The Magnificent Mr Brel

Borowski sent me this link – it’s Jacques at his acerbic best…quite a performance…

On YouTube, they describe it like this:

“A searing performance from his last Olympia concert Jacques Brel enacts a story of young man who is rejected by his girl’s petit bourgeois family. He proceeds to demolish the members one by one. The incredible facial expressions, hand movements and body language, as well as the simple mesmeric two chord accompaniment add an unparalleled theatricality to this performance.”

Too @#*%$$ hot!

melting21It is so flippen hot.  Last night we battled to sleep.  Mozzies fat as throat lozenges attacked us relentlessly. Tonight is even worse. Make it rain.

But speaking of that, we had the wettest winter last year in Slaapstad for ooh about 50 years. I will put money on it this is the worst summer in a while…bleurgh…

Because, let’s face it, you’ve always wanted to know…

This is classic. At last – a website with a real answer. Check out The Official God FAQ for the burning question of the time. It makes you smile.

Actually, it reminds me of that campaign they’re starting on buses: huge signs saying “There’s probably no God, now stop worrying and enjoy your life”.

Ees very funny.

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Seems that there’s a follow up to this too. Another sign reveals:

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Suggestions on a postcard, please…

Back to Joshi?

It’s been 2 weeks now since we finished our Detox. We haven’t changed all that much in our diet – with the possible exception of exactly 4 cups of coffee in 14 days. And some other fruit. Which was really nice.

The biggest change has been booze. OK, we at a particularly stressful time, with the opening of our new show, Pictures of You, and the nightly performance is draining, intense, and we get wound up. Nothing quite like relaxing and unwinding afterwards with a whiskey or 2.

And here comes the kicker – man, can the body feel it! The last few days I’ve been exhausted, battling to wake up, yawny, stiff, and so on. Now we talking here about a whiskey or 2 per night. That’s not a lot at all. And a glass of red wine at our opening. But nothing compared to how we have been at times in the past. But that damn Joshi has rewired our systems, and I’m seriously considering going back on his detox. Seriously.

We seem to be straying onto the pathway of being boring. That sucks. No matter how healthy it is. But the feeling of being clear, and fresh, and cool, was awesome. As addictive as booze or anything else that might blow our trumpets.

Sigh…