Greetings from Blighty, where we exist in the future (until Sunday, I believe we’re six hours ahead of you east coasters across the pond; nine ahead of you west coast tossers). Just thought I’d check in with the ol’ update (as uneventful, yet eventful as it is).

As most of you are aware, we’ve been recording the score all week (well, it’s not really WE; it’s Howard and a scaled-down version of the London Symphony Orchestra). It sounds nothing short of tremendous, thanks to Howard and Co.’s tireless efforts. We’ve been recording at this old church that’s been renovated and turned into a studio (Air Studios, to be precise); quite fitting, actually. Tomorrow, we head over to Abbey Road (yes – THAT Abbey Road) to record the choral parts of the score, as well as the ‘Mooby March’ theme song (lyrics by yours truly).

With the daily schedule we’ve been keeping, I haven’t seen that much of the town (though I’ve been here a few times before, so it’s cool). I’ve been able to pop into a few comic book stores, and was pleased to find the comics and the shirts and such have traveled across the Atlantic. Kinda cool, that.

In the bizarre celebrity sightings department, Jen (whose here as well) saw Denise Richards jogging in Hyde Park (presumably here for the Bond flick);and we saw Billy Zane (the ‘Phantom’!) in a comic book store. Spoke to neither; but short of the scoring, it’s just been THAT uneventful a week, that it warranted a mention (I feel like NewsAskew, searching for anything Askew-related during a dry spell).

We head home Sunday for two weeks before we head back to Skywalker for the final mix. The Cannes screening (for fest-head Gilles Jacob) was moved to this coming Tuesday, so hopefully we’ll know then if we’re in or out at that point.

That’s about it, I guess…

With the exception of the Premiere piece that some of you have been hearing about. To that, at this point in time, I can only suggest staying tuned: it’s going to be an inter [END OF MESSAGE CUT OFF]