Thespian action continues, with rehearsals for Fluellen's production of "Othello", in which I play the character of Roderigo. The show runs at Swansea Grand Theatre Arts Wing from 6th - 9th of November, with matinees on the 7th and 8th.
Despite the absence of much else of note hereabouts, I'm not intending to turn this into an "Actor's Blog" - but if occasional updates may amuse, then you might consider following @robstradling on Twitter. Oh, go on...
Friday, October 19, 2012
Friday, October 05, 2012
The Sky's Falling For You
I have never knowingly listened to an Adele song before.
Although it's impossible to conduct a modern life without knowing who she is, what she does, and how heavy she is this week, it perversely requires no effort at all to avoid actually hearing her sing. There's a thesis somewhere on how and when Pop Culture ceased to revolve around actual - you know - pop. This isn't it, though.
I had no complaints when Adele was selected to sing the Bond theme; a chart-bestriding diva like her is an obvious choice. So now I've listened to the song... and while I can't say that I love it, it is the first Bond theme for a while not to actually make me bury my head in my hands in despair. I can hum it, for a start - a priceless luxury. And if those unsubtle Bond chords are only there as a lumpen musical counterweight to drag her back on-topic... well I've got to admit that that works.
Bond songs tend to grow on me, and some have started from worse positions than this.
Although it's impossible to conduct a modern life without knowing who she is, what she does, and how heavy she is this week, it perversely requires no effort at all to avoid actually hearing her sing. There's a thesis somewhere on how and when Pop Culture ceased to revolve around actual - you know - pop. This isn't it, though.
I had no complaints when Adele was selected to sing the Bond theme; a chart-bestriding diva like her is an obvious choice. So now I've listened to the song... and while I can't say that I love it, it is the first Bond theme for a while not to actually make me bury my head in my hands in despair. I can hum it, for a start - a priceless luxury. And if those unsubtle Bond chords are only there as a lumpen musical counterweight to drag her back on-topic... well I've got to admit that that works.
Bond songs tend to grow on me, and some have started from worse positions than this.
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