Theatre and musical theatre blog.Its owner is chronically ill, a non-male tenor, a Theatre major, and "Hunchback" trash. My personal blog is strangehermit.
LND coulda been good if meg and christine reconnected and realized that the men in their lives are garbage and that they should run away together and the plot became just a good old fashioned lesbian romcom where NO ONE DIES
I know I’m not terribly active on Tumblr as of late—between college and various other life-things, and the fact that my access to/involvement with musical theatre content has diminished to an extent—but I just wanted to say that I’m doing all right, and I hope that everyone who sees stuff from this blog from time to time is doing super well!
I’m still taking voice lessons, and I’m considering re-doing my cover of “Hellfire.” (Part of me wants to keep it in the original key for accuracy’s sake; another part of me knows that it’s easier to sing if it’s tuned up a little bit.) We’ve been working on reducing the tension I carry in my tongue and jaw, which should clean up my vowel color and projection issues. It’s also made me acutely aware of how much jaw tension I carry in day-to-day life; I joke that my anxiety realized that it had to live somewhere in my body, so it picked my face.
Victor, my theatre professor and college advisor, is just as weird as ever. I have some of his quotes from this semester, but I haven’t quite gotten around to compiling them all into a list yet. Today’s contribution were his thoughts on moisturizing: “I’d like my skin to flake off and rot.” Also, he tried to make an argument for ancient Greeks writing on their parchments with human blood (when we had issues finding the exact composition of ancient Greek ink).
out there among the millers and the weavers and their wives
through the roofs and gables i can see them
every day they shout and scold and go about their lives
heedless of the gift it is to be them
if i was in their skin, i’d treasure every instant
“...and they were roommates!” “Oh my god, they were roommates.” Josh Davis shared this on Instagram from Nick Cartell; they’re such goofy nerds. I’m still so happy that I got to see them perform when “Les Mis” was in town. :’)
I got to meet one of Shakespeare’s First Folios today! It lives in my college’s Rare Books Room. It’s from 1623, but was re-bound in the 1800s. The pages are very soft, but kind of horrifying to handle because the book’s so old. I also included photos of the leaf from the Fourth Folio that was in the room, since a) it’s cool and b) I really like “King Lear.”
My English class for this semester focuses entirely around Shakespeare, which is why we got to visit and handle the Folio so early on in the semester. I might get to go see it again with my History of Theatre class...but, I mean, I could always just schedule an appointment with the library and get to see it sooner if I feel so inclined.
Okay. I have my first official highlights of Victor being everyone's chill (and slightly weird) uncle. For the uninitiated: Victor is my college advisor and the only theatre professor at my school. He also says, writes, and does some weird and wonderful stuff.
- About the spelling of Bacchus' name: "Two 'c's? One? I dunno. I suck at spelling."
- Life advice: "So, I think we can all agree that killing someone is not cool."
- An example of murder he gave later was "Going over to your neighbor's house and killing them, because they water their lawn for too long...or...something."
Montgomery Theatre, it’s been real! Last night was my last show, but I’ll be there today to see the other cast close “West Side Story.” I’m so pleased to have had the opportunity to work with so many amazing castmates, artistic staff, and crew—both onstage and off.
I’m exhausted, but here are the tech photos I took on behalf of my parents (so that they’d know who to look for in the ensemble). Dresses make me uncomfortable. The main consolation is that I get to sing tenor for the entire show...and am wearing dance shorts underneath. My wig’s pretty comfortable, all things considered. 1. “Take a normal picture please” *tries to hide internal screaming* 2. How I compensate for discomfort 3. Mugshot in casual wear 4. “They gave me a flower. I do not want a flower. Hrrrrm.”