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Reiner Torheit
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Is this the scummiest idea yet to emerge from the dross-brained cretins at BBC TV? http://news.bbc.co.uk/1/hi/entertainment/7091410.stmImagine the "Creative" meeting: DERMOT: (in blue glasses with spikey hair) OK, any ideas what we could do to make choral music sexy, anyone?
FITZ: (in purple loons and a kaftan) What about Handel's MESSIAH from a major war-zone?
PHAEDRA: (with violent pink hair shorter than Dermot's): No, too dangerous, our crew might be injured, and we don't have the budget to fly-back the stiffs. But the "war" idea is good, how can we keep that?
BECCA: (program trainee, in brown dungarees): "Yeah, War! Mega Ratings! Go for it, War! Robot Wars with Choirs!"
EGG: (in Speedo swimwear); "Yeah, War! Choir Wars! First they sing, then they beat each other up! Mega, Becca!"
DERMOT: "Great, so we call it "Choir Wars", Egg to produce, Becca to assist, let's do it at Manchester because it's near Wales where choirs come from. OK, next, "live relay of something called "THE RING" from Covent Garden"?
FITZ: Deadsville, Man, snore-job ahoy! Low ratings - low bonuses! No way!
BECCA: Zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz
EGG: Like Wagner, man, he's like, the Anti-Christ, man, I mean, Nazi or what? Did you know he was a vegetarian? Or Hitler was. One of them was. Same difference.
BECCA: When can I work on Blue Peter?(continues until the coffee runs-out) |
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"I was, for several months, mutely in love with a coloratura soprano, who seemed to me to have wafted straight from Paradise to the stage of the Odessa Opera-House"
- Leon Trotsky, "My Life"
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Milly Jones
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« Reply #1 on: 16:52:20, 25-11-2007 » |
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Oh no! This is as bad as Classical Star. Still, we are assured that this is what most people like in the way of entertainment - gladiatorial bouts, people kicked out - reality tv. I feel very depressed about it all. Not much fun being a minority.  |
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We pass this way but once. This is not a rehearsal!
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Ron Dough
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« Reply #2 on: 17:10:51, 25-11-2007 » |
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"The Empire crumbleth, with great certainty. As in the Rome of old, where gladitorial combat did distract the people from the Nation's woes, so now shall we see the great unwashed witness the destruction of things they know not of, to stop their minds from the consideration of weightier matters...."
(Orlando Gibbon: The Fall of the Reithian Empire, Vol XXXVI. p. 1086)
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Martin
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« Reply #3 on: 17:30:14, 25-11-2007 » |
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"Nation shall speak pizza unto nation."
ibid., Ron?
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Ron Dough
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« Reply #4 on: 17:33:33, 25-11-2007 » |
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I do believe it is, Martin. (Mind you, were a certain presenter to be caught in the cross-fire, I might even see the point of the whole enterprise.  ) |
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perfect wagnerite
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« Reply #5 on: 17:55:54, 25-11-2007 » |
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When I were a lad, many years ago, my school's misprinted termly calendar proudly listed its forthcoming participation in the "National Public Schools Six-a-Side Carol Service" (Oh yes).
How we all laughed at this surreal concept. Little did we know ....
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At every one of these [classical] concerts in England you will find rows of weary people who are there, not because they really like classical music, but because they think they ought to like it. (Shaw, Don Juan in Hell)
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Reiner Torheit
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« Reply #6 on: 18:06:43, 25-11-2007 » |
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"National Public Schools Six-a-Side Carol Service" The result to be decided by three falls or a submission. Countertenors may not use handbags as weapons. No gouging and no transposition - when the conductor says "Break!", that means "Break!". In the Red Corner... weighing in at a total of 1600lbs for the entire choir... the Pounders of Polyphony, the Maulers of Monteverdi, let's have a big hand for.... the Decani Destroyers!!! Yeeeeah!! Wooo-Woo-Woo! Das, ist der ewige Kunst!(c) Brecht/Weill, RISE & FALL OF THE CITY OF MAHAGONNY |
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"I was, for several months, mutely in love with a coloratura soprano, who seemed to me to have wafted straight from Paradise to the stage of the Odessa Opera-House"
- Leon Trotsky, "My Life"
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Jonathan
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« Reply #7 on: 18:13:46, 25-11-2007 » |
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What a terrible idea.
Another rule:
In the event of a tie, the competitors will have a "Sing Off" in which whoever sings "Off" the loudest and longest wins.
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Best regards,
Jonathan
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"as the housefly of destiny collides with the windscreen of fate..."
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ahinton
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« Reply #8 on: 18:31:55, 25-11-2007 » |
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Here's what some might say has turned our Aled
Into a Welsh phenomenon invalid
For having brought upon himself The Choir
And thereby gone from frying-pan to fire.
Best,
Alistair
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« Reply #9 on: 18:36:27, 25-11-2007 » |
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Our first clerihew?
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Ron Dough
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« Reply #10 on: 19:19:50, 25-11-2007 » |
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They're obviously scraping the bottom of the barrel for more of these cheap LCD combats: there can't be all that much left....unless....
OK guys, time to start practising with your bikes!
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martle
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« Reply #11 on: 19:21:44, 25-11-2007 » |
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OK guys, time to start practising with your bikes!
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Green. Always green.
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Ron Dough
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« Reply #12 on: 19:23:51, 25-11-2007 » |
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That's looking suspiciously like a 'what happens next?' picture, marty, particularly for the guy on the left.
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Reiner Torheit
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« Reply #13 on: 20:25:03, 25-11-2007 » |
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That's looking suspiciously like a 'what happens next?' picture, marty, particularly for the guy on the left.
He's within a 2-3cm of joining in with one of our other threads, Ron |
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"I was, for several months, mutely in love with a coloratura soprano, who seemed to me to have wafted straight from Paradise to the stage of the Odessa Opera-House"
- Leon Trotsky, "My Life"
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increpatio
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« Reply #14 on: 11:30:13, 30-11-2007 » |
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I have to say I rather like the idea of a celebrity choir, that it
1) gets them all out of the way in one go
2) sets the professionally attention-hungry against each other whilst requiring them very actively to maintain a façade of camaraderie (more than other situations I can think of do).
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