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dramaturgy) wrote2008-09-07 11:51 pm
dramaturgy) wrote2008-09-07 11:51 pm
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I just posted this over here, but no harm in putting it here too.
I've been a fan since the summer before I entered high school -- so, 2000? -- and no joke, it changed my life.
I got to see a tour in 2001, I got tickets for my sixteenth birthday and I was so excited to go. I got out of school early that day (we had to drive four hours to see it, but that's what happens when you live in the middle of nowhere), and my mom and I didn't get home until three in the morning, but it was so worth it. The lady who sat behind us at one point said in the middle of I'll Cover you, presumably to someone sitting with her, "Wait... those are both men?" I have no idea if she left at intermission or not, but my mom and I nearly hurt something trying not to laugh.
OH. And, at that performance, in the bridge of What You Own where Mark says, "Alexi -- Mark etc," he screwed up and definitely said, "Mark -- Alexi -- UH ALEXITHISISMARK" and it was so perfectly in character and so Mark that I would have thought it was a tweak to the show -- except Roger was trying not to laugh his ass off. (And if this does turn out to have been a tweak... please don't tell me. I want to continue to live my lie. XD)
When I was a senior in high school, freshly graduated, I went on a trip with my high school's music department to New York and OH MY GOD I LOVED IT okay not the point sorry. So one day we went to see The Lion King (not my first choice, but oh my god what a beautiful show <33) we had some time to romp around in the Times Square area before the matinee. So I made it my business to see as many theatres as I could and take pictures but I couldn't remember where the Nederlander was, and I hadn't found it in my wanderings. So I was pretty bummed to think I was going to leave NY without having seen that theatre. But they said we might have some extra wandering time on the last day, and so I called my dad and asked him to look it up on the internet and he gave me the address. Turns out we did have some time on the last day -- a little less than an hour. But we were at Rockefeller Center, so we more or less ran what had to be seven or so (more?) blocks, and I had my picture taken at the Nederlander, and then we ran back in time to hop on the bus back to Iowa. The pictures from my digital camera of that trip were sadly lost in a hard drive crash, and the prints are still on an undeveloped roll of film somewhere.
And then there was when we went to see ~*the movie*~. Rarely is it that my family finds a movie that EVERYONE will go to, but my mom, my sister, my brother, and I (so we had four out of five -- my dad didn't go) went the night it opened. We were in line with other hardcore fans of the show, and it was -- and always is -- great to meet total strangers who love something as much as I do. First, to piss off the teenaged theatre employees who had been making fun of us for waiting in line (subtly, but it was definitely there), we RAN to the theatre the second we were permitted to, and then my sister literally tripped over her own two feet. XD I sat next to a boy who I'd met in line, and we shared kleenex, because he'd been crying harder than I was, and that was no mean feat. By the end of the finale, most if not all of the people in the theatre were singing along. It was a wonderful moment of connectedness of all us complete strangers. On repeated viewings I've come to have a bit of a beef with Christopher Columbus and his direction of the movie, but generally, I do like the movie and if I need some background noise I'll stick it in. I'm glad that they were able to keep most of the original cast for the film, because I really think that it added something.
It's impossible to say what theatre in general means to me, and Rent is something very, very special. It'll be a part of my life always.
I've been a fan since the summer before I entered high school -- so, 2000? -- and no joke, it changed my life.
I got to see a tour in 2001, I got tickets for my sixteenth birthday and I was so excited to go. I got out of school early that day (we had to drive four hours to see it, but that's what happens when you live in the middle of nowhere), and my mom and I didn't get home until three in the morning, but it was so worth it. The lady who sat behind us at one point said in the middle of I'll Cover you, presumably to someone sitting with her, "Wait... those are both men?" I have no idea if she left at intermission or not, but my mom and I nearly hurt something trying not to laugh.
OH. And, at that performance, in the bridge of What You Own where Mark says, "Alexi -- Mark etc," he screwed up and definitely said, "Mark -- Alexi -- UH ALEXITHISISMARK" and it was so perfectly in character and so Mark that I would have thought it was a tweak to the show -- except Roger was trying not to laugh his ass off. (And if this does turn out to have been a tweak... please don't tell me. I want to continue to live my lie. XD)
When I was a senior in high school, freshly graduated, I went on a trip with my high school's music department to New York and OH MY GOD I LOVED IT okay not the point sorry. So one day we went to see The Lion King (not my first choice, but oh my god what a beautiful show <33) we had some time to romp around in the Times Square area before the matinee. So I made it my business to see as many theatres as I could and take pictures but I couldn't remember where the Nederlander was, and I hadn't found it in my wanderings. So I was pretty bummed to think I was going to leave NY without having seen that theatre. But they said we might have some extra wandering time on the last day, and so I called my dad and asked him to look it up on the internet and he gave me the address. Turns out we did have some time on the last day -- a little less than an hour. But we were at Rockefeller Center, so we more or less ran what had to be seven or so (more?) blocks, and I had my picture taken at the Nederlander, and then we ran back in time to hop on the bus back to Iowa. The pictures from my digital camera of that trip were sadly lost in a hard drive crash, and the prints are still on an undeveloped roll of film somewhere.
And then there was when we went to see ~*the movie*~. Rarely is it that my family finds a movie that EVERYONE will go to, but my mom, my sister, my brother, and I (so we had four out of five -- my dad didn't go) went the night it opened. We were in line with other hardcore fans of the show, and it was -- and always is -- great to meet total strangers who love something as much as I do. First, to piss off the teenaged theatre employees who had been making fun of us for waiting in line (subtly, but it was definitely there), we RAN to the theatre the second we were permitted to, and then my sister literally tripped over her own two feet. XD I sat next to a boy who I'd met in line, and we shared kleenex, because he'd been crying harder than I was, and that was no mean feat. By the end of the finale, most if not all of the people in the theatre were singing along. It was a wonderful moment of connectedness of all us complete strangers. On repeated viewings I've come to have a bit of a beef with Christopher Columbus and his direction of the movie, but generally, I do like the movie and if I need some background noise I'll stick it in. I'm glad that they were able to keep most of the original cast for the film, because I really think that it added something.
It's impossible to say what theatre in general means to me, and Rent is something very, very special. It'll be a part of my life always.