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Phan Weekend!
Sep. 22nd, 2010 01:24 pmYES I AM FINALLY GETTING AROUND TO THIS. Picture heavy, just so you know. And LONG.
( By the days, here )
Damn that took forever to type. :-)
( By the days, here )
Damn that took forever to type. :-)
Phan Weekend!
Sep. 22nd, 2010 01:24 pmYES I AM FINALLY GETTING AROUND TO THIS. Picture heavy, just so you know. And LONG.
( By the days, here )
Damn that took forever to type. :-)
( By the days, here )
Damn that took forever to type. :-)
Can you believe this thing got to be EIGHT PAGES LONG??
( Act Two, in which I gush over Stephen, take an in-depth look at Wandering Child, and ask Christine pointed questions involving her sanity )
( Act Two, in which I gush over Stephen, take an in-depth look at Wandering Child, and ask Christine pointed questions involving her sanity )
Can you believe this thing got to be EIGHT PAGES LONG??
( Act Two, in which I gush over Stephen, take an in-depth look at Wandering Child, and ask Christine pointed questions involving her sanity )
( Act Two, in which I gush over Stephen, take an in-depth look at Wandering Child, and ask Christine pointed questions involving her sanity )
First things first: OMG I GOT TO SEE PHANTOM AGAIN!!!!! AND TOOK MY SISTERS WITH ME!!!!! PLEASE NOTE THE EXCLAMATION POINTS OF EXTREME JOY!!!!!
The trip itself? Not so much joy. We got off later than we planned (as usual) due to unforeseen delays (read: Kaitlyn suddenly deciding she did not want to hang out with Uncle Joe and also did not want Mum leaving, sorry). Got delayed LONGER because of unforeseen construction. After some quality time spent swearing at traffic, the world in general and Michigan in particular, we finally hit Lansing only to realize…. We had no bloody clue where we were. AND we’d forgotten to print out any directions. Cue freak-out. By this time we’re closing in on Curtains, and of course I’m practically frantic, Lia (20) is pissed off, and Rina (18…omg, HOW DID THEY GET THAT OLD??) is dialing every person she knows who might a) be available, and b) have internet access.
Show starts at 1:30
We finally get ahold of someone at 1:25.
Combined with a not-at-all-helpful GPS system and a very, VERY helpful friend of Rina’s (I DON'T REMEMBER YOUR NAME BUT WE LOVE YOU) we finally figure out how to get… close? Close enough to find a parking garage! Hurray! So we park, and then have another realization when I get the tickets out. There was. a map. in the envelope.
Needless to say we all felt a little sick and more than a little stupid at this point. And it’s 1:36. WE HAVE MISSED THE OVERTURE. And we STILL don’t know where we are in relation to the theater….
Well, long story short, we finally get there, ten minutes into the show. I’m torn between OMG PHANTOM and OMG MISSED THE BEGINNING MUST KILL SELF NOW. I’ve never been late for Phantom. Deliberately missed the entire first act, yes, been actually late, no. But luckily for us (and unluckily for the rest of the people in our row) the friendly usher said we could take our seats as soon as Think of Me was over. Which we did. Which means I can finally start talking about the show itself.
I teared up, people. I’ll admit it. Stood there, watching our Christine for the evening (Kelly Jeanne Grant) start off shy and fly up to that triumphant high note at the end, I got misty. Because it was Phantom of the Opera. And I haven’t seen it since February 2003, in that very theater to be exact. And thanks to ALW I thought my Phantom days were pretty much over. But there I was, and there it was, and I was so happy I nearly cried.
Anyway. Moving on, song by song.
( On to the review )
If my sisters have something to add I will be posting their impressions as well. :-D
The trip itself? Not so much joy. We got off later than we planned (as usual) due to unforeseen delays (read: Kaitlyn suddenly deciding she did not want to hang out with Uncle Joe and also did not want Mum leaving, sorry). Got delayed LONGER because of unforeseen construction. After some quality time spent swearing at traffic, the world in general and Michigan in particular, we finally hit Lansing only to realize…. We had no bloody clue where we were. AND we’d forgotten to print out any directions. Cue freak-out. By this time we’re closing in on Curtains, and of course I’m practically frantic, Lia (20) is pissed off, and Rina (18…omg, HOW DID THEY GET THAT OLD??) is dialing every person she knows who might a) be available, and b) have internet access.
Show starts at 1:30
We finally get ahold of someone at 1:25.
Combined with a not-at-all-helpful GPS system and a very, VERY helpful friend of Rina’s (I DON'T REMEMBER YOUR NAME BUT WE LOVE YOU) we finally figure out how to get… close? Close enough to find a parking garage! Hurray! So we park, and then have another realization when I get the tickets out. There was. a map. in the envelope.
Needless to say we all felt a little sick and more than a little stupid at this point. And it’s 1:36. WE HAVE MISSED THE OVERTURE. And we STILL don’t know where we are in relation to the theater….
Well, long story short, we finally get there, ten minutes into the show. I’m torn between OMG PHANTOM and OMG MISSED THE BEGINNING MUST KILL SELF NOW. I’ve never been late for Phantom. Deliberately missed the entire first act, yes, been actually late, no. But luckily for us (and unluckily for the rest of the people in our row) the friendly usher said we could take our seats as soon as Think of Me was over. Which we did. Which means I can finally start talking about the show itself.
I teared up, people. I’ll admit it. Stood there, watching our Christine for the evening (Kelly Jeanne Grant) start off shy and fly up to that triumphant high note at the end, I got misty. Because it was Phantom of the Opera. And I haven’t seen it since February 2003, in that very theater to be exact. And thanks to ALW I thought my Phantom days were pretty much over. But there I was, and there it was, and I was so happy I nearly cried.
Anyway. Moving on, song by song.
( On to the review )
If my sisters have something to add I will be posting their impressions as well. :-D
First things first: OMG I GOT TO SEE PHANTOM AGAIN!!!!! AND TOOK MY SISTERS WITH ME!!!!! PLEASE NOTE THE EXCLAMATION POINTS OF EXTREME JOY!!!!!
The trip itself? Not so much joy. We got off later than we planned (as usual) due to unforeseen delays (read: Kaitlyn suddenly deciding she did not want to hang out with Uncle Joe and also did not want Mum leaving, sorry). Got delayed LONGER because of unforeseen construction. After some quality time spent swearing at traffic, the world in general and Michigan in particular, we finally hit Lansing only to realize…. We had no bloody clue where we were. AND we’d forgotten to print out any directions. Cue freak-out. By this time we’re closing in on Curtains, and of course I’m practically frantic, Lia (20) is pissed off, and Rina (18…omg, HOW DID THEY GET THAT OLD??) is dialing every person she knows who might a) be available, and b) have internet access.
