Friday, January 08, 2016

School of Rock

I learned something about myself on New Year's Day this year:  I simply cannot see a play or musical about childhood that won't reduce me to a crying mess.  It happened when I saw "Billy Elliot" a few years ago (cried all the way through the Second Act) and it happened again recently when we saw the Broadway production of "School of Rock".

Children on stage =  Dop being a hysterical mess.

The draw to see the show, first of all, is that our friend, Broadway's Michael Hartney, is part of the cast.  And she's hilarious!  I met Michael years ago and spent one of my last night's in DC with him, but we were actually in NYC, then Michael and his friend James came to visit us for Market Days in 2006.  Michael has also recently gained some internet fame and recognition from his original YouTube video about RuPaul's Drag Race's Worst Queen Ever:



OKWATCH?!?

Anyway, back to the musical.  Like most people, I wasn't sure what to expect from School of Rock.  First of all, I've never seen the original movie.  That's right, I admit it - didn't see it.  Mostly because I am not a fan of Jack Black.  I don't think he's funny.  So there it is.  Second, I love me some Andrew Lloyd Webber, but I was as skeptical as anyone that he could handle something at noxious as SoR.  But I stand, sit, squat, and kneel corrected.  The songs are amazing.  And the song If Only You Would Listen was the butt-kick to my emotional descent.  And Stick It To The Man is the kids' power song of assuming control.  What kid wouldn't want to sing this song???

We met Michael after the show to congratulate him on the several, hilarious characters he created for the show, and he gave us a backstage tour - my first time standing on a Broadway stage!  It was thrilling!

Kevin and I do a pretty good job at attending the theater.  We fortunately have the same taste so it's easy for us to decide what to see.  Besides SoR, we also saw A Gentleman's Guide To Love And Murder.  Last time we were in NYC, we saw Evita, Peter and the Starcatcher, and, coincidentally, Michael at UCB-East production of Characters Welcome.  In London, we saw Charlie & The Chocolate Factory, Memphis, and The Play That Goes Wrong.  The week before Christmas, we saw Gotta Dance in Chicago.  We get around.

Someday, I will tally up all the shows we've seen over the past 10 years together.  It will impress me.  Until then, I hope to see more of my talented friends trouping the boards.  May they forever keep me laughing and, to some extent, crying.