Mezzo Swede

A Toast to World Domination
2004-01-25 07:06:30 (UTC)

A Brighter Future

Did I even mention the purchase of a new car? I now drive a
Honda Civic, and I am extremely pleased about it. I miss my
little baby Beemer...but the Honda is definitely nice.

So, I started music directing a project. It was the opening
of a theatre that had been redone. Seemed like a fun, high
exposure kind of thing. And I was even more excited when I
heard that I would get to work with this particular
conductor that I had heard so much about.

Then I realized that the director was insane. And I am not
just saying that. She needs some serious medication. She
fired me this morning, on the unstated basis that I am
significantly more competent at age 24 than she could even
dream of being, at her tender age of 45. I guess she didn't
appreciate that the conductor didn't want to talk to anyone
but ME, because he too, realized her insanity. Oh, and she
probably didn't appreciate that the tenor that she slept
with, was hitting on me. But then again, I am not really
obligated to respect a director that breaks down and weeps
after each rehearsal, because some tenor broke her heart.
Funny, how she insisted on casting him anyway. What it
comes down to, is that a potentially horrible situation,
isn't really that bad, because any way you look at it, I
come out on top. Imagine! That crazy witch actually thought
I'd put her name on my resume...she should be putting my
name on hers.

Anyway, to make this long story slightly shorter, the
conductor was on my side the entire time, and I guess the
director didn't like the fact that my ideas and solutions
were better than hers. But truly seems to be an ugly
person, inside and out. And what's more...I lost my pretty
good friend Katie, because she doesn't want to "bite the
hand that feeds her." Katie, I suggest you find a more sane
hand to feed you. Or better yet, grow some balls and go
feed yourself. Especially if the hand that feeds you is the
same hand that backstabbs your friends.

This experience has taught me something. I must be somewhat
talented to be able to make this woman hate me so much. But
what is more important is that the conductor, who I
respected from the get-go...told me he would like to work
with me in the future, and called the director an idiot for
firing the most competent person on the production team.

By the way, Melyssa and I went to a great concert. It was
Ann-Sophie Von Otter singing. I thought she flailed her
arms a lot, but her voice was fabulous. She gave me her
flowers when we went backstage to say hi. I thought that
was nice. I wonder if hyphenating my first name, like she
has, would make me become famous faster...




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