Theatre to see a stunning performance of the Greek tragedy Oedipus. Yep, him who accidentally kills his father, marries his mother, and gets a little upset with himself when he finds out. All performed in the Ancient Greek, of course (with subtitles for the heathens like me who don’t study long-dead languages). What I hadn’t expected was the gender-switching, but in my eyes that was a more than welcome bonus. I was blown away by the quality of the acting - especially given these were not professional actors - Oedipus was such a joy to watch, from the confident Oedipus who mocks the oracle all the way to the broken and pitiful Oedipus who's lost everything he loves, and I frequently failed to read the subtitles as I was that much entranced. Not to mention a wholly gorgeous outfit with a pretty creature inside it. *thud*. And Creon (Oedipus’s brother-in-law/uncle/whatever) too. *thud*. Where did they get all these pretty actors from? (and can I have one of my very own to keep?). The Greek language was fluent, strong, confident and clear (not that I understood it) and I was sitting happily in awe. *applause* to
the_alchemist who was in the chorus, who I’d mainly gone to see. Those of you with tickets to see it, you’re in for a real treat. Sadly if you’ve not got a ticket, I think they’ve sold out totally, so you’ve missed it.And now I’m back home in smelly London again. Work again tomorrow. Tired, exhausted, and with my mind going all sorts of exciting and interesting places. Am really not in the mood for work.
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Tomorrow evening - I'll go home first, so me and Catt can head over to your place together. I suspect we aim to get there for about 8. Have yet to check with her, as she's just gone to bed. Will let you know if plans change.
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And I'm so glad you think Marta's pretty - I thought it was just a bizarre Catriona thing. I also think Olga, who played Tiresias, is gorgeous, but you possibly can't tell beneath all that cinnamon foot mask(!) Laura (Creon) is a fabulous actor, but I can't say I fancy her.
Thanks for coming to see it - it makes such a difference having someone you know in the audience.
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Not my usual type at all, but I couldn't take my eyes off Marta. So damn pretty it hurts. Mmmmmmmmm. We share good taste there. :) And I want Laura's outfit. Really really want it. Had a nice view of all this wonderfulness from near the front where I was sitting. :)
You were awesome too - I'd been trying to work out which of the chorus was you, but it was impossible while you were all veiled - until you started chanting and singing, and I identified your voice, and then I knew. :)
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Laura - Can't I just take the overcoat off for this rehearsal?
Annie (the director) - No. Stop complaining. Napoleon dressed like that, and I bet he didn't complain.
Someone - Napoleon campaigned in Russia. In the Winter.
Someone else - And not under stage lights.
I liked the Lawrence of Arabia, East meets West *concept* of Marta's costume, but I didn't like the jacket that went over the tunic and beneath the lovely flowy thing. Good taste indeed. It's so frustrating at the end when Oedipus wants the chorus to be nice to him and we have to turn away. I just want to cuddle him...
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More fool you, for certain. You are surrounded on all sides by bisexual women who are queuing up to jump into bed with you, and all you want to do is kiss them. It brings tears to my eyes to see those frustrated women.
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Hmm, kissing and Gin and Tea, it's ages since I combined those two (and my source of both when they were last combined has gone to America!)
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When I finally visit Catriona for Gin and tea, and hopefully kisses, you'd be most welcome to join in the goodness.
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*blink* How on earth did I miss that??
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(and thank you!)
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And, um...hello!!!! No idea how you found this, but yes you are most cute (have seen photos, so you cannot deny it), and yay to you and Richard being very happy together. *happybounces*
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I hope I have the joy of meeting you someday!
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But yes, I got to talk to lots of lovely people, some of whom for the first time, some who I'd not seen in ages. I really enjoyed it.
The lurgy got the better of me a bit after midnight, so I went home about 12.30, very happy and quite content. :-)
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I remember the only time I ever went to Slimelight.
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