Rehearsals until reasonably late this evening and there’s a feeling of things coming together. Yes of course I know this beast, but it changes every time. Today I wore a mic for the first time as Scrooge and apart from a vague suspicion that I was calling bingo at Pontins it felt surprisingly good. When we were in a tiny intimate space above the Arts Theatre it was possible to get to some nuance. Sheffield, York, Jersey last time … That huge cold space in Bishopsgate… the rooms have been too big to allow much subtlety.
Suddenly I’m with a new Marley, and we are really leaning into the Spirits of Christmas. Previous years have blurred Marley and the spirits. This year we have really leant into them and it feels right. And with the mic I don’t have to bugger my nuance with volume. I think it’ll be stronger for it. It opens possibilities.
Who knows how this will be. It’ll be tiring but ultimately I think it’ll be a good one this time round.
I’ve been moving my car around for the last few days waiting until December when I’ve got a season pass. I’ve been trying to make use of my evenings in St H, either seeing friends or treating myself. This evening I went alone to Samphire restaurant as it is bloody good food and it makes me very happy.
Running in my spare time I’m still messing around with midjourney. To what extent is it a tool? If I want concept art, will I still pay a designer? I’m not sure what it is going to do to the marketplace. I haven’t asked it for logos but maybe it could do a decent logo. Mostly the stuff it does is mad, but I can’t overlook the fact that my prompts are a bit mad in the first place.
It’s my bedtime. I need my sleep right now so I’m off. Happy, well fed, creatively satisfied. It’s a lovely team.
AlBarclay 