Show starts at 1:30
We finally get ahold of someone at 1:25.
Combined with a not-at-all-helpful GPS system and a very, VERY helpful friend of Rina’s (I DON'T REMEMBER YOUR NAME BUT WE LOVE YOU) we finally figure out how to get… close? Close enough to find a parking garage! Hurray! So we park, and then have another realization when I get the tickets out. There was. a map. in the envelope.
Needless to say we all felt a little sick and more than a little stupid at this point. And it’s 1:36. WE HAVE MISSED THE OVERTURE. And we STILL don’t know where we are in relation to the theater….
Well, long story short, we finally get there, ten minutes into the show. I’m torn between OMG PHANTOM and OMG MISSED THE BEGINNING MUST KILL SELF NOW. I’ve never been late for Phantom. Deliberately missed the entire first act, yes, been actually late, no. But luckily for us (and unluckily for the rest of the people in our row) the friendly usher said we could take our seats as soon as Think of Me was over. Which we did. Which means I can finally start talking about the show itself.
I teared up, people. I’ll admit it. Stood there, watching our Christine for the evening (Kelly Jeanne Grant) start off shy and fly up to that triumphant high note at the end, I got misty. Because it was Phantom of the Opera. And I haven’t seen it since February 2003, in that very theater to be exact. And thanks to ALW I thought my Phantom days were pretty much over. But there I was, and there it was, and I was so happy I nearly cried.
Anyway. Moving on, song by song.
( On to the review )
If my sisters have something to add I will be posting their impressions as well. :-D
The trip itself? Not so much joy. We got off later than we planned (as usual) due to unforeseen delays (read: Kaitlyn suddenly deciding she did not want to hang out with Uncle Joe and also did not want Mum leaving, sorry). Got delayed LONGER because of unforeseen construction. After some quality time spent swearing at traffic, the world in general and Michigan in particular, we finally hit Lansing only to realize…. We had no bloody clue where we were. AND we’d forgotten to print out any directions. Cue freak-out. By this time we’re closing in on Curtains, and of course I’m practically frantic, Lia (20) is pissed off, and Rina (18…omg, HOW DID THEY GET THAT OLD??) is dialing every person she knows who might a) be available, and b) have internet access.
Show starts at 1:30
We finally get ahold of someone at 1:25.
Combined with a not-at-all-helpful GPS system and a very, VERY helpful friend of Rina’s (I DON'T REMEMBER YOUR NAME BUT WE LOVE YOU) we finally figure out how to get… close? Close enough to find a parking garage! Hurray! So we park, and then have another realization when I get the tickets out. There was. a map. in the envelope.
Needless to say we all felt a little sick and more than a little stupid at this point. And it’s 1:36. WE HAVE MISSED THE OVERTURE. And we STILL don’t know where we are in relation to the theater….
Well, long story short, we finally get there, ten minutes into the show. I’m torn between OMG PHANTOM and OMG MISSED THE BEGINNING MUST KILL SELF NOW. I’ve never been late for Phantom. Deliberately missed the entire first act, yes, been actually late, no. But luckily for us (and unluckily for the rest of the people in our row) the friendly usher said we could take our seats as soon as Think of Me was over. Which we did. Which means I can finally start talking about the show itself.
I teared up, people. I’ll admit it. Stood there, watching our Christine for the evening (Kelly Jeanne Grant) start off shy and fly up to that triumphant high note at the end, I got misty. Because it was Phantom of the Opera. And I haven’t seen it since February 2003, in that very theater to be exact. And thanks to ALW I thought my Phantom days were pretty much over. But there I was, and there it was, and I was so happy I nearly cried.
Anyway. Moving on, song by song.
( On to the review )
If my sisters have something to add I will be posting their impressions as well. :-D
Alright, a review of Cats, 2/20/10. Chrysler Hall, Norfolk VA.
I cannot claim to have seen this show a lot. In fact, I've only seen it once, live, all the way back in 2000 (though it was a performance I will never ever forget, since I was a volunteer and therefore watched the show two feet from the stage. Victoria smirked at me.) Other than that, I've seen the video version, which is also fan-damn-tastic. So. Yeah. I don't have much to compare it to, CATS cast wise.
However.
I will say that in spite of all this, the cast we saw was SPECTACULAR. High energy, high enthusiasm, very, very obviously having the time of their lives on that stage. You can't ask for much more than that from your cast, right? Nothing worse than performers who are bored to tears with their job. These folks.... were Not. Bored. These folks were loving every moment of it, and it showed. Even from our seats (which...lets face it, were not the best) I could feel it. Add that to the fact that I had a kid on my lap actually watching what was going on down there and I was more than a little giddy.
Highlights and character notes, scene by scene if I can manage it:
Overture/Jellicle Cats: AWESOME. Chrysler has a damn good orchestra. And watching them all tumble/slink/strut onto stage just gives me goosebumps. It was/is the perfect combination of mysterious and adorable, which is exactly what Jellicles are.
Victoria's dance: oh. my. god. Is there a more beautiful dance solo out there? I have yet to find it. And our Victoria was gorgeous. At turns flirtatious and kittenish, just as she should be.
Munkustrap: I love that cat. I'll just say that straight out. Adore him. The character and the man playing him. He was very much, as Kaitlyn put it, the Daddy Cat. In charge, in control, and sweetly protective and solicitous toward each Jellicle. And fiercely protective, of course, when it came to Macavity.
The Gumbie Cat: I want to name a kitty Jennyanydots. I'll pass on the cockroaches though, even though kitties playing dress-up make cute ones.
Rum Tum Tugger: LOLOLOLOLOMG I LOVE HIM. Our Tugger was WICKED cool. Right down to the going *down into the audience* and scooping up a woman to dance with him. Which she did. Enthusiastically. And got a huge round of applause afterwards. I would kill to be that woman. Tugger was just pure joy to watch, and got a LOT of laughs.
Have I mentioned how great the dancing and singing was? Well. I should. GREAT DANCING AND SINGING. Alright. Moving on.
Grizabella: Ahhhhh our dear Grizabella. As Kaitlyn said "mommy...sad cat... she needs a hug." Yes... yes she does, baby. Gorgeous voice, very moving within the first few lines.
Demeter and Bombalurina: prettiest cats at the Ball :-) Even better during my favorite song "Macavity" when they were getting their sexy on. And boy did they ever. Mrowr. No pun intended.
Mungojerrie and Rumpleteaser: delightfully naughty. I am always amazed when they do the combination cartwheel at the end... the strength it must take on her end is amazing. I mean he's not a big guy, but still.
