Ahhh, blessed Friday! That Day of Days that we all praise! Lucky am I whose labors are abbreviated this day, that I may enjoy an earlier respite from the work week. Unfortunate are the drones still slaving as I sit here typing and sipping a deliciously cool, refreshingly carbonated barley-pop. Ehh, who'm I kidding. I'm not sipping, I'm chugging. It's the friggin weekend man, and I can get to celebrating in truth for the birthday I had yesterday. What's more cause for a party than being another year older? Aside from the fact that it's forecast to be a beeeaaauuutiful weekend. And work's over for a couple of days. And Bush is in his last few months in office. All good reasons to get drunk, right? Or, to not get drunk, for those of you (freaks!) who don't.
So, I've had opportunities this last month to witness some wonderful performances, and I feel enlivened by them. The first such spectacle was a children's theater production of A Midsummer's Night Dream, complete with Beatles' songs sung well and beautifully by the youthful cast. If you've seen the movie Across the Universe, you'll understand how great a story can be when told by Beatles' music. It was quite well done--I still get chills remembering a sweet six year-old girl belting out Lucy in the Sky with Diamonds. *shivers* Thank you, Anna.
The second show was a concert by Swell Season at a small theater. Swell Season is composed of Musicians who acted in the movie Once. Another good music film (and soundtrack) alongside the aforementioned Beatles concept movie. It was an absolutely FAAAABulous concert! And forgive me for sounding gay with that. The show was just reeeeeeaaaallly good. And inspiring. Thank you Jacilin and Andre.
The last show was not really a show. It was a poetry slam, my first such to see. Not the finger-snapping beatnick thing you may be thinking of, or the mournful coffee-house whinings of turtleneck-clad angsty lesbians either. It was held in a local brewpub, and it was a powerful good time. My local community sports some very talented and interesting people. Thank you Jules.
I've forgotten how powerful live performance can be, how captivating. There is an energy and movement there in the communication between performer and audience. I've seen lots of big shows, concerts and plays, but I'm becoming more and more sold on the smaller, more intimate shows.
At any rate, I've rambled enough . . . just wanted to thank those who helped me experience these things; wonderful birthday presents all. And I want to encourage all of you to go catch a live performance somewhere. Even if its watching someone panhandle on the side of the street. Theater can happen anywhere.
And don't forget to party, it's the weekend!
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