✖ Uhm, I need summer now?
Journal Entry: Sat May 3, 2008, 11:54 AM
✖ SCHOOL
It's, what, MAY 3? I'm not really sure how I will survive these next few weeks. It's getting to be finals time, half my classes are classes you're supposed to take Junior year, aaaaaaaaand I'm demotivated by my advanced stage sophomore senioritus. Then again, I also don't know what I'm complaining about when I'm taking an incomplete in one class therefore absolving me form the final and a second final is writing a story.
Yeah, I'm serious. Junior-level class writes a 10 page, double-spaced story for a final. Sometimes the things my tuition pays for amaze me.
(( In simple terms, $35,000 goes about as far as I can toss an elephant. ))
✖ TEH MONTH O' THEATRE
Let's see, this month alone the theatrical withdrawal is enough to literally floor me. I saw PHANTOM OF THE OPERA and remembered why I adore lighting, costume, and pyrotechnics. I saw THE ANDREW BROTHERS and I mentally begged for a better book. I went to THE WALT DISNEY STUDIOS to watch a book be torn apart by four of the greatest musical minds - Stephen Schwartz, Dean Pitchford, Jeff Marx and Winne Holzman. Ever heard of FOOTLOOSE, AVENUE Q, WICKED? Google them.
Y'see, going to watch theatre is so different from going to concerts. Everything is meticulously planned, down to the apparent ad lib. I promise. The costumes, sets, sounds... all works of art that people have slaved over. True there may be a less direct connection to the audience, but when you're there, in the house, there's a sense of magic you cannot get from any other place on earth.
Back in July 2003, my boyfriend at the time and I shared a love of theatre. So for a date, he took me to see a production of CRAZY FOR YOU. Just to catch you up, here's the plot ::
The time: the 1930s; the place: New York City. Banking heir and show biz wannabe Bobby Child auditions for Broadway impresario Bela Zangler but fails to make the grade. His mother demands that he give up his dreams of becoming a song-and-dance man and leave for Deadrock, Nevada, to foreclose on a long-empty theatre.
Once in Deadrock, Bobby meets Polly Baker, the only girl in town. In true musical theatre fashion, they sing, dance and fall head-over-heels in love. When Bobby recognizes that Polly’s father owns the theatre he has come to claim, he convinces her they can put on a show to raise money and save the property. Polly is enthusiastic until she realizes that he is the banker who has come to foreclose on the property. She slaps him and runs away.
Bobby is determined to go ahead with the show, pay off the mortgage and win Polly’s heart. He persuades his chorus girl pals from Broadway to join him in Deadrock for the show. The town is soon swarming with Follies Girls, along with Bobby disguised as Bela Zangler. As rehearsals progress, “Bela” tries to persuade Polly to give Bobby another chance. Polly confesses she has already fallen in love with him - Bela! Not at all what Bobby planned.
On the opening night, the theatre is empty. Bobby, still disguised, apologizes for letting everyone down. Polly forgives him, saying he has brought a new spirit to their lives. As the townsfolk celebrate, the real Bela Zangler stumbles into the scene unnoticed and faints.
Later in the saloon, Bobby discards his disguise to show Polly that he is the man she loves, but the real Bela enters. Polly greets him with a kiss, as a despairing Bobby heads upstairs with a bottle of liquor. After Polly leaves, Bobby returns, falling down drunk and once again dressed as Bela. There are now two Belas in the room, each too drunk to realize the other is there.
The next morning, Bobby and Bela awake with matching attire and hangovers. Bobby forgets he is still disguised and speaks in his normal voice. Polly storms out, furious that Bobby made her look like a fool.
Later, the company meets to discuss whether to attempt another performance. The vote is to give up, and Bobby leaves for New York. When Bela finally sees the theatre, he recognizes its potential and immediately starts working to bring the failed show back to life.
After a short time in New York, Bobby sees that he can’t live without Polly and heads back to Deadrock. Polly, now a star in Bela’s show, realizes that she wants to be with Bobby after all. They reunite and dance into the sunset together.
Yes, I know, I know. All this from the girl who is such a critic. But if you saw it you'd understand. It's the wit. It's a really cute love story and the dancing would make Fred and Ginger smile. And I loved the actor who played Bobby.
Triple. Mother fucking. Threat.
Anyway, through a twist of fate, my family has befriended one of the board members of the theatre I saw the show at. And the man just happens to be in a show. That is running. Right now.
✖ SO DAVID....
No, this is not the name of my new boyfriend. Unless we're playing opposites and gay men finally date straight women. But after 5 years of following this man's career and loving the characters he brought to life, I got to meet him. It made my night. Fuck that, it made my week.
Have I really been keeping tabs on him for 5 years? Oh my god.
I don't care if the man is gay, he's unbelievable to watch. Great voice, one of the best actors I've seen on this coast, and dancing skill that'll make you forget anyone else is on the stage.
Ah! Just in case you can't tell, I adore him a ton but respect him more.
The one downside of the night and I do mean this in all sincerity, was that the friend on the board wanted to take pictures of me with David. I'm all for meeting people well-known within their industry, but I'm not too big on souvenir pictures. I feel like I'm encroaching on their being.
Anywho I'm done boring you all to death. Here is the script from the show. Enjoy.
CRAZY FOR YOU
- Mood:
Sentimental - Listening to: Crazy for You.
- Watching: Crazy for You.
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What was normal in the evening
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the comic thing...erm... rough translation (it goes from right to left, like a japanese comic):
Panel 1: Hi. How are you?
Panel 2: (David's face)
Panel 3: David, you look tired. Are you ok? I have a question...
Panel 4: (Doom) How's your capstone?
Panel 5: I hung in there. I finally got it done. What about you?
Panel 6: Um...
Panel 7: I'm not done yet. Something something I'll do my best. I can never give up!
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We might die from medication
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What was normal in the evening
By the morning seems insane.
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I fucked him standing,
I fucked him crying.
I fucked him living,
And I fucked him dying.
He may be dead,
But not forgotten.
Cause I dug him up,
And I fucked him rotten.
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We might die from medication
But we sure killed all the pain
What was normal in the evening
By the morning seems insane.
hoo... i'll keep trying but of course i allow you to colour my gerard
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