Okay, today my gratitude is a little…well, I’m grateful
and I’m not grateful.
You may recall the Eastern European adventures of my
friend Dick and his wife—which included the surprise addition of a stay
in a Dresden hospital and an aborted break-out plan from those of us who
heard about it via clandestine messages tapped furtively and under the
influence of pain meds on his iPod.
Really—there does
need to be an opera about that.
In my post last June I mentioned that Dick performs in
the Washington Revels every year, and he had to work his audition for this year’s
Celtic-themed show around the Ostmark trip. But his “Eileen Aroon” did the
trick, as witnessed by the Revels’
Facebook frisnic this week about him:
If you’re not able to access the page, here’s the opening
graf:
“earance being 1993. His role this
year-- an antique Irish peasant—mirrors his first Christmas Revels appearance
as an Irish antiquarian scholar. He has also been a kilted Scot, a Victorian
toff, a medieval royal counselor, a sword-wielding Elizabethan yeoman, a French
Canadian village elder, an Andalusian rabbi, and as a peasant in various times
and climes.”
I’m so grateful that social media enabled me to see this
story (and amazing photo) of my friend. What I’m ungrateful about is that I’m
2500 miles across the continent from this show and won’t be able to see him.
But if you’re anywhere in the DC area—if you can still
even get tickets—go.
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