Copyright 2020, James Hooker
This is a point - there are more (for me at least) that film scores changed to actually sound like they had something to do with the film and not a random idiocy the editor/director fished out of the can and just plonked down! Bravo and thank you Elmer Bernstein, for the score, and director Robert Mulligan for the film.
..and, I'm not amused. A fucking pedo! Google it; west coast cunt, he is.
Workers in the backyard re-doing the pool - powersawing rebar since Friday - screech city! Workers out front are re-building garage - lots of hammering there. My Bose NC Headphones have been erected on my head for more than four hours now. Question: Should I consult a doctor?
I've been blessed by God. He blessed me with such a gift - I fed my family with this singular gift - He blessed me with work; work that, barring my health going way south, I can undertake to a very considerable set of numbers in age, and, I find no better way to relax than to work.
I rise up, pretty much, right after dawn. Rarely do I jump up with my hair on fire; I lay there for a while, reviewing my nights dreams which, maybe nine tenths of the time, are musical in nature.
Pants on? Check. Slippers? Check. Downstairs for coffee for Jessica and myself and then, weather permitting, out to the veranda with the laptop and headphones, or, straight to the studio and go to tape. Yes, I still call it tape.
I used to enjoy reading the paper with my morning coffee; it's taken me over a half century to break the habit - it was a poison I dragged along with me throughout my day, never realising it's effects upon my frame of mind, therefore, every act/decision of the day was colored by some calamity or other.
My advice? Grab your headphones instead of the paper when you pour that cup. By all means, check the news of the day, but wait much later to do so.