Diary of Lisa Taylor, reluctantly 42 (and a half)

Or.. 'f.ck me I'm forty.. two.. and a half', though can look 38 on a - not so deluded - good day. Or 'How to reconcile a well experienced mind trapped in a still - but for how long? – youthful body.' Don't have the 30somethings angst/problems, neither have the resigned (?) ageing baby-boomers in safe family territory outlook yet. Here's how I cope, one day all sexy women will get old... but never invisible. © Lisa Taylor 2005/6/7/8/9. Jeez.. so much for the 42 and-a-half delusion

Tuesday, April 13, 2010

12th April - Diva & Rufus

As sent on the hoof to a friend.

Ps. R. and I thought Rufus’ s opera a crashing bore of a plot and no tunes, not a single one you could come out and hum. Very disappointing. I’ll wait to read reviews. 9 for effort and singers sang and acted well (male lead not that powerful at all) but the plot was repetitive, I mean really, they went back at least 4 times to what was supposed to be the magic duet and was ... not. Only 4 characters and 1 set and truly no arias! Boy george/Graham Norton in the audience and Rufus himself taking a bow. Bless. Don't give up the day job. Not like me to shuffle in my chair that much. The end was very drawn out too. You thought it was the end and no, wait, one more song that was not memorable apart from a line for La Marsellaise. Oh what fun he must have had naming his diva 'Madame Saint Laurent' . Get it? Could have been Madame LaCroix.


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