Old Deuteronomy: still brings tears to my eyes. It's like the old saying "God is in His Heaven, all's right with the world". (Kaitlyn: "Grandpa Cat!!") The fact that he walked on stage out of the audience made it even cooler. Oh! and though I do not remember who was our Deuteronomy, I would give anything to hear him sing Phantom. Absolutely jaw-droppingly BEAUTIFUL tenor. For srs.
Jellicle Ball: is there anyone out there who can actually SIT STILL during this dance? Honestly. And this one was not cut in length, so I got to watch them be dancy and awesome for a lot longer. Happy me.
Memory: I've said it before, it bears saying again. We had an amazing Grizabella. I had tears in my eyes.
Moments of Happiness: Did I mention that man's gorgeous tenor? I'm mentioning it again. Woo.
Gus the Theatre Cat: I have to say, I would much rather watch Growltiger than the Pekes and the Pollicles. Lucky for me, we got Growltiger, Griddlebone, the Siamese, and the whole production. I was thrilled. And those two.... omg. They were having too much fun, I swear. Kathryn caught more of their goof-offs than I did, since she had the binoculars and I had Kaitlyn, but still... it was the battle of the prima donnas on that stage. Hilarious. Even when they took their bows--especially when they took their bows.
Skimbleshanks: I'll let Kaitlyn describe this one. "Mommy! Choo Choo!"
Kidnapping of Deuteronomy/Macavaity: Scary as shit. And I'm a grown up. But watching Demeter and Bombalaurina sex it up was AWESOME. My two favorite girls :-) Also, it becomes a lesson of How to Be a Grown-up Sex Kitten for all the kitties. And therefore, hot. Then of course Macavity gets the shit beaten out of him, and we all rejoiced. And as Kaitlyn said, "DARK!!"
Mr. Mistoffelees: SQUEE OMG CUTE. And... yep, that's the only intelligent thing I have to say about that. Also that Kaitlyn was REALLY REALLY HAPPY to see Grandpa Cat back :-)
Memory (reprise): I am going to take a moment to mention Jemima. Our Jemima actually sounded very, very much like Helen Massey, the voice they dubbed in for Jemima on the video. Like, worth a double take similar. That same pure tone that just reaches right into your heart and grabs hold. Combined with the richness and the pain in our Grizabella (both times), it was stunning. And yes, very heartbreaking.
The Journey to the Heaviside Lair: I think everyone in the entire theatre held their breath when the first kitten (I think it was Victoria in this case) tiptoed up to Grizabella and nuzzled her hand. You could hear this sigh of relief washing over all three tiers. I was choked up, again, yes, because I cannot watch this scene without thinking of my Precious girl.
The Ad-dressing of Cats: Has this song always gotten a giggle from the audience? I don't know. But when we were reminded that cats are not dogs, everyone giggled quietly. It warmed my heart because something that has been sung for 20+ years now still amuses people.
Curtain Call! Well, there was never a curtain, really! All of our kitties just stayed on stage (or off it, even, with some of them), dancing and doing acrobatics one by one to get their applause. Grizabella, Tugger, Munko, Misto, and Deuteronomy all got standing ovations, because they were made of win.
And Kaitlyn walked out of there grinning from ear to ear. :-)
I cannot claim to have seen this show a lot. In fact, I've only seen it once, live, all the way back in 2000 (though it was a performance I will never ever forget, since I was a volunteer and therefore watched the show two feet from the stage. Victoria smirked at me.) Other than that, I've seen the video version, which is also fan-damn-tastic. So. Yeah. I don't have much to compare it to, CATS cast wise.
However.
I will say that in spite of all this, the cast we saw was SPECTACULAR. High energy, high enthusiasm, very, very obviously having the time of their lives on that stage. You can't ask for much more than that from your cast, right? Nothing worse than performers who are bored to tears with their job. These folks.... were Not. Bored. These folks were loving every moment of it, and it showed. Even from our seats (which...lets face it, were not the best) I could feel it. Add that to the fact that I had a kid on my lap actually watching what was going on down there and I was more than a little giddy.
Highlights and character notes, scene by scene if I can manage it:
Overture/Jellicle Cats: AWESOME. Chrysler has a damn good orchestra. And watching them all tumble/slink/strut onto stage just gives me goosebumps. It was/is the perfect combination of mysterious and adorable, which is exactly what Jellicles are.
Victoria's dance: oh. my. god. Is there a more beautiful dance solo out there? I have yet to find it. And our Victoria was gorgeous. At turns flirtatious and kittenish, just as she should be.
Munkustrap: I love that cat. I'll just say that straight out. Adore him. The character and the man playing him. He was very much, as Kaitlyn put it, the Daddy Cat. In charge, in control, and sweetly protective and solicitous toward each Jellicle. And fiercely protective, of course, when it came to Macavity.
The Gumbie Cat: I want to name a kitty Jennyanydots. I'll pass on the cockroaches though, even though kitties playing dress-up make cute ones.
Rum Tum Tugger: LOLOLOLOLOMG I LOVE HIM. Our Tugger was WICKED cool. Right down to the going *down into the audience* and scooping up a woman to dance with him. Which she did. Enthusiastically. And got a huge round of applause afterwards. I would kill to be that woman. Tugger was just pure joy to watch, and got a LOT of laughs.
Have I mentioned how great the dancing and singing was? Well. I should. GREAT DANCING AND SINGING. Alright. Moving on.
Grizabella: Ahhhhh our dear Grizabella. As Kaitlyn said "mommy...sad cat... she needs a hug." Yes... yes she does, baby. Gorgeous voice, very moving within the first few lines.
Demeter and Bombalurina: prettiest cats at the Ball :-) Even better during my favorite song "Macavity" when they were getting their sexy on. And boy did they ever. Mrowr. No pun intended.
Mungojerrie and Rumpleteaser: delightfully naughty. I am always amazed when they do the combination cartwheel at the end... the strength it must take on her end is amazing. I mean he's not a big guy, but still.
Old Deuteronomy: still brings tears to my eyes. It's like the old saying "God is in His Heaven, all's right with the world". (Kaitlyn: "Grandpa Cat!!") The fact that he walked on stage out of the audience made it even cooler. Oh! and though I do not remember who was our Deuteronomy, I would give anything to hear him sing Phantom. Absolutely jaw-droppingly BEAUTIFUL tenor. For srs.
Jellicle Ball: is there anyone out there who can actually SIT STILL during this dance? Honestly. And this one was not cut in length, so I got to watch them be dancy and awesome for a lot longer. Happy me.
Memory: I've said it before, it bears saying again. We had an amazing Grizabella. I had tears in my eyes.
Moments of Happiness: Did I mention that man's gorgeous tenor? I'm mentioning it again. Woo.
