In high school I was one of the theater geeks... and I'm damn proud of it. Although I unfortunately can't carry a tune in a bucket I still love to belt out the words to any and every song I learn the lyrics to. Showtunes are a personal favorite because I can act-sing with the best of them... just keep the octave range nice and minimal and give me a big character to impersonate.
My little theater crowd and I polluted our iPods with musical numbers and we had waves of obsession over one sound track or another. Wicked held the title spot for the longest of any of them.
Ever since I vowed I would read the book and go see the play at the Fox as soon as it came to Atlanta... but, five years later, that plan has still yet to come to fruition.
UNTIL NOW! Maybe it wasn't the Fox but that wasn't the important part of the plan. I just wanted to see all of the songs fit together into one cohesive story and it blew. My. Mind!
It was kind of funny seeing it in England... half of the actors had British accents and half America/Canadian accents (Canadians sound like Americans... let's just be honest, but apparently they get really defensive if you say so).
Before the show!!
The stage (I'm still a little unsure what the dragon represented but there were some cool affects that spewed out of it).
We tried to replicate the poster :)
What a fantastic evening.
What a fantastic script.
What a fantastically thoughtful host.
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