Oh, What a Night!

Song of the Day: Jersey Boys Soundtrack. Just, at all.

So after I see a show, particularly on Broadway, I spend a LOT of time just in a stupor-after-the-fact. If it's a musical - like the most recent show I've seen - I'll put the soundtrack on repeat for a long while. I'll relive scenes, mayhaps even dream up a few starring yours truly, sing all the songs obnoxiously, creep on the actors, and just generally only talk about the show for a long, long time.

Last night I saw 'Jersey Boys' for the first time. So all of the above has been going on for all of today.

It's just so easy to get connected to the characters, especially when there's fantastic music. I mean, it's a musical about a music group that reached a helluva lot of success. How can it NOT be good?

Plus, ya know, attractive men with amazing voices. Yes, please.

All of the songs are singable, catchy, well-put together, and within my range. So of course I'm currently in the mindset of 'man, if I had stage presence, talent, and drive, *this* is the kinda stuff I would sing.'

Which I of course won't. Cuz of the lack of stage presence, talent, and drive.

But I'd certainly be okay being able to see shows on Broadway easily and often.

Katie and I spent the day in the city before we saw the show, walking up through and around Central Park, spent some time at the Met, walked back down through the Park before grabbing some dinner, and then saw the show. It was pretty damn awesome.

I mean, how great would it be to go for a jaunt in the Park, grab a hot dog, and head to work in the theatre capital of the country, possibly the world? Living in the city, man... I dunno. It just sounds kinda awesome. Would that it could end up that way.

Though it's hard not to feel like my idea of the city has been overly romanticized by the numerous television shows and movies I've seen sent in New York. I feel like reality would backhand me across the face and I'd end up on my ass and/or running away to home.

Right now, it's hard not to get caught up in the blechness of all the shit I have to do and put up withtobyforabout. Sometimes even hanging out with my friends can be trying. Which is understandable, because we spend a lot of our together time in an academic context. But the only time lately I'm constantly happy, actually feel good and productive and content, is during 55, when we're building the set for 'Cat on a Hot Tin Roof'. I wonder if that's because I'm the only own out of my group of friends working on it. I mean, Lee designed it, so she's present for question answering and the like. But I'm the only one out of the six of us actually on the crew an actively building the set. I'm also master carpenter, which has turned out to be somewhat of an authority figure - and I kinda like that.

It's been really hard to just live in now, especially since so much of my now is spent preparing for something further down line. The bloody 'future', the inevitable - it's so annoying. The damn thing keeps turning into the present, and we don't even realize it.

'Think! What a big man he'll be
Think! Of the places you'll see
now think what a future would be with a poor boy like me.' - 'Dawn (Go Away)', The Four Seasons (Jersey Boys Soundtrack)