Gus the Theatre Cat: I have to say, I would much rather watch Growltiger than the Pekes and the Pollicles. Lucky for me, we got Growltiger, Griddlebone, the Siamese, and the whole production. I was thrilled. And those two.... omg. They were having too much fun, I swear. Kathryn caught more of their goof-offs than I did, since she had the binoculars and I had Kaitlyn, but still... it was the battle of the prima donnas on that stage. Hilarious. Even when they took their bows--especially when they took their bows.
Skimbleshanks: I'll let Kaitlyn describe this one. "Mommy! Choo Choo!"
Kidnapping of Deuteronomy/Macavaity: Scary as shit. And I'm a grown up. But watching Demeter and Bombalaurina sex it up was AWESOME. My two favorite girls :-) Also, it becomes a lesson of How to Be a Grown-up Sex Kitten for all the kitties. And therefore, hot. Then of course Macavity gets the shit beaten out of him, and we all rejoiced. And as Kaitlyn said, "DARK!!"
Mr. Mistoffelees: SQUEE OMG CUTE. And... yep, that's the only intelligent thing I have to say about that. Also that Kaitlyn was REALLY REALLY HAPPY to see Grandpa Cat back :-)
Memory (reprise): I am going to take a moment to mention Jemima. Our Jemima actually sounded very, very much like Helen Massey, the voice they dubbed in for Jemima on the video. Like, worth a double take similar. That same pure tone that just reaches right into your heart and grabs hold. Combined with the richness and the pain in our Grizabella (both times), it was stunning. And yes, very heartbreaking.
The Journey to the Heaviside Lair: I think everyone in the entire theatre held their breath when the first kitten (I think it was Victoria in this case) tiptoed up to Grizabella and nuzzled her hand. You could hear this sigh of relief washing over all three tiers. I was choked up, again, yes, because I cannot watch this scene without thinking of my Precious girl.
The Ad-dressing of Cats: Has this song always gotten a giggle from the audience? I don't know. But when we were reminded that cats are not dogs, everyone giggled quietly. It warmed my heart because something that has been sung for 20+ years now still amuses people.
Curtain Call! Well, there was never a curtain, really! All of our kitties just stayed on stage (or off it, even, with some of them), dancing and doing acrobatics one by one to get their applause. Grizabella, Tugger, Munko, Misto, and Deuteronomy all got standing ovations, because they were made of win.
And Kaitlyn walked out of there grinning from ear to ear. :-)
Alright, a review of Cats, 2/20/10. Chrysler Hall, Norfolk VA.
I cannot claim to have seen this show a lot. In fact, I've only seen it once, live, all the way back in 2000 (though it was a performance I will never ever forget, since I was a volunteer and therefore watched the show two feet from the stage. Victoria smirked at me.) Other than that, I've seen the video version, which is also fan-damn-tastic. So. Yeah. I don't have much to compare it to, CATS cast wise.
However.
I will say that in spite of all this, the cast we saw was SPECTACULAR. High energy, high enthusiasm, very, very obviously having the time of their lives on that stage. You can't ask for much more than that from your cast, right? Nothing worse than performers who are bored to tears with their job. These folks.... were Not. Bored. These folks were loving every moment of it, and it showed. Even from our seats (which...lets face it, were not the best) I could feel it. Add that to the fact that I had a kid on my lap actually watching what was going on down there and I was more than a little giddy.
Highlights and character notes, scene by scene if I can manage it:
Overture/Jellicle Cats: AWESOME. Chrysler has a damn good orchestra. And watching them all tumble/slink/strut onto stage just gives me goosebumps. It was/is the perfect combination of mysterious and adorable, which is exactly what Jellicles are.
Victoria's dance: oh. my. god. Is there a more beautiful dance solo out there? I have yet to find it. And our Victoria was gorgeous. At turns flirtatious and kittenish, just as she should be.
Munkustrap: I love that cat. I'll just say that straight out. Adore him. The character and the man playing him. He was very much, as Kaitlyn put it, the Daddy Cat. In charge, in control, and sweetly protective and solicitous toward each Jellicle. And fiercely protective, of course, when it came to Macavity.
The Gumbie Cat: I want to name a kitty Jennyanydots. I'll pass on the cockroaches though, even though kitties playing dress-up make cute ones.
Rum Tum Tugger: LOLOLOLOLOMG I LOVE HIM. Our Tugger was WICKED cool. Right down to the going *down into the audience* and scooping up a woman to dance with him. Which she did. Enthusiastically. And got a huge round of applause afterwards. I would kill to be that woman. Tugger was just pure joy to watch, and got a LOT of laughs.
Have I mentioned how great the dancing and singing was? Well. I should. GREAT DANCING AND SINGING. Alright. Moving on.
Grizabella: Ahhhhh our dear Grizabella. As Kaitlyn said "mommy...sad cat... she needs a hug." Yes... yes she does, baby. Gorgeous voice, very moving within the first few lines.
Demeter and Bombalurina: prettiest cats at the Ball :-) Even better during my favorite song "Macavity" when they were getting their sexy on. And boy did they ever. Mrowr. No pun intended.
Mungojerrie and Rumpleteaser: delightfully naughty. I am always amazed when they do the combination cartwheel at the end... the strength it must take on her end is amazing. I mean he's not a big guy, but still.
Old Deuteronomy: still brings tears to my eyes. It's like the old saying "God is in His Heaven, all's right with the world". (Kaitlyn: "Grandpa Cat!!") The fact that he walked on stage out of the audience made it even cooler. Oh! and though I do not remember who was our Deuteronomy, I would give anything to hear him sing Phantom. Absolutely jaw-droppingly BEAUTIFUL tenor. For srs.
Jellicle Ball: is there anyone out there who can actually SIT STILL during this dance? Honestly. And this one was not cut in length, so I got to watch them be dancy and awesome for a lot longer. Happy me.
Memory: I've said it before, it bears saying again. We had an amazing Grizabella. I had tears in my eyes.
Moments of Happiness: Did I mention that man's gorgeous tenor? I'm mentioning it again. Woo.
Gus the Theatre Cat: I have to say, I would much rather watch Growltiger than the Pekes and the Pollicles. Lucky for me, we got Growltiger, Griddlebone, the Siamese, and the whole production. I was thrilled. And those two.... omg. They were having too much fun, I swear. Kathryn caught more of their goof-offs than I did, since she had the binoculars and I had Kaitlyn, but still... it was the battle of the prima donnas on that stage. Hilarious. Even when they took their bows--especially when they took their bows.
Skimbleshanks: I'll let Kaitlyn describe this one. "Mommy! Choo Choo!"
