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Sep. 26th, 2002 01:02 amThe musical I saw tonight was Carousel. It's a pretty outdated play, and hard to bring across now without either pandering to the utter hokeyness of the play with all sincerity, or playing up the irony and enjoying the chauvinistic bent and petty nods to feminism. Considering the amount of bluehairs that attend Lincolnshire plays, these productions unfortunately fall into the former category.
The man who played Billy seemed tired and off, so much so that he didn't sing flat, he sang sharp. It happens, but it was so jarring that I visibly cringed, and my mom nudged me and tried not to giggle.
The woman who played Louise was a breath of fresh air, which was sorely needed by the time she appeared, some time in the latter portion of the second act.
Well. It was nice to spend time with my mom, anyway.
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Because I hit the alarm three times this morning, I opted to take the bus and then the train, instead of two buses. This is definitely a departure from my normal routine, as it gives me further opportunity to walk through part of downtown - which is remarkably beautiful and sunshiney in the early morning.
The man I had written about before? The co worker with his infectious laugh and about-face shyness? He walked right past me as I neared my building. I was surprised, and as I caught up to him at the next intersection, I wondered if he might recognize me and say hi, or if he maybe would realize it was someone he worked with, but would keep to himself.
Either way, I didn't say hi to him, nor him to me, but we walked practically in tandem to the doors of the building, and then through the metal detectors, and then off in different directions as he entered the elevator bay, and I went off to find a little breakfast.
It's weird, now that I've noticed this person, that I've had these not-quite-interactions with him since then. Bizarre. Ah well, it's cool. Randomness like that feels comforting to me, as if all is going as well as it can, and that things are click click clicking along.
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Seeing the play tonight, I am feeling more glad than ever about the fact that I've stopped auditioning for community theatres out in the suburbs. I mean, I was selective when I did it, but that patina of ... mediocrity? caution? carefulness? safety net? Ugh. I mean, at least the actors I saw tonight are getting paid alright for what they do, but do they feel as if they are losing something in how they do their art? I'm not a hopeless snob, I swear I am not. If you had seen this production, you'd know what I meant.
I need to do theatre that's more dynamic, definitely.
The man who played Billy seemed tired and off, so much so that he didn't sing flat, he sang sharp. It happens, but it was so jarring that I visibly cringed, and my mom nudged me and tried not to giggle.
The woman who played Louise was a breath of fresh air, which was sorely needed by the time she appeared, some time in the latter portion of the second act.
Well. It was nice to spend time with my mom, anyway.
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Because I hit the alarm three times this morning, I opted to take the bus and then the train, instead of two buses. This is definitely a departure from my normal routine, as it gives me further opportunity to walk through part of downtown - which is remarkably beautiful and sunshiney in the early morning.
The man I had written about before? The co worker with his infectious laugh and about-face shyness? He walked right past me as I neared my building. I was surprised, and as I caught up to him at the next intersection, I wondered if he might recognize me and say hi, or if he maybe would realize it was someone he worked with, but would keep to himself.
Either way, I didn't say hi to him, nor him to me, but we walked practically in tandem to the doors of the building, and then through the metal detectors, and then off in different directions as he entered the elevator bay, and I went off to find a little breakfast.
It's weird, now that I've noticed this person, that I've had these not-quite-interactions with him since then. Bizarre. Ah well, it's cool. Randomness like that feels comforting to me, as if all is going as well as it can, and that things are click click clicking along.
+++
Seeing the play tonight, I am feeling more glad than ever about the fact that I've stopped auditioning for community theatres out in the suburbs. I mean, I was selective when I did it, but that patina of ... mediocrity? caution? carefulness? safety net? Ugh. I mean, at least the actors I saw tonight are getting paid alright for what they do, but do they feel as if they are losing something in how they do their art? I'm not a hopeless snob, I swear I am not. If you had seen this production, you'd know what I meant.
I need to do theatre that's more dynamic, definitely.
