Thursday, 17 October 2013

Of stressful songs, studio shoots and cute chiropractors

Hey all! Wow, has the clock been ticking down, and unfortunately I've reached a rather stressed-out point in the journey of this production. But I have nobody to blame but myself for leaving the writing of music scores till the last minute (though, to be fair, up until the middle of this year I wasn't in the right frame of mind, being unhappy in Singaypoo and all, but there's only so much milk I can get out of that cow, arf). Anyway, regardless, the show is going to happen, so I just keep swimming, like Nemo's Dory blithely says. La la la!

Anyway, some recaps: on Tuesday, the producers Dom and Ben, and cast-members Sean and Safia and I headed to the NTV7 studio in Shah Alam for our first television interview on The Edge, which also featured Sean and Safia singing a couple of songs from the show. Awesome stuff. I'll post up the interview as soon as we've got approval to put it up from the telly station (it's not going on air till the 25th, I think); but in the meantime, here are some pics of us at the studio, courtesy of Safia and Sean.

Aren't we pretty! Yes we are!! Daphne (second left) was our lovely hostess.
Getting ready to go on.
In the waiting room. Eesh, Nick. Thigh-ed much? That's Dominic
next to me; behind from left are Sean, Ben and Safia.
On the set.
Me on the keyboard. Sean looking like a supermodel behind me.
Only Ben, who took the photo, would have the perfect timing
to catch Safia giving Sean the stink-eye.
I'm going to end with something non-Edge-related. In all my distraction over the upcoming production, I'd neglected to mention that I'd been going to see a chiropractor since a couple of Fridays ago, at the nearby clinic at Centrepoint. So I walked in for the first consultation expecting just your regular ol' local doctor... and instead, I got Dr Chris, who's this Canadian jock and a really sweet, charming and hawt dude. (New readers of my blog, surprised at this revelation? Nick is gay. As gay as the Icecapades; as gay as a clutch purse at the Tony Awards, as dear old Jack McFarland would say.)

So chiro visits have been a bit... well, stressful, I suppose, because, y'know, you don't wanna go in for consultations and have your eyes (and mind) wander while you get into awkward positions and have his hands all over you and your knee occasionally in his crotch. Heh. And I found myself wanting to be more witty and charming, to make him laugh. Which I did, a couple of times, go me. But no, when you're kinda stressed out from other stuff (e.g. major theatrical projects), the last thing you wanna do is be distracted and further on edge (heh) when you're getting a back adjustment. So it's probably for the best that he's gone now. Yup: the sad news is that Dr Chris has left for Indonesia as he was just filling in for the regular chiropractor. We now take a moment of silence to grieve.

Still, it was fun while it lasted. And oh, the guy was funny. Here are a couple of instances that have taken place; you might have read these on FB already, but it's always fun to document these things here:

Dr Chris (with me lying on the treatment table, arms stretched down to the floor):  
I'm going to get you to move your hand just a little bit so I don't step on your fingers. (Pause) That's a mistake you make only once.


Instance #2:

Dr Chris: I'm going to turn you over on your side, but don't worry, you don't fall off. I haven't dropped anyone... (Pause)
Me: (Thinks) Don't giggle like a besotted schoolgirl!!
Now, I'm going to do something I don't do. Thanks to the wonder of knowing the doctor's last name, and doing a quick Google search, I was able to find a couple of pics of him online. And yes, for posterity's sake, I'm going to do that forbidden and totally unethical thing of posting 'em up here. Because, a) I wanna remember the guy, and b) I think you should all know just what exactly got away. Heh. But no, please don't do this, boys and girls. I do think privacy is important... but right now my overeagerness to share is overriding my sense of good judgment. Dr Chris, if you ever encounter this blog, know that my intentions are pure and good! Okay, maybe not pure. But good... well, to a point. Anyway, please forgive me. And add me on Facebook.

Here's the cutie chiropractor I was seeing:

And here's a photo of him less Dawson's Creek, more ... au naturel:

Okay that's the end of the chiro story. Let's all take a deep breath and move on. Run along, children. Run along. Till next time...

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