Kidnapping of Deuteronomy/Macavaity: Scary as shit. And I'm a grown up. But watching Demeter and Bombalaurina sex it up was AWESOME. My two favorite girls :-) Also, it becomes a lesson of How to Be a Grown-up Sex Kitten for all the kitties. And therefore, hot. Then of course Macavity gets the shit beaten out of him, and we all rejoiced. And as Kaitlyn said, "DARK!!"
Mr. Mistoffelees: SQUEE OMG CUTE. And... yep, that's the only intelligent thing I have to say about that. Also that Kaitlyn was REALLY REALLY HAPPY to see Grandpa Cat back :-)
Memory (reprise): I am going to take a moment to mention Jemima. Our Jemima actually sounded very, very much like Helen Massey, the voice they dubbed in for Jemima on the video. Like, worth a double take similar. That same pure tone that just reaches right into your heart and grabs hold. Combined with the richness and the pain in our Grizabella (both times), it was stunning. And yes, very heartbreaking.
The Journey to the Heaviside Lair: I think everyone in the entire theatre held their breath when the first kitten (I think it was Victoria in this case) tiptoed up to Grizabella and nuzzled her hand. You could hear this sigh of relief washing over all three tiers. I was choked up, again, yes, because I cannot watch this scene without thinking of my Precious girl.
The Ad-dressing of Cats: Has this song always gotten a giggle from the audience? I don't know. But when we were reminded that cats are not dogs, everyone giggled quietly. It warmed my heart because something that has been sung for 20+ years now still amuses people.
Curtain Call! Well, there was never a curtain, really! All of our kitties just stayed on stage (or off it, even, with some of them), dancing and doing acrobatics one by one to get their applause. Grizabella, Tugger, Munko, Misto, and Deuteronomy all got standing ovations, because they were made of win.
And Kaitlyn walked out of there grinning from ear to ear. :-)
I cannot claim to have seen this show a lot. In fact, I've only seen it once, live, all the way back in 2000 (though it was a performance I will never ever forget, since I was a volunteer and therefore watched the show two feet from the stage. Victoria smirked at me.) Other than that, I've seen the video version, which is also fan-damn-tastic. So. Yeah. I don't have much to compare it to, CATS cast wise.
However.
I will say that in spite of all this, the cast we saw was SPECTACULAR. High energy, high enthusiasm, very, very obviously having the time of their lives on that stage. You can't ask for much more than that from your cast, right? Nothing worse than performers who are bored to tears with their job. These folks.... were Not. Bored. These folks were loving every moment of it, and it showed. Even from our seats (which...lets face it, were not the best) I could feel it. Add that to the fact that I had a kid on my lap actually watching what was going on down there and I was more than a little giddy.
Highlights and character notes, scene by scene if I can manage it:
Overture/Jellicle Cats: AWESOME. Chrysler has a damn good orchestra. And watching them all tumble/slink/strut onto stage just gives me goosebumps. It was/is the perfect combination of mysterious and adorable, which is exactly what Jellicles are.
Victoria's dance: oh. my. god. Is there a more beautiful dance solo out there? I have yet to find it. And our Victoria was gorgeous. At turns flirtatious and kittenish, just as she should be.
Munkustrap: I love that cat. I'll just say that straight out. Adore him. The character and the man playing him. He was very much, as Kaitlyn put it, the Daddy Cat. In charge, in control, and sweetly protective and solicitous toward each Jellicle. And fiercely protective, of course, when it came to Macavity.
The Gumbie Cat: I want to name a kitty Jennyanydots. I'll pass on the cockroaches though, even though kitties playing dress-up make cute ones.
Rum Tum Tugger: LOLOLOLOLOMG I LOVE HIM. Our Tugger was WICKED cool. Right down to the going *down into the audience* and scooping up a woman to dance with him. Which she did. Enthusiastically. And got a huge round of applause afterwards. I would kill to be that woman. Tugger was just pure joy to watch, and got a LOT of laughs.
Have I mentioned how great the dancing and singing was? Well. I should. GREAT DANCING AND SINGING. Alright. Moving on.
Grizabella: Ahhhhh our dear Grizabella. As Kaitlyn said "mommy...sad cat... she needs a hug." Yes... yes she does, baby. Gorgeous voice, very moving within the first few lines.
Demeter and Bombalurina: prettiest cats at the Ball :-) Even better during my favorite song "Macavity" when they were getting their sexy on. And boy did they ever. Mrowr. No pun intended.
Mungojerrie and Rumpleteaser: delightfully naughty. I am always amazed when they do the combination cartwheel at the end... the strength it must take on her end is amazing. I mean he's not a big guy, but still.
Old Deuteronomy: still brings tears to my eyes. It's like the old saying "God is in His Heaven, all's right with the world". (Kaitlyn: "Grandpa Cat!!") The fact that he walked on stage out of the audience made it even cooler. Oh! and though I do not remember who was our Deuteronomy, I would give anything to hear him sing Phantom. Absolutely jaw-droppingly BEAUTIFUL tenor. For srs.
Jellicle Ball: is there anyone out there who can actually SIT STILL during this dance? Honestly. And this one was not cut in length, so I got to watch them be dancy and awesome for a lot longer. Happy me.
Memory: I've said it before, it bears saying again. We had an amazing Grizabella. I had tears in my eyes.
Moments of Happiness: Did I mention that man's gorgeous tenor? I'm mentioning it again. Woo.
Gus the Theatre Cat: I have to say, I would much rather watch Growltiger than the Pekes and the Pollicles. Lucky for me, we got Growltiger, Griddlebone, the Siamese, and the whole production. I was thrilled. And those two.... omg. They were having too much fun, I swear. Kathryn caught more of their goof-offs than I did, since she had the binoculars and I had Kaitlyn, but still... it was the battle of the prima donnas on that stage. Hilarious. Even when they took their bows--especially when they took their bows.
Skimbleshanks: I'll let Kaitlyn describe this one. "Mommy! Choo Choo!"
Kidnapping of Deuteronomy/Macavaity: Scary as shit. And I'm a grown up. But watching Demeter and Bombalaurina sex it up was AWESOME. My two favorite girls :-) Also, it becomes a lesson of How to Be a Grown-up Sex Kitten for all the kitties. And therefore, hot. Then of course Macavity gets the shit beaten out of him, and we all rejoiced. And as Kaitlyn said, "DARK!!"
Mr. Mistoffelees: SQUEE OMG CUTE. And... yep, that's the only intelligent thing I have to say about that. Also that Kaitlyn was REALLY REALLY HAPPY to see Grandpa Cat back :-)
Memory (reprise): I am going to take a moment to mention Jemima. Our Jemima actually sounded very, very much like Helen Massey, the voice they dubbed in for Jemima on the video. Like, worth a double take similar. That same pure tone that just reaches right into your heart and grabs hold. Combined with the richness and the pain in our Grizabella (both times), it was stunning. And yes, very heartbreaking.
