Welcome back, suckers. So, even though Spring Awakening closed but two days ago (and that one still hurts, trust me) I am actually doing pretty well. Sure, my chest hurts from screaming and my head's pretty cold since I don't have my lovely black beret anymore, but otherwise I'm in good shape. http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=OIdquaKhIu4 This video has been a massive help in the coping and acceptance process, as freaking creepy as that sounds. But the fact that Eryn Murman is singing a song that is perfectly tailored to her voice is not the reason why I came here to blog today.
No, folks, I am here to say good-bye to a dear friend. Coincidentally, this "friend" was indirectly responsible for the good-byes I had to say on Sunday night. So long, Bush! Don't let the door hit you on the way out. You gotta give the guy his due, though. A few nights ago he had to go on national TV and make a speech to an entire country of people that hate him. I don't know about you guys, but I broke out the party hats and streamers that night. The conga line got a little out of hand, though. Oh, and it's thanks to him that McCain didn't get elected. People aren't gonna let a man from the same party as the genius who let our economy fall through the cracks get elected. As we all know, this election was all about moneymoneymoney. http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=rkRIbUT6u7Q See? Even Sally Bowles and the Emcee agree with me, and they're not even REAL!
Before I wrap it up, I have to recount an amusing little vignette to all of you. Okay, here we go.
Random Girl: "Guess what I watched eleven times this weekend."
Random Girl: "R-"
Lenora: "No, DON'T!"
Random Girl: "What? Why can't I say I watched Rent?"
Lenora: "She hates Rent!"
Me: *is confused*
Because clearly, I turn into a wild animal that needs to be chained up whenever someone mentions Rent. The whole situation vaguely resembled this classic Family Guy moment: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=OZ4VnfsiR-g
Bush is out, Obama's in. Spring Awakening is dead and gone, while Wicked is whoring its obnoxious green self out eight nights a week. (I can't believe I just said that, either.) What a world, what a world.
Update: I found this interview, and I decided to post it here. Before I post it, know this: I love Christine Ebersole. Ask anyone. I was cheering just as loud as the rest of the Broadway community when she won the Tony in 2007. I think Christine Ebersole is perfectly marvelous. But her political views are...interesting. Take this excerpt from a recent interview, for example:
Boroff: Are you concerned about opening in a new show in this economy?
Ebersole: I've thought about that. We haven't seen the end of the story. It's unfolding minute by minute.
Boroff: What is the story?
Ebersole: You have to look at the agenda of 9/11 to see what's happening economically. You also have to go back to 1913, when the Federal Reserve was formed. To me it's a systematic collapsing of the economy in order to usher in the amero.
Boroff: The who?
Ebersole: That's the new currency. It's going to be introduced and we'll join with Mexico and Canada. We are moving to a one-world government. It's not some crazy conspiracy theory. Boroff: Have you ever feared sharing your views would harm your career?
Ebersole: I've been told this will destroy me. This is my duty as an American citizen and a child of God, to speak truth to power.
Okay, don't get me wrong. I am not judging her based on her political views. She is a brilliant actress and a brilliant singer. But, and I say this with all due respect, her political views creep me out. It's all a little too reminiscent of Brave New World and 1984 for me. (For the record, I loved Brave New World and hated 1984. Just thought you should know. You're welcome.) Look I'm not saying she's a wacko. I'm just saying there...might have been a reason she portrayed Edie Beale so wonderfully. (And let's not go saying I think Edie Beale was a crackpot. I happen to be a huge fan, actually.) To quote the pivotal-but-only-in-one-scene father from August: Osage County: "I don't know what it says about me that I have a greater affinity with the damaged. Probably nothing good." Yes, I am aware that I have been quoting this play entirely too much lately. It probably won't be long till I start smashing plates and screaming, "EAT THE FISH, BITCH!"