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Friday, November 17, 2006


It might have been folly to agree to do this, since I'm winding up for finals, but I'm playing piano again for Gorey Stories. At least this time around, I didn't have to do the grueling daily rehearsals for several weeks before it opened. It was more stressful this way--opening and wondering if we're going to make it through the show--but after we did, it's all cake from now on.

AND, we were picked for Critic's Choice this week! I wish the picture that was in the paper was also online, but it's just the review. And despite the fact that it does not have a string quartet but a string trio and a piano (one of its integral parts, in my opinion!), the review is pretty awesome.

Two scenes are online at YouTube, recorded in 2003. The visual quality isn't great, but the audio is. The Insect God and The Gilded Bat. (Which made me discover that the Mystery! opening credits is also online in several incarnations!)



Blogger Lesley said...

That's wonderful! Somewhere, I have a postcard you sent from the first performance. How much longer will it go?

9:21 PM  

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