The Journey to the Heaviside Lair: I think everyone in the entire theatre held their breath when the first kitten (I think it was Victoria in this case) tiptoed up to Grizabella and nuzzled her hand. You could hear this sigh of relief washing over all three tiers. I was choked up, again, yes, because I cannot watch this scene without thinking of my Precious girl.
The Ad-dressing of Cats: Has this song always gotten a giggle from the audience? I don't know. But when we were reminded that cats are not dogs, everyone giggled quietly. It warmed my heart because something that has been sung for 20+ years now still amuses people.
Curtain Call! Well, there was never a curtain, really! All of our kitties just stayed on stage (or off it, even, with some of them), dancing and doing acrobatics one by one to get their applause. Grizabella, Tugger, Munko, Misto, and Deuteronomy all got standing ovations, because they were made of win.
And Kaitlyn walked out of there grinning from ear to ear. :-)
The Return of LOLTanz
Jan. 7th, 2010 10:50 amSarah: HERE ALFRED. U CAN HAZ SCHWAMM. I HAZ 2.
Alfred: SOFT SCHWAMM IZ SOFT.
Krolock: IM N UR BATH SEXXIN UR WOMENS.
Sarah: EEK
Krolock: O HAI I R DER GRAF. I HAZ TEETH. IZ SHINY. AND A CLOAK, IZ SWISHY. U LIEK MA SWISHY CLOAK???
Sarah: O HAI DER GRAF I R SARAH I B LIEKIN UR SWISHY SHINYNEZ
Krolock: CEILING GRAF IZ WATCHING U BATHE
Alfred: IZ PRETTEH GURL N BATH? YUS! N DER GRAF N BATH HALP!!! WEAR B MAH KNOBLAUCH WUT B 4 WAVIN AND STUFF??
Professor: NOOO KNOBLAUCH WEAR B MAH LOOKY GLAZZ?
Alfred: FESSOR THAR BE DER GRAF WUT BE NOMMING ON MAH SARAH!!!!!
Professor: NO IZ UR SARAH!
Alfred: NO BUT MAYBE COULD B YUS?
SOMETIEM LATUR....
Alfred: O HAI PRETTEH GIRL, I HAZ MOONLITE, U LIEK?
Sarah: HAI BOI! I HAZ PREZZENT. U NO CAN HAZ! IZ MIEN ALL SPESHUL N STUF. GO GET HO SCHWAMM.
Alfred: WUT?
Sarah: HO SCHWAMM!
Alfred: WUT B4 HO SCHWAMM?
Sarah: NO THINK. GET. I R WANTIN SCHWAMM.
Alfred: GURLZ R WEIRD. Y U B WANTIN SCHWAMM?
Sarah: IZ INGENOUS PLANE.
Alfred: I GO 2 GET SCHWAMM 4 GURL.
Sarah: YAY. I B DREEMIN. THAR B DANCIN IN MAH DREEM. IZ GOOD DREEM Y/Y? WIF DER GRAFS AND DER SEXXEH TIEMS
Audience: DER SEXXEH TIEMS???
Sarah: METAPHORICAL SEXXEH TIEMS(CUZ I B DREEMIN N STUFF)
Audience: DREEM SEX IZ SAFE SEX
Sarah: TRUFAX. DEN WE B PRAYIN 2 CEILINGCAT GRAF. SORTOF. IZ NO DREEMIN.
Alfred: O HAI GURL I FOUND DER SCHWAMM WUT I DO WIF IT NAO?
Sarah: HIDE IT N UR PANTS, BOI
Alfred: I NO B 4 NEEDIN SCHWAMM IN....HEY!
Sarah: WHOOSH.
Alfred: O NOES I B LOSINMAH SARAH!!
Chagal: SARAH MOM R TOCHTER BE 4 RUNNIN OFF WIF DER GRAF!!!
Rebecca: O NOES!!!
Chagal: I CATCH HUR!
Vampires: NOM NOM NOM!!!
Chagal: OH NOES IZ DED!!!
IZ THE END
...4 NAO
(ETA: CREDIT B GOIN 2![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
angely78 N supercrook 4 DER GE... DER JEE... DEY HAZ BRAINZ, K??)
Alfred: SOFT SCHWAMM IZ SOFT.
Krolock: IM N UR BATH SEXXIN UR WOMENS.
Sarah: EEK
Krolock: O HAI I R DER GRAF. I HAZ TEETH. IZ SHINY. AND A CLOAK, IZ SWISHY. U LIEK MA SWISHY CLOAK???
Sarah: O HAI DER GRAF I R SARAH I B LIEKIN UR SWISHY SHINYNEZ
Krolock: CEILING GRAF IZ WATCHING U BATHE
Alfred: IZ PRETTEH GURL N BATH? YUS! N DER GRAF N BATH HALP!!! WEAR B MAH KNOBLAUCH WUT B 4 WAVIN AND STUFF??
Professor: NOOO KNOBLAUCH WEAR B MAH LOOKY GLAZZ?
Alfred: FESSOR THAR BE DER GRAF WUT BE NOMMING ON MAH SARAH!!!!!
Professor: NO IZ UR SARAH!
Alfred: NO BUT MAYBE COULD B YUS?
SOMETIEM LATUR....
Alfred: O HAI PRETTEH GIRL, I HAZ MOONLITE, U LIEK?
Sarah: HAI BOI! I HAZ PREZZENT. U NO CAN HAZ! IZ MIEN ALL SPESHUL N STUF. GO GET HO SCHWAMM.
Alfred: WUT?
Sarah: HO SCHWAMM!
Alfred: WUT B4 HO SCHWAMM?
Sarah: NO THINK. GET. I R WANTIN SCHWAMM.
Alfred: GURLZ R WEIRD. Y U B WANTIN SCHWAMM?
Sarah: IZ INGENOUS PLANE.
Alfred: I GO 2 GET SCHWAMM 4 GURL.
Sarah: YAY. I B DREEMIN. THAR B DANCIN IN MAH DREEM. IZ GOOD DREEM Y/Y? WIF DER GRAFS AND DER SEXXEH TIEMS
Audience: DER SEXXEH TIEMS???
Sarah: METAPHORICAL SEXXEH TIEMS(CUZ I B DREEMIN N STUFF)
Audience: DREEM SEX IZ SAFE SEX
Sarah: TRUFAX. DEN WE B PRAYIN 2 CEILING
Alfred: O HAI GURL I FOUND DER SCHWAMM WUT I DO WIF IT NAO?
