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Belters and bohemians: Opera Locos @Sadlers_wells

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At the start of the Opera Locos performance, the announcement says that they really are singing. You could be forgiven for wondering that, given the amplification turns up the backing track and the voices so loud that you can't always tell what's real. But this is a mostly harmless and slightly eccentric blend of opera classics fused with the occasional pop classic. However, recognising the pop tunes would help if you were over a certain age. The most recent of them dates back twenty years. It's currently playing at the Peacock Theatre .  Five performers play out a variety of archetype opera characters. There's the worn-out tenor (Jesús Álvarez), the macho baritone (Enrique Sánchez-Ramos), the eccentric counter-tenor (Michaël Kone), the dreamy soprano (María Rey-Joly) and the wild mezzo-soprano (Mayca Teba). Since my singing days, I haven't recognised these types of performers. However, once, I recall a conductor saying he wanted no mezzo-sopranos singing with the s
Up and down on the Piccadilly Line

Today looked at:
1. A place near Holburn - Excellent place in a sensible London location, but I don't think I will get it as I didn't think I bonded with the person there. Later today saw the guy at the gym I have just joined. We both had iPODs on so follow-up conversation was not required...

2. A place near Earl's Court - Nice place and large room sharing with a couple. It was made clear that the spotless kitchen was "the way it always is". I started having flashbacks to leaving coke cans on kitchen tabletops in Haringey. Still the couple were interesting enough and we chatted for a while. Providing I didn't use the kitchen for anything more than getting a glass of water I guess I could live there.

Actually, the kitchen was in a very odd place. It was an alcove off the living room and there was no dining area. The area they used as a bedroom was the obvious choice to put the kitchen I thought but I guess that would make the place one bedroom rather than two, and being central London they probably need the lodger.

Were less interested in me when they found out I only wanted it for a few months, so I don't think that will be one that will happen either...

3. A place at Finsbury Park - that defies description. I arrived late as I underestimated the time it would take to get there (my usual problem with getting around in London - underestimating the time it takes!) and the next person to look at the place arrived the same time that I did. The place was a basement flat painted white from top to bottom and decked out with mirrors and fluro lights. It looked like the toilet of a nightclub where the lights are deliberately made ultraviolet.

The owner had a connection to Chanel and so there were references to Chanel throughout. Coco would have been horrified. The other guy asked questions quickly and couldn't get out of there soon enough. I decided the place was so baffling that I would stay a little longer and have a small conversation with the owner.

So two strikes and possibly three for today. As for the previous week's efforts, turned down two offered to me (they were a little too far out) and the one I really wanted was not offered as they wanted someone who would stay a bit longer... Such is the situation when you are looking for a flatshare...

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