Mama has decided to dress me for tonight, since I have no idea what I ought to wear. This is the kind of thing I should get used to if I'm going to have a performing career.
Is it weird that I'm looking forward to the recital being over so that I can maybe catch the last hour of Bat Boy rehearsal? Dan and I were talking and running song lines from last night's rehearsal in Theory this morning before anyone was in the room, and he jokingly mentioned how maybe he should ditch this opera business because musicals are so much fun.
Diego sent me this song. I am growing increasingly attached to it, understanding more as I listen to it over and over. It's relatively complex (I should know, I analyzed a bit of it so I could tell Diego what this one spine-shivering chord was), and it's doing crazy things to my brain like the Bat Boy music did. It's from The 25th Annual Putnam County Spelling Bee, which is by the same composer who wrote A New Brain, and I now really want to see both.
Mmm. I love music. It's like safe drugs that you can turn off. I'm getting sappy in my old age, but I don't cry at just anything like Dan says I do. Although if he and Diego keep turning up the pathos like they did last night, I dunno if I'm going to be able to sing the beginning of the Finale. I had to practice starting it without crying when I got it and the script, anyway, because it's freakin' sad.
So. I'd like to be done with my dumb Purcell, and have a recording of Elliot's song, so I can go to my Bat Boy rehearsal in peace. Or, not peace, but... you know.
Is it weird that I'm looking forward to the recital being over so that I can maybe catch the last hour of Bat Boy rehearsal? Dan and I were talking and running song lines from last night's rehearsal in Theory this morning before anyone was in the room, and he jokingly mentioned how maybe he should ditch this opera business because musicals are so much fun.
Diego sent me this song. I am growing increasingly attached to it, understanding more as I listen to it over and over. It's relatively complex (I should know, I analyzed a bit of it so I could tell Diego what this one spine-shivering chord was), and it's doing crazy things to my brain like the Bat Boy music did. It's from The 25th Annual Putnam County Spelling Bee, which is by the same composer who wrote A New Brain, and I now really want to see both.
Mmm. I love music. It's like safe drugs that you can turn off. I'm getting sappy in my old age, but I don't cry at just anything like Dan says I do. Although if he and Diego keep turning up the pathos like they did last night, I dunno if I'm going to be able to sing the beginning of the Finale. I had to practice starting it without crying when I got it and the script, anyway, because it's freakin' sad.
So. I'd like to be done with my dumb Purcell, and have a recording of Elliot's song, so I can go to my Bat Boy rehearsal in peace. Or, not peace, but... you know.
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