Thursday, December 18, 2014

Wednesday, December 17, 2014

Meh, only Wednesday?

Nope, didn't get much reading done again last night. One can only hope for tonight. Yes, I'm still obsessing. This is now my computer wallpaper:

And to show this actor's emotions in this role, here's Judas' death:

Drew Sarich [Judas] Judas' Death by annasha

Ok. I promise, tomorrow I won't talk about it.

Much love,
PK the Bookeemonster

Tuesday, December 16, 2014

Why we don't put up a tree; Coda would do this.

I'm obsessing. On, there's a performance of Jesus Christ Superstar that I am watching over and over and over. First, if you know me, JCS is my all time, hands-down, no question about it favorite all time musical, ever since I saw a production when I was young. This is a performance I came across was from 2005 in Amstetten, Austria (yes, in English). The actor playing Jesus is horrible, doesn't have the vocals to do much of anything. The actress playing Mary Magdalen is shrill and likes to make up her own tunes along the way. The performance by Herod is truly embarrassing. But the guy playing Judas? OMG, he is PERFECTION, and I don't say it lightly. Holy freakin' moley. Drew Sarich. The best I have ever seen or heard. The guy sings amazingly and the emotions he exudes.... just wow. Youtube won't let me embed a clip but go to this page and you can see his performance of Jesus Christ Superstar, the song:

Here's the whole show if you have the time (I skip the bad songs, i.e., Jesus, Mary Magdalen, Herod). The actor doing Pilate is very good, too, surprisingly. The Judas death scene is also just amazing. But go to 1:27:47 if you just want to watch the Jesus Christ Superstar performance:

I am just gobsmacked and wish I had a time machine to go see all performances of this that they did. Drew Sarich has also sung the Jesus in a later production and sings like an angel but the staging is strange, more like a concert version. Oh what the heck, listen to him do Gethsemane:

On a more mundane matter, I took my vacuum in to be cleaned because it just wasn't doing the best it could and I'm told because they don't have Dyson parts in, it will be a week or two. Really? Bah.

I'm hoping Steve's Christmas present arrives in time. I have one gift for him but I realized it probably didn't have enough oomph by itself so yesterday I picked out something else to go with it but it's through a third party via Amazon so my fingers are crossed. Sigh.

I spent last night pretty much watching the above mentioned musical on the computer last night. Maybe tonight this obsession will let me do some reading. Sometimes I just have to ride it out.

Much love,
PK the Bookeemonster 

Monday, December 15, 2014

Coffee, stat ... er, in a bottle....

We've got snow again, just about a half inch. Unfortunately, it rained first so it has been icy most of the day. I'd rather drive on six inches of snow that slick streets.

Not much else going on. Dallas won last night so that's looking good. The Voice finale is tonight but I haven't really been watching though I've been following the results. We'll see if I'll watch it.

We watched Guardians of the Galaxy this weekend. The worldbuilding is great and it is FUNNY. Surprised me.

So. I finished CALLANDER SQUARE by Anne Perry. That was 2nd in the series so a re-read for me. It was a digital loan from the library. I may just end of reading tonight.

Much love,
PK the Bookeemonster

Friday, December 12, 2014

TGIF for reals

Much love,
PK the Bookeemonster

Thursday, December 11, 2014

No, probably more like "Stop touching me"

Currently reading WATCHING THE DARK by Peter Robinson. This is 20th of 22 in series featuring Alan Banks, Eastvale detective chief inspector, in Yorkshire, England. Here's a description:
A decorated detective inspector is murdered on the tranquil grounds of the St. Peter's Police Treatment Centre, shot through the heart with a crossbow arrow, and compromising photographs are discovered in his room. Detective Chief Inspector Alan Banks is well aware that he must handle the highly sensitive—and dangerously explosive—investigation with the utmost discretion. Because the case may involve police corruption, an officer from Professional Standards, Inspector Joanna Passero, has arrived to work with Banks and his team. Though he tries to keep an open mind and offer his full cooperation, the dedicated Banks and his practical investigative style clash with Passero's cool demeanor and by-the- book professionalism. All too soon, the seasoned detective finds himself under uncomfortable scrutiny, his methods second-guessed. As Banks digs deeper into the life and career of the victim, a decorated cop and recent widower named Bill Quinn, he comes to believe that Quinn's murder may be linked to an unsolved missing persons case. Six years earlier, a pretty nineteen-year-old English girl named Rachel Hewitt made national headlines when she disappeared without a trace in Tallinn, Estonia. Convinced that finding the truth about Rachel will lead to Quinn's killer, Banks follows a twisting trail of clues that lead from England to the dark, cobbled alleys of Tallinn's Old Town. But the closer he seems to solving the complicated cold case, the more it becomes clear that someone doesn't want the past stirred up. While Banks prowls the streets of Tallinn, DI Annie Cabbot, recovered from her near-fatal shooting and back at the station in Eastvale, is investigating a migrant labor scam involving corrupt bureaucrats and a loan shark who feeds on the poor. As evidence in each investigation mounts, Banks realizes the two are linked—and that solving them may put even more lives, including his own, in jeopardy.

