…by feeding them the Big Lie: the false promise of the Happy Ending.
Makiko, who heads my theatre company, just finished directing a local elementary school play in English, an adaptation of four tales from “The Brothers Grimm” for third graders that she’s been putting on there for the past three years. Once upon a time, she finagled me into writing a song for the big finale, wherein Sleeping Beauty’s curse is lifted, and her castle (portrayed by all 75 children in the cast) wakes up. I show up for the last couple of rehearsals each year to play the underscoring and accompinament on a live piano. This year, I must say the show was in fact a stunning success. We may have ruined a few more young lives, tempting them with the siren call of the theatre.
So, for your appreciation, here is the rehearsal version of the big finale, “Fairy Tales Do Come True”. It features cameos by the Brementown Musicians and the witch from Hansel and Gretel. (For the record, I wrote and recorded this well before my recent foray into Muppetophilia. Though of course like most people my age, as a child I certainly was a Muppetophile.)
Fairy Tales Do Come True by Quin Arbeitman is licensed under a Creative Commons Attribution-Noncommercial-Share Alike 3.0 Unported License.
Unrelated personal thoughts about blogging that nobody actually wants to read but probably will anyway though I don’t know why you’re inflicting it on yourself when I gave you fair warning, after the jump.
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It’s funny. I’d sort of quit blogging for a while because, (1) I felt kind of dissatisfied with my own quality as a writer, and (2) I had no time. Or rather, I thought I had no time.
February was quite possibly the busiest month I’ve ever had. If not in actuality, it certainly ranked up there in the top three. And yet, that was when I started blogging again. I guess I finally actually discovered for myself what I’d heard that blogging could be for so many other people: a form of release. It was something that made me feel better in a very stressful time. Of course, I wouldn’t consider anything I’ve written over the last week or so of any great worth; nothing was deeply thought out. I just wrote stuff, and posted it.
I am still going to be very, very busy for the next month and a half. I think I’m going to try a bit more of this “just write and post stuff” technique over that time period. Maybe from mid-April, when things are supposedly going to cool down for me again, I’ll start trying to laboriously write treatises of great importance once more, and get bogged down in the weightiness of it all once more. In the meantime, I think I’ll just have a little fun from time to time.