With this wonderful recent find on the WFMU blog, it seems like a perfect time to mention the dilemma rushing upto meet me this month. Monica Loughman and Cork City Ballet are performing Giselle at the Cork Opera House at the end of the month. I'd like to go, I'd like to go twice in fact, but I have no one to go with. Going on my own wouldn't put me off per se(I've had to do it before), but wouldnt it be lovely to take in a show with a lady. This takes me on nicely to the title of this post.
I've never actually tried, chatting up, picking up, or whatever you want to call it at either ballet or the Opera House; I dont have da skillz, skillz being the ability to talk, to anyone! I did however hope to stand out like a flame in the night, with all the lady moths being drawn to me. I was hoping I could adopt this kind of Bella Lugosi Dracula mindset where, by just using the power of my mind (and no actual effort or balls) attract the "lady of the night". Obviously it never worked; obviously it could never work with my outward physical demeanour of fear and anxiety, sheepishly shuffling towards the stalls staring at my feet with an overal hatred of myself bubbling up in my mind (hyperbole, but ultimately true); possibly I even frightened the poor dear! lol But I look back and laugh, it was a lot of fun. I was getting over a traumatic breakup at the time, I was on the rebound, and the tickets were expensive so I was just getting value for money :)
Anyway, it was never going to work because I hadn't heard the following piece of audio from 1975:
The Ballet Is A Ball
Now I have the power, now I have the skillz! All I have to do is substitute Monica Loughman for "Joanna Webber" and bam! I can be just like Jeff. But Jeff is a womaniser.... hmmm I think I'll stick to Bella Lugosi.
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