Tuesday, April 19, 2011

My thougths on The Moonlight Sonata of Beethoven Blatz

When Obrum Kehler, a Mennonite farmer, gets poison ivy between his legs, rather than take a day-off from working the field, he wears one of his wife’s skirts.  When the wool skirt is too rough on his sensitive bits he ends up wearing her wedding underskirt too.  As he first puts it on he wonders aloud: “How come only women can wear such smooth things?”

This early scene in Armin Wiebe’s play, The Moonlight Sonata of Beethoven Blatz, sets the stage (pardon the pun) for the rest of the story in two important ways.  First we are introduced to the comedic tone of the play.  And secondly we learn a lot about Obrum’s character. Namely that he will go to any length to fulfill his manly duties.

The basic plot of the play is that Obrum and Susch Kehler are a Mennonite couple living just outside a small town in rural Manitoba.  They have been married for two years but are still without  a child.  Obrum fears that a case of the mumps in his past has made him infertile and Susch is beginning to wonder the same thing.

When Obrum brings an old broken piano into the house, he asks Beethoven Blatz, an eccentric Russian immigrant and gifted musician, to fix the piano and teach Susch to play.  Blatz ends up working on the piano day and night and even lives in their small farm house.  But he spends more time composing his own music than teaching Susch. 

Inspired by Blatz’s imaginings that Susch is his dead Russian lover, Obrum develops a plan.  He wants Blatz to tune more than his piano.  He asks him to impregnate his wife.  However, he does not tell his wife of his plan and there in lies the comedy. 

Obrum gets a carpentry job in town to give Blatz and his wife more time to themselves.  Soon Susch figures out what her husband is up to.  And what is her response you ask?  Does she confront him about it? Does she tear a strip off him for offering her up to this gangly Russian musician?  No.  She has sex with the gangly Russian musician on the piano stool while her husband is away. 

A key part of the plot is uncertainty if the piano stool scene reaches it full climax (if you know what I mean).  Because, midway through Blatz is distracted by the music in his head and he must return to composing.  The next day Obrum returns and the couple make passionate love.  When Susch ends up becoming pregnant soon after it is uncertain who the father is.  After the show during a question and answer period Wiebe said that he particularly like that ambiguity of the story.

It’s a complicated, entertaining comedy that is filled with sexual innuendo and hilarious misunderstandings.  It was also educational for a person like me who knows little of Mennonite culture.  The story also delves deep into the lengths a couple will go to start a family.

The chemistry among the actors was strong and the accents and dialogue rang true.  Wiebe tends to pepper his writing with low-German terms common to early 20th century rural Manitoba Mennonites.  I have no experience with low-German, however I was able to follow along quite easily most of the time.  It was usually just one German word in a sentence and I could usually infer what was meant.   For example, in Besides God Made Poison Ivy, Wiebe’s original short story that inspired the play there are phrases like:

"it was so schendlich hot that night"

or

"But every few minutes the itch got so gruelich strong he
shrugged himself and schulpsed water all over the floor."

As you can see it does not take too much mental gymnastics to imagine what some of those words might mean.  However, in reading the short story it was easier to make sure that I was not misunderstanding anything because I could go back and review a sentence or two.   But in the play when words are flying by at the speed of speech and the odd German word is thrown in you can get a sense that you may have missed something.  Once or twice the entire crowd was laughing and I was left scratching my head wishing I had studied up on my low-German before the play.  But if I did miss something I just trusted that Wiebe was not going to put too many German words in, for fear of losing his audience.  

Wiebe, who was an instructor in the Creative Communications program, spoke about the play to current Red River College students last week. Wiebe said that he enjoyed the experience of writing, work-shopping, rewriting and rehearsing the play with the actors and director.  “I felt like my play was a trampoline and all these people were jumping on it to see if the springs would hold,” said Wiebe.

The fact that The Moonlight Sonata of Beethoven Blatz began as the short story, written in 1996, grew into a novel and finally morphed into a play offers some real insight into the length and unexpected route of the creative process.  From a story about a man wearing a skirt while working in the field, to this complex, comedic love triangle. It just goes to show you that you never know where an idea may take you, and you should not be afraid to follow it. 

Soupy out.

Monday, April 18, 2011

My half marathon challenge

I am participating in the Winnipeg Police Service Half Marathon (WPS Half) in just under two weeks - on Sunday May 1.  The WPS Half raises money for the Manitoba Division of the Canadian Cancer Society.  I am hoping to raise $300 for this worthy cause. 

This is my second time running in this event, and to make things a little more interesting I am challenging myself to run the half in under 1:40.  To put it in context, I ran a Hypothermic Half Marathon in February in about 1:47 -read my blog about that race) 

You see, if I fundraise enough money the race organizers will refund my registration fee.  But I have decided that even if I reach my goal of $300, but don't run the 13.1 miles in under 1:40, I will donate that refunded registration fee as well.  Simple right.  Whether you are rooting for me or for the Canadian Cancer Society, everybody wins.