Sarah: HIDE IT N UR PANTS, BOI
Alfred: I NO B 4 NEEDIN SCHWAMM IN....HEY!
Sarah: WHOOSH.
Alfred: O NOES I B LOSIN
Chagal: SARAH MOM R TOCHTER BE 4 RUNNIN OFF WIF DER GRAF!!!
Rebecca: O NOES!!!
Chagal: I CATCH HUR!
Vampires: NOM NOM NOM!!!
Chagal: OH NOES IZ DED!!!
IZ THE END
...4 NAO
(ETA: CREDIT B GOIN 2
angely78 N supercrook 4 DER GE... DER JEE... DEY HAZ BRAINZ, K??)
The Return of LOLTanz
Jan. 7th, 2010 10:50 amSarah: HERE ALFRED. U CAN HAZ SCHWAMM. I HAZ 2.
Alfred: SOFT SCHWAMM IZ SOFT.
Krolock: IM N UR BATH SEXXIN UR WOMENS.
Sarah: EEK
Krolock: O HAI I R DER GRAF. I HAZ TEETH. IZ SHINY. AND A CLOAK, IZ SWISHY. U LIEK MA SWISHY CLOAK???
Sarah: O HAI DER GRAF I R SARAH I B LIEKIN UR SWISHY SHINYNEZ
Krolock: CEILING GRAF IZ WATCHING U BATHE
Alfred: IZ PRETTEH GURL N BATH? YUS! N DER GRAF N BATH HALP!!! WEAR B MAH KNOBLAUCH WUT B 4 WAVIN AND STUFF??
Professor: NOOO KNOBLAUCH WEAR B MAH LOOKY GLAZZ?
Alfred: FESSOR THAR BE DER GRAF WUT BE NOMMING ON MAH SARAH!!!!!
Professor: NO IZ UR SARAH!
Alfred: NO BUT MAYBE COULD B YUS?
SOMETIEM LATUR....
Alfred: O HAI PRETTEH GIRL, I HAZ MOONLITE, U LIEK?
Sarah: HAI BOI! I HAZ PREZZENT. U NO CAN HAZ! IZ MIEN ALL SPESHUL N STUF. GO GET HO SCHWAMM.
Alfred: WUT?
Sarah: HO SCHWAMM!
Alfred: WUT B4 HO SCHWAMM?
Sarah: NO THINK. GET. I R WANTIN SCHWAMM.
Alfred: GURLZ R WEIRD. Y U B WANTIN SCHWAMM?
Sarah: IZ INGENOUS PLANE.
Alfred: I GO 2 GET SCHWAMM 4 GURL.
Sarah: YAY. I B DREEMIN. THAR B DANCIN IN MAH DREEM. IZ GOOD DREEM Y/Y? WIF DER GRAFS AND DER SEXXEH TIEMS
Audience: DER SEXXEH TIEMS???
Sarah: METAPHORICAL SEXXEH TIEMS(CUZ I B DREEMIN N STUFF)
Audience: DREEM SEX IZ SAFE SEX
Sarah: TRUFAX. DEN WE B PRAYIN 2 CEILINGCAT GRAF. SORTOF. IZ NO DREEMIN.
Alfred: O HAI GURL I FOUND DER SCHWAMM WUT I DO WIF IT NAO?
Sarah: HIDE IT N UR PANTS, BOI
Alfred: I NO B 4 NEEDIN SCHWAMM IN....HEY!
Sarah: WHOOSH.
Alfred: O NOES I B LOSINMAH SARAH!!
Chagal: SARAH MOM R TOCHTER BE 4 RUNNIN OFF WIF DER GRAF!!!
Rebecca: O NOES!!!
Chagal: I CATCH HUR!
Vampires: NOM NOM NOM!!!
Chagal: OH NOES IZ DED!!!
IZ THE END
...4 NAO
(ETA: CREDIT B GOIN 2angely78 N supercrook 4 DER GE... DER JEE... DEY HAZ BRAINZ, K??)
Alfred: SOFT SCHWAMM IZ SOFT.
Krolock: IM N UR BATH SEXXIN UR WOMENS.
Sarah: EEK
Krolock: O HAI I R DER GRAF. I HAZ TEETH. IZ SHINY. AND A CLOAK, IZ SWISHY. U LIEK MA SWISHY CLOAK???
Sarah: O HAI DER GRAF I R SARAH I B LIEKIN UR SWISHY SHINYNEZ
Krolock: CEILING GRAF IZ WATCHING U BATHE
Alfred: IZ PRETTEH GURL N BATH? YUS! N DER GRAF N BATH HALP!!! WEAR B MAH KNOBLAUCH WUT B 4 WAVIN AND STUFF??
Professor: NOOO KNOBLAUCH WEAR B MAH LOOKY GLAZZ?
Alfred: FESSOR THAR BE DER GRAF WUT BE NOMMING ON MAH SARAH!!!!!
Professor: NO IZ UR SARAH!
Alfred: NO BUT MAYBE COULD B YUS?
SOMETIEM LATUR....
Alfred: O HAI PRETTEH GIRL, I HAZ MOONLITE, U LIEK?
Sarah: HAI BOI! I HAZ PREZZENT. U NO CAN HAZ! IZ MIEN ALL SPESHUL N STUF. GO GET HO SCHWAMM.
Alfred: WUT?
Sarah: HO SCHWAMM!
Alfred: WUT B4 HO SCHWAMM?
Sarah: NO THINK. GET. I R WANTIN SCHWAMM.
Alfred: GURLZ R WEIRD. Y U B WANTIN SCHWAMM?
Sarah: IZ INGENOUS PLANE.
Alfred: I GO 2 GET SCHWAMM 4 GURL.
Sarah: YAY. I B DREEMIN. THAR B DANCIN IN MAH DREEM. IZ GOOD DREEM Y/Y? WIF DER GRAFS AND DER SEXXEH TIEMS
Audience: DER SEXXEH TIEMS???
Sarah: METAPHORICAL SEXXEH TIEMS(CUZ I B DREEMIN N STUFF)
Audience: DREEM SEX IZ SAFE SEX
Sarah: TRUFAX. DEN WE B PRAYIN 2 CEILING
Alfred: O HAI GURL I FOUND DER SCHWAMM WUT I DO WIF IT NAO?
Sarah: HIDE IT N UR PANTS, BOI
Alfred: I NO B 4 NEEDIN SCHWAMM IN....HEY!
Sarah: WHOOSH.
Alfred: O NOES I B LOSIN
Chagal: SARAH MOM R TOCHTER BE 4 RUNNIN OFF WIF DER GRAF!!!
Rebecca: O NOES!!!
Chagal: I CATCH HUR!
Vampires: NOM NOM NOM!!!
