Archive for August 2008

And the livin’ is easy…

Oh, what a fun summer of 2008 we have! We rehearse regularly and relatively productively throughout June and July. We sing at Budd Lake Beach. We even get to see each other while we’re on vacation! We manage to get a gig singing at Cold Spring Village, a living history museum featuring 25 restored buildings from the 19th century, conveniently located between the vacation sites of the various quartet members (Sea Isle City and Cape May). So on a beautiful day in August we assemble there for two hours of “strolling” performances. It is Antique Car Show day, so in addition to singing in front of the weaving house, the blacksmith shop, the stocks, the old schoolhouse, and other relics from the 1800s, we also warble among the classic cars of yesteryear. All provide great photo-ops, but since Ro has only a disposable camera, she is unable to post them on the MB4 website. You can, however, see us clearly in your imagination if you try hard enough or take extra medication. Actually, we are in the paper! We make page 13 of the August 21, 2008 edition of the Cape May Gazette, so you can see us there! If they archive their editions, you might be able to find it at
http://www.thecapemaygazette.com
We also get a classic shot of us peeking through one of those life-size pictures with holes cut out for your head. It is the MB4 version of American Gothic, with Audrey and Jeff as the stern-faced farm couple and Steve, Ro and Al as various parts of farm animals.

Energized and refreshed from this escapade, we celebrate the next day by lying inert on the beach for hours, enjoying sun, sand, surf, and songs.

Just call him The Kernel

To finish the month of July, we set an endurance record for the longest rehearsal. It starts at 5:30 and goes on till 10:00. That’s 4.5 hours of rollicking good music and camaraderie! Actually, without all the camaraderie we probably could have finished the rehearsal in about 45 minutes, but let’s just say there is some laughter. There is also some incredible food served up by the fabulous Brenda.

Steve inadvertently entertains us all with his eccentric way of eating corn on the cob. It is rodent-like in method and machinelike in precision, with each kernel stripped away from the cob neatly and uniformly, row by row, resulting in a perfectly clean cob that appears to have been sucked dry by a mob of voracious crows. The secret, he says (although nobody asked) is in the bottom teeth. Naturally we all try to match his corn-eating prowess but our efforts are in vain. There is not enough orthodonture in the world to enable Jeff to do it, and Ro takes too much of an abstract random approach to corn eating to ever succeed at the Steve method. Audrey suggests that Steve might be able to make some money with this skill, perhaps by creating artistic designs or chewing people’s names in corn at carnivals. This is probably an ill-conceived idea, although if anybody out there is interested in some “corn art,” just contact Steve through our website.

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