On musicals

alexander-hamilton-portrait-john-trumbull.jpgBriefly, I hope: it hit me on the way home from work tonight that I never actually said anything about how we found Wicked.  We sort of got our tickets by accident; I thought the show was in town for a much longer run and randomly remarked to my wife that I wouldn’t mind going, and before I knew it we had tickets to the show’s last night, which was last Friday.  It was here for something like a two-week run.

I was quite pleased with it.  Showing up in a green shirt with a black tie was a happy coincidence, but I didn’t mind that I’d accidentally marked myself as a fan, because by the end of the show I was.  I’d have preferred slightly better seats; the Morris Civic Auditorium doesn’t really have any bad seats, per se, and we were in the front row of our balcony, but leg room was getting to me a bit and I spent the entire intermission standing up and walking around because otherwise I’d have had to have a leg amputated by the end of the show and I suspect the ushers would have frowned on that.  But it was a great performance; every time I see anything on stage by even semi-professionals I’m amazed at what people are able to do with sets and lighting and such and when it’s actual Broadway professionals doing the work it’s simply outstanding.  I’m really glad we went.

And then I got home and over the last couple of days I’ve been giving the Hamilton soundtrack another whirl after being unable to get through it the first couple of times I tried; again, listening in the car has transformed how I approach a piece of music.  I’m not going to say much, because I want to listen a few more times and then write a longer piece, but I suspect I’m becoming a Hamiltonian.  Like, I listened to it in the car, and I get it now, and yeah, y’all were right.  But more on that later.

Meanwhile, I’m finding that I’m really looking forward to the Rocky Horror Picture Show revival… thingamajig.  I’ve seen the film a million times but have (somehow) never seen it on stage, and the idea of Laverne Cox playing Dr. Frank-N-Furter is fascinating.  So there’s a post coming for that probably eventually as well.