Chagal: OH NOES IZ DED!!!
IZ THE END
...4 NAO
(ETA: CREDIT B GOIN 2
angely78 N supercrook 4 DER GE... DER JEE... DEY HAZ BRAINZ, K??)Alright, the Details
Feb. 11th, 2009 10:38 pmI am still shaking, and there is absolutely no guarantee that this post will be coherent, or free of spelling/grammar errors. That said, let me repeat my previous post:
OH. MY. GOD.
I just..... I can't......how the hell am I going to describe this to you guys? I mean, seriously! Where do I start? Getting ready while fielding a hyper toddler (toddler on seeing Mum's pretty purse: "Oooo!")? The glee I felt getting that cloak out of storage? The hyperventilating on the road while I freaked out over my surprisingly easy drive? Because you know I did. Hyperventilate I mean. Good thing I was alone in the car because the gibberish I was spouting as I circled the car park made absolutely no sense whatsoever. I'm sure of it. But finally, there I was! Our shiny new performance center! (opened last January, I asked) All very modern, chrome and glitter and glass. And there I am, sweeping down the sidewalk, cloak blowing in the very brisk wind--I'm sure I made the spectacle of myself. An impressive one, lets hope. SWISH. And there was my seat! Because of the curved stage, it was.... well yes, very close. Off to the side, and very, very close. And it got better in the second act, because the seat ahead of me was empty. So guess who got CLOSER. Yes. Right there.
Then the lights went down, my heart rate spiked up, and it started.
( This will get long. And detailed. Because I owe it to you. )
INTERMISSION. In which I discovered that the seat ahead of me was actually free, that the people sitting in front of me loved the fact that was making a song list, and we spent the time identifying which was from where. (And Angel pinched herself to make sure she wasn't dreaming.)
( Did you all go get a drink of water or something? Ok. Off we go. )
Would you believe me if I said the best was yet to come? Would you?
( Because it was. Ohhhh how it was. )
So that............. that was my night.
OH. MY. GOD.
I just..... I can't......how the hell am I going to describe this to you guys? I mean, seriously! Where do I start? Getting ready while fielding a hyper toddler (toddler on seeing Mum's pretty purse: "Oooo!")? The glee I felt getting that cloak out of storage? The hyperventilating on the road while I freaked out over my surprisingly easy drive? Because you know I did. Hyperventilate I mean. Good thing I was alone in the car because the gibberish I was spouting as I circled the car park made absolutely no sense whatsoever. I'm sure of it. But finally, there I was! Our shiny new performance center! (opened last January, I asked) All very modern, chrome and glitter and glass. And there I am, sweeping down the sidewalk, cloak blowing in the very brisk wind--I'm sure I made the spectacle of myself. An impressive one, lets hope. SWISH. And there was my seat! Because of the curved stage, it was.... well yes, very close. Off to the side, and very, very close. And it got better in the second act, because the seat ahead of me was empty. So guess who got CLOSER. Yes. Right there.
Then the lights went down, my heart rate spiked up, and it started.
( This will get long. And detailed. Because I owe it to you. )
INTERMISSION. In which I discovered that the seat ahead of me was actually free, that the people sitting in front of me loved the fact that was making a song list, and we spent the time identifying which was from where. (And Angel pinched herself to make sure she wasn't dreaming.)
( Did you all go get a drink of water or something? Ok. Off we go. )
Would you believe me if I said the best was yet to come? Would you?
( Because it was. Ohhhh how it was. )
So that............. that was my night.
Alright, the Details
Feb. 11th, 2009 10:38 pmI am still shaking, and there is absolutely no guarantee that this post will be coherent, or free of spelling/grammar errors. That said, let me repeat my previous post:
OH. MY. GOD.
I just..... I can't......how the hell am I going to describe this to you guys? I mean, seriously! Where do I start? Getting ready while fielding a hyper toddler (toddler on seeing Mum's pretty purse: "Oooo!")? The glee I felt getting that cloak out of storage? The hyperventilating on the road while I freaked out over my surprisingly easy drive? Because you know I did. Hyperventilate I mean. Good thing I was alone in the car because the gibberish I was spouting as I circled the car park made absolutely no sense whatsoever. I'm sure of it. But finally, there I was! Our shiny new performance center! (opened last January, I asked) All very modern, chrome and glitter and glass. And there I am, sweeping down the sidewalk, cloak blowing in the very brisk wind--I'm sure I made the spectacle of myself. An impressive one, lets hope. SWISH. And there was my seat! Because of the curved stage, it was.... well yes, very close. Off to the side, and very, very close. And it got better in the second act, because the seat ahead of me was empty. So guess who got CLOSER. Yes. Right there.
Then the lights went down, my heart rate spiked up, and it started.
( This will get long. And detailed. Because I owe it to you. )
INTERMISSION. In which I discovered that the seat ahead of me was actually free, that the people sitting in front of me loved the fact that was making a song list, and we spent the time identifying which was from where. (And Angel pinched herself to make sure she wasn't dreaming.)
( Did you all go get a drink of water or something? Ok. Off we go. )
Would you believe me if I said the best was yet to come? Would you?
( Because it was. Ohhhh how it was. )
So that............. that was my night.
OH. MY. GOD.
I just..... I can't......how the hell am I going to describe this to you guys? I mean, seriously! Where do I start? Getting ready while fielding a hyper toddler (toddler on seeing Mum's pretty purse: "Oooo!")? The glee I felt getting that cloak out of storage? The hyperventilating on the road while I freaked out over my surprisingly easy drive? Because you know I did. Hyperventilate I mean. Good thing I was alone in the car because the gibberish I was spouting as I circled the car park made absolutely no sense whatsoever. I'm sure of it. But finally, there I was! Our shiny new performance center! (opened last January, I asked) All very modern, chrome and glitter and glass. And there I am, sweeping down the sidewalk, cloak blowing in the very brisk wind--I'm sure I made the spectacle of myself. An impressive one, lets hope. SWISH. And there was my seat! Because of the curved stage, it was.... well yes, very close. Off to the side, and very, very close. And it got better in the second act, because the seat ahead of me was empty. So guess who got CLOSER. Yes. Right there.
Then the lights went down, my heart rate spiked up, and it started.
( This will get long. And detailed. Because I owe it to you. )
INTERMISSION. In which I discovered that the seat ahead of me was actually free, that the people sitting in front of me loved the fact that was making a song list, and we spent the time identifying which was from where. (And Angel pinched herself to make sure she wasn't dreaming.)
( Did you all go get a drink of water or something? Ok. Off we go. )
Would you believe me if I said the best was yet to come? Would you?
( Because it was. Ohhhh how it was. )
So that............. that was my night.
