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Sorry for the lack of updates or Photoshops lately, I've been really busy with work, redecorating my room and university. I've also become something of a biker. No, I haven't given up shaving and taken to eating beans out of a can, I mean push-biker. I've been cycling to work, Ians', the town and even neighbouring villages on mom's old cycle and have discovered the warm glowly effects of all those exercise-endorphins hitting my system. Better than smack. So, to top off my nice toned thighs and butt, I'm looking into starting a kickboxing class. Which would be frickin' kickin' awesome on a frickin' kickin' stick. Naturally, I've attemped to Photoshop but haven't the patience for it lately. Inspiration will sock my mind soon enough, though I'm sure.

And holy cow. Mom and I went to see a show last night. Must admit I had my reservations about seeing 'Jekyll and Hyde' as it brings back memories of the similar 'Frankenstein' novel I was forced to study as a Fresher and thusly detested with a passion.

And I'm in love with the voice of a madman.

This adaptation of "The Strange Case of Dr Jekyll and Mr Hyde" has had me franticly downloaded music tracks, buying the cast recordings and stalking the poor fellow who played with such flair and talent the tortured Doctor and his evil alter-persona just hours after driving home having resolutely made up my mind that murder had never been made to look so liberating.

I've something of a fascination with façade - take Vincent Valentine and Chaos, Batman and Bruce Wayne, Spiderman and Peter Parker, Jekyll and Hyde, Smeagol and Deagol - they are all aspects of two opposing or hidden personalities and this adaptation served only to heighten my appreciation of what lies beneath. The argument is pretty straight forward - there being the forces of good and evil in each of us - but one cannot exist in a state without the other.

The gothic atmosphere was suitably stifling, the set stunning and the music powerful enough to give the listener a host of goosebumps on cold flesh. I'm not a big fan of musicals - I like the biggies, the Phantom, Les Mis and Cats but this one... - I'm hooked.

Expect updates when I've burnt out my speakers.

S. Majere x