If you are interested in showing your support I will be glad to accept it.  No, I don't need you to run a couple of miles for me.  Nor do I need you to drive the car that will pick me up at an undisclosed location and drive me to the finish line (that is all taken care of).  But if you want to support me and donate to the Canadian Cancer Society just CLICK HERE.


I will update my race and fundraising results with a post-race blog.  Wish me luck.

Soupy out.

Friday, April 15, 2011

The End of a Delicious Love Affair

Well it's official, Tim Hortons and I are officially no longer speaking. Everything was going fine until Wednesday morning when my usually vibrant and lovely coffee looked more drab than usual and was quite stand-offish. Bitter even. I thought at first maybe she just needed some space. So I decided we should spend a little time apart. I spent all of Thursday without even a whiff of her sweet aroma and I purposely stayed away from the Red Rriver College cafeteria in case I somehow found myself standing in line at Tims waiting to see her. But I felt lost without my constant companion.  Without her warm touch on my lips.  Without the excitement I feel after spending just a few minutes with her. Thursday was a long day.

When Friday arrived I could stand it no longer and I tried to make up with her over lunch.   But she still gave me the same blank stare she had given me on Wednesday. I tried to get to the bottom of what was wrong, but nothing. She wouldn't say anything, not even a "sorry try again." I guess our all too short affair is over once again. Until next year my dear, when you will dress yourself in red and yellow, and when I tickle your rim, you will once more offer me promises of sweet fortune, or at least a wish of "better luck next time."  Not just utter silence and a cold, empty stare. 

I guess there is nothing left to say. Goodbye.



Soupy out.

Friday, April 8, 2011

Rick Mercer Trying to Improve Voter Turnout

The federal election is coming up and in jounalism class Crystal, Erica presented our research the lack of political engagement of young adults (18-24 years old) and some things that people like Ricker Mercer are doing to increase voter turnout. 


According to Statistics Canada, General Social Survey from 2008 young adults represent the lowest rate of voter turnout. In the 2008 federal election only 44% of voters aged 18 to 24 cast a ballot. Compared to 70% of voters aged 25 to 54, and 87% of voters over 55. Reasons why young adults are not as likely to go to the polls include lack of motivation, marginalization from mainstream politics and a lack of relevance.


In their 2011 report Youth Electoral Engagement in Canada, Elections Canada looks closely at various youth demographic goups and discusses the likelyhood of voting based on household income, marital status, level of education, religious beliefs and birth country.  For example, based on the results of the study, people aged 18-24 who live in a house that makes over $40,000 per year are 6% more likely to vote than people in a poorer household.  And if an 18-24 year old has some post secondary education they are 9% more likely to vote than someone without.  However, even with post secondary education the voter turnout is still abysmally low.


To improve student voter turnout Canadian Alliance of Student Associations partnered with Rick Mercer.   See his rant below.

Soupy out.


Friday, March 25, 2011

I was over-served at the Moose game and all I got was this lousy hangover.

Below is my journalism assignment from the Manitoba Moose game we went to last Tuesday.  I enjoyed "researching" and writing it. (The names have been changed to protect the intoxicated).  I hope you enjoy reading it.

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“There's the green zone, the yellow zone and the red zone," said Brett Larson during the first intermission of the AHL game Tuesday night.


Larson, a supervisor at Moxie's Classic Grill at the MTS Centre, is not breaking down the offensive zone in the game between the Manitoba Moose and the Wilkes-Barre/Scranton Penguins.  He is reciting part of the save hospitality policy that Moxie's staff must adhere to.  The Manitoba Tourism Education Council's website (http://www.mtec.mb.ca/) explains that the Serving It Safe, Responsible Service and Safety Program provides information and training "to help staff and patrons stay safe in licensed establishments" in the Manitoba.  The colour coded zones listed by Larson represent classification levels of customer intoxication.

“People who come in after the Moose game are usually in the yellow zone. They’ve had a couple drinks, they are not quite in that ridiculous state yet (the red zone), but a couple more and they could get there,” said Larson, a Winnipeg native.

“There is always the worry of the (Manitoba Liquor Control Commission) coming in to make sure we’re not over-serving our customers,” said Larson, 27. This could result in fines or liquor license suspension.

At the end of the second intermission Kaleigh Sill is sitting at the Moxie’s bar, a bottle of white wine on ice in front of her. She visits Moxie’s after most home games with her boyfriend. Sill says she has never experienced any problems with people being over-served. “Everyone is here to have a good time. To have fun and get a little rowdy.”


 www.servingitsafe.ca explains that the goal of the program is to reduce alcohol-related problems. “The main concerns are impaired driving and alcohol-related lawsuits against both servers and licensed premises.”

“There is always that issue of people drinking and driving,” said Larson. He often asks customers, after they have had five or six drinks, how they are getting home, because if they are pulled over or crash, “we’re pretty much liable.”

Near the end of the game Mike Timmins is in Moxie’s, sporting a Winnipeg Jets jersey and drinking a beer. Timmins, a corrections officer, usually comes to Moxie’s between periods with friends for a quick drink because the beer is cheaper than at the MTS Centre. “The game tonight was quite awful so we stayed here for the third,” said Timmins.

