Barelytonal

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Some of my friends in rehearsal for Le Nozze di Figaro.

I've just written a whole essay and then, because I am a computer-illiterate fool, I managed to loose all that precious brain fodder. Damn damn damn!!! I was talking about what I do and I was getting all philosophical and well, it was good! Really good stuff! Gone forever into the ether. Perhaps I can remember some of it. Oh yes, I explained that the title of my blog "barelytonal" is a play on the word baritonal and that I am a classical singer and a baritone... *biiiiiig breath*. I am on the verge of my first ever performance of Le Nozze di Figaro and I'm playing the role of Count Almaviva. A rather unfortunate charachter but I love him. He is a horny man and a jealous possesive husband in 18th century Spain. Not the ideal combo for a happy life but I guess he gets his kicks and gets a kicking for it. This opera is wonderful. Go listen to it or see it this very instant if you haven't already and you're life will be better for it, I promise. It's one of humanity's greatest achievements, that was the philosophical bit. And that is all I can recall... If you happen to find my essay somewhere in a deep ravine or a desert-dream or a thought-graveyard please return it. It was good. *Sob*

Wow! My very first blog entry. I imagine this insignificant posting swimming in an anonymous ocean so vast I can't even begin to comprehend it...
Today I wondered whether I am living in a free country. Call it paranoia but it's good to stay on top of these things right? Are we on the verge of something globally catastrophic? I hope so. Hopefully this blog will give me some air, or connect a few dots even if it's only to myself. I also had a very vivid and rather scary thought about being a child growing up in London or any city and never having been outside of it. I am so lucky to have grown up in some truly spectacular places and I've been to many other places as an adult that I can now tap into when my hectic, well I think so, city-life becomes unbearable. Popular hectic-city-life mental-holidays include:
1.Surfing in Australia - I can see one particular wave very clearly in my imagination.
2.Spearfishing in Austalia - All those bright coral colours haven't faded in my mind's eye quite yet.
3.Hiking in the Drakensberg Mountains in South Africa - Where I went to school.
Maybe this is enough for now, I don't want to wear myself out on my first entry and I imagine that I quite easily could.