I’m having a day where the weather has matched my mood. It started off fine and sunny, but somehow ended up a little shitty.
Waiting for a bus at Circular Quay, and getting my recently dry-cleaned suit wet, wasn’t exactly how I thought I’d end the day.
When I woke this morning it was sunny and very pleasant. In fact, I went to work – deliberately – without a jacket. And as I looked around the city today and noticed people wearing thick scarves – honestly, it’s the second of August – I felt a slight level of scorn.
As the day progressed, I became increasingly grumpy. There were a few things today which kinda annoyed me, and actually took me most of the day, and some the night, to recover from.
In fact, the grumpiness continued into the night, and took quite some time to overcome. I guess it happens to everyone whose life and work merge somewhat? As I long as I’ve had a job, the line between both has been blurred. I guess it’s because my job is “about life” in many ways, or at least that’s how I rationalise things, I guess.
But in the midst of it all, there was a bright spot: I went to the announcement tonight at the Opera House of the finalists for this year’s Helpmann Awards.
The Helpmann Awards is the annual awards celebration for live performance in all its forms. Thus tonight’s announcement of finalists included everything from pop concerts to opera.
Some years at the Helpmann Awards you actually get a little bored, as the same show seems to come up again and again. This year, there are some repeat finalists, but there’s also quite a few unexpected ones too. And quite a variety in the selection of finalists, which I think is a good thing. There’s a report here about who’s in and who’s out this year.
Best of all this year? There’s a cabaret category for the first time, and the host is David Campbell. Campbell conceded he’s following in the footsteps of some great performers, including Jonathan Biggens who has been terrific over the last few years.
After a bit of a shitty day, it was nice to attend something with such a degree of happiness and optimism.
Aside from that, it’s a cold, wet night in Sydney tonight. After a glamorous early evening, I’m at home wearing my jarmies and watching tv.
Oh, and did I mention my tv challenge for the week? I’m trying my best NOT to watch Foxtel this week. I’m trying to see if I can “give it up” now that free digital has improved somewhat. If I can do without it for a week, I’m gonna dump Foxtel. My only weakness so far was succumbing to an episode of “Are You Being Served?”. In the meantime, Madonna is on Letterman, free to air, and so I better go. Cya.