At the end of the third period the final score is 2-0 for the Penguins.  But at Moxie’s the fourth period is underway, Timmins is going strong and threatening to break into the red zone. “Six beers tonight. And counting.”

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Soupy out.

Tuesday, March 22, 2011

Magazine Hangover

Well we survived the team magazine project.  Terryn, Robert, Anrea and I completed the first (and only) issue of Run WPG, a magazine for local runners about local races, trails and athletes.  Overall the project went well.  We worked well as a team, and got our content done on schedule (I just dropped it off at the printer this evening at quarter to five).  

We struggled most in the consolidating of our material.  Everything looked good individually, but we definitely underestimated the amount of work it would take to bring it all together into one cohesive document.  So we spent a lot of time last week formatting it for the pdf submission to Al on Friday.  Then we foolishly relaxed and took the weekend off magazine work thinking that it would only take an hour or so to pdf it for the printer and run off four copies of our "masterpiece."

Oh how wrong we were.  We put the "finishing touches" on it on Monday afternoon and sent it to the printer that evening.  We prudently ordered a proof and looked it over on Tuesday morning.  Well apparently some of our images were not linked properly and some of our fonts were not outlined and a lot of our text was way too close to the edge of the page.  I believe the term is "creep" -- when the outside pages of the magazine don't have as much space as the middle pages because of the thickness of the fold.  I vaguely remember Al telling us about that in the first week of magazine layout class, but when I realized he wasn't accusing me of "creeping" I tuned out.

So we spent this afternoon reformatting our magazine (when I say "we," I mean Terryn...thank you for putting up with my backseat indesign-ing, Terryn), linking all the pics properly and finalizing the proposal.  I dropped it off at the printers and will pick up the final (no matter what!) version tomorrow morning.

A couple big thankyous have to go out to the non-crecommers that helped us.  Darren Anderson, a good friend of mine, and technical coordinator for Manitoba Marathon, was a big help throughout the magazine project.  And he put me in contact with photographer Brian Hydesmith who was also great.  Aldo Furlan, the subject of one of my feature articles was also very accommodating.  Anrea's contact at Manitoba Runners' Association, Leni Campbell (no relation), also provided us with some great photos.  

See you at the magazine trade fair --Thursday March 31 at RRC Princess Street --the final hurdle of the magazine project. 

Soupy Out

Thursday, March 3, 2011

Hypothermic Half Marathon Makes Winter Worthwhile

Well I participated in my first Hypothermic Half Marathon last weekend.  It is a half marathon in the heart of winter that is organized by the Running Room and Fort Whyte Alive.  I first heard about it last year and was quite interested.  In the last few years I have begun to run outside in winter.  I think it first started when I realized that the Assiniboine River trail that stretched all the way from the Forks to Assiniboine Park was merely a five minute jog from my front door.  Having a long trail like that so close to me made it a pleasure to run outdoors.  And the view of the city from the frozen river was a  perspective I rarely get.  So I found myself going for long runs along the river trail over the last few years, sometimes bringing my skates along and skating for part of the way and running on other stretches.  There is something very relaxing about exercising in the snow covered outdoors.  There is also something powerful about knowing that you should be cold but you're not.  Your exercise is what is keeping you warm.  Great motivation to keep moving really. 

So this year I decided to use the Hypothermic Half Marathon as my motivation to stay in shape over the winter. Since I am not playing recreational ice hockey for the first time in about four years I needed something to keep me active in the cold winter months.  And I have made it.  Here it is the first week in March and I am wondering where the cold months went?  I out ran them.  With the impending half marathon getting ever closer I was more concerned about getting in shape for it in January and February than worrying about how cold it was outside.  Whenever I had a free hour or two on the weekend or weeknight I would go for a run.  Often I wouldn't even look at the temperature before going for a run.  That can be a real de-motivator.  I would just judge by the frost on the windows if I needed to wear an extra layer. 

So last Sunday I was well prepared and really enjoyed the beauty of the day and the thrill of a little friendly competition.  Oh and the massive brunch that was served at Fort Whyte afterwards was nice too.  The event was run exceptionally well.  From start to finish.  The trail from Fort Whyte, through Assiniboine Park and back was well marked and well manned by volunteers. This is the only race that the volunteers are worse off than the people running the race.  They often have to stand in one place in minus twenty-something Celsius for up to three hours, probably longer.  I don't know how they do it?  And they manage to stay positive and cheer runners on.  As I ran past them I was applauding them in return, knowing that they probably needed more motivation than I did.  And the cooking and serving staff were friendly, hospitable and very generous with their servings of eggs, bacon, hash browns.  My plate was overflowing yet they still spooned more on at my request. 

Yes all in all it was a great race and a great day.  And training for it actually made for a better winter experience than I have had in many years.  Instead of staying inside and complaining about the cold I got out and used our city in all of it's frozen glory. And here I am in March looking forward to the Winnipeg Police Service Half on May 1st.  I guess I know how I will be spending my free time in March and April.

Soupy out