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This weekend, I went to DIVA MN--which was quite fun, in part due to the attentions (or maybe it was just ass kissing) I received from a male model. I meant to bring my camera so that I could share with you the takes, but alas, it was forgotten at home. And then yesterday afternoon I went to see Love, Janis at the Ordway. Now, try as I might to be open-minded, I was feeling rather snobbish about this one as I walked in (automatic against biopics n' -plays). But once inside, I was happy to find a fine local performer, Kate Eifrig, in the title role. There was a fine singer doing Janis, too. She had the raspy, bluesy voice anyhow, even if she couldn't quite reach the high notes and squeals. Which is all a roundabout way of saying I rather enjoyed the thing. Then, last night, I went to see Don Juan Giovanni, which was entertaining, even if some of the singers' voices were inaudible. But, being the nice person that I am, I'm just assuming they overdid it the night before, on opening. The production's use of an old, 50s-era Plymouth was cool as hell, though. And Bradley Greenwald, I've decided, has a voice of pure gold. But this production didn't show him off the way others have. I hope Jeune Lune remounts Carmen yet again just so I can hear him sing La fleur que tu m'avais jetée and C'est toi! C'est moi! all over again.