Wild heart, child heart, all of the world your home.
Glad heart, mad heart, what can you do but roam?
Oh, I'll beat it once more in the morning, boys,
With a pinch of tea and a crust;
For you cannot deny
When you hark to the cry
Of the Wan-der-lust.
(The Wanderlust, Robert W. Service)

we went and saw wanderlust at stratford last night. it is a musical based on the poetry of robert w. service. it was my favourite show so far this season. the setting was a bank and other than a brief stint in a boarding house,  at a train station, and deep in characters' imaginations, the bank is where they stayed.  despite this rather drab setting the musical was great. all about adventures and the dream to go and move and leave which i totally understand. it has a male heavy cast which is also fun because it provides for different musical opportunities. there was of course a love story woven in but it wasn't predictable and it doesn't turn out the way you expect at all - and there was a cremation of sam mcgee which of course is necessary when dealing with anything to do with service --- all in all --- go see it!

when i got home at around midnight it was to find 2 policemen and a police dog in my backyard... fortunately there was a dude across the street who told me they were there when i got out of my car because the dog running around the side of the house and sniffing me would not have been quite as peaceful an experience if i didn't know there was a possibility for it. 

classes are going well - i LOVE the jazz pedagogy class... this morning we spent 2 hours playing the double bass.... if this entire masters could be taken in practical courses my life would be much happier - and i'd learn a lot more... because as much fun as sitting around being hoity toity and discussing philosophy is - standing and playing bass is sooo much more. 

anyways - i'm off to tackle at least part of my transcription... hopefully there are pianos available...