Published in 2012, it has 368 pages.  This is a loan from the library.

Also reading THE WORD EXCHANGE by Alena Graedon. This is a stand alone SFF novel. Here's a description:
In the not-so-distant future, the forecasted “death of print” has become a reality. Bookstores, libraries, newspapers, and magazines are things of the past, and we spend our time glued to handheld devices called Memes that not only keep us in constant communication but also have become so intuitive that they hail us cabs before we leave our offices, order takeout at the first growl of a hungry stomach, and even create and sell language itself in a marketplace called the Word Exchange.  Anana Johnson works with her father, Doug, at the North American Dictionary of the English Language (NADEL), where Doug is hard at work on the last edition that will ever be printed. Doug is a staunchly anti-Meme, anti-tech intellectual who fondly remembers the days when people used email (everything now is text or videoconference) to communicate—or even actually spoke to one another, for that matter. One evening, Doug disappears from the NADEL offices, leaving a single written clue: ALICE. It’s a code word he devised to signal if he ever fell into harm’s way. And thus begins Anana’s journey down the proverbial rabbit hole . . . Joined by Bart, her bookish NADEL colleague, Anana’s search for Doug will take her into dark  basements and subterranean passageways; the stacks and reading rooms of the Mercantile Library; and secret meetings of the underground resistance, the Diachronic Society. As Anana penetrates the mystery of her father’s disappearance and a pandemic of decaying language called “word flu” spreads, The Word Exchange becomes a cautionary tale that is at once a technological thriller and a meditation on the high cultural costs of digital technology.

Published in 2014, it has 386 pages. This is on the Kindle. 

Nothing on TV but sometime in the next three evenings, I think we'll watch Guardians of the Galaxy via On Demand. Just don't know when it will work out best. Otherwise, yeah, reading.

Much love,
PK the Bookeemonster

Wednesday, December 10, 2014

The monsters -- or evil cats -- won't get you

I read yesterday THE BOOK OF IVY by Amy Engel. This is the 1st of (I think) a dystopian young adult trilogy. Here's a description:
Ivy is the granddaughter of Westfall (aka the losing side) founder, and as the daughter of a powerless (and power hungry) leader, she's been brainwashed for years in the righteousness of a cause she knows very little about. As per tradition in their community, she is being married at the ripe old age of 16 to a boy from the winning side. This is a custom done to maintain the peace in the community, however as you can expect, Ivy isn't the least bit happy...especially because she knows who she is going to marry. The lucky boy is Bishop Lattimer, the son of the president (aka the winning side). But Ivy has a major secret. She must kill Bishop to aid her father and sister in their plan to regain power in Westfall.
Published in 2014, it has 304 pages. I'm always on the lookout for a good YA dystopian after reading THE HUNGER GAMES, DIVERGENT, and others. This is not top tier like those two, but it does resonate near the top.  The worldbuilding is mostly well thought out, with some complicated issues, and I think the first person point of view is always a plus. And as my brother would say, "What is it with those 16-year-old girls!" Usually, I come to these trilogies when they're completed. Not this time. I have to wait a year for the second book. Bah.

And I am about to start THE SECRET KEEPER by Kate Morton. This is a stand alone. Here's a description:
During a summer party at the family farm in the English countryside, sixteen-year-old Laurel Nicolson has escaped to her childhood tree house and is happily dreaming of the future. She spies a stranger coming up the long road to the farm and watches as her mother speaks to him. Before the afternoon is over, Laurel will witness a shocking crime. A crime that challenges everything she knows about her family and especially her mother, Dorothy—her vivacious, loving, nearly perfect mother. Now, fifty years later, Laurel is a successful and well-regarded actress living in London. The family is gathering at Greenacres farm for Dorothy’s ninetieth birthday. Realizing that this may be her last chance, Laurel searches for answers to the questions that still haunt her from that long-ago day, answers that can only be found in Dorothy’s past. Dorothy’s story takes the reader from pre–WWII England through the blitz, to the ’60s and beyond. It is the secret history of three strangers from vastly different worlds—Dorothy, Vivien, and Jimmy—who meet by chance in wartime London and whose lives are forever entwined. 
Published in 2011, it has 597 pages. This is a digital loan from the library. I really loved her previous book, THE HOUSE AT RIVERTON, so I'll give this a try.

And finally, I have to share this. I think this is brilliant and just funny. How do monks who've taken a vow of silence sing Hallelujah? This way:

I absolutely love it!

Nothing on TV tonight for me so I'd better get some reading done, stat.

Much love,
PK the Bookeemonster