I saw it on Broadway, too, probably around 1995? Loved it. I love the soundtrack, too. In fact, I may go dig that out and give it a listen today.
Jesse's link said "I Dreamed a Dream" had shot into the top 50 songs on iTunes in the past few days.
Off-topic discussion. Wanna talk about corsets, duct tape, or physics? This is the place. Detailed discussion of any current-season TV must be whitefonted.
I saw it on Broadway, too, probably around 1995? Loved it. I love the soundtrack, too. In fact, I may go dig that out and give it a listen today.
Jesse's link said "I Dreamed a Dream" had shot into the top 50 songs on iTunes in the past few days.
Is squeezing a tube of toothpaste really so difficult that we need a machine for it?
Since I was a tragic teen of 15 when I first heard it, I was all about Eponine (sp?), but I have come to understand over the years, that Javert is my true match. He is the most fun to sing.
My brother took a trip to london in the spring of 86 and returned with the london les miz cast recording on LP. I had the all the show soings memorized by that summer, singing all parts (of course).
In 89 I managed to pick up the London cast CD, and now every time I hear the American cast, it sounds wronger than a wrong thing.
Same with the Into the Woods soundtrack, actually.
I have come to understand over the years, that Javert is my true match. He is the most fun to sing.
"Confrontation" is my favorite, and I was delighted beyond words at the clip of Neil Patrick Harris and Jason Segal singing it on the Megan Mullally show: [link]
And curses on us all, I am already ruined for the rest of the day and will be singing the show.
Lunch has been et, now home for unpacking, laundry, and a major de-cating of my room. I hope to get info on a spring flea sale today and reserve a table for myself, then on to going through everything to declutter as much as possible.
Jean valjean is nothing now.
I AM WARNING YOU JAVERT...
Is squeezing a tube of toothpaste really so difficult that we need a machine for it?
But did you see how empty they end up? It's like bathroom porn.
Okay, overstated.
Stupid ER visit. Doctor's didn't want to medicate me, told me to get in touch with my pain management guy who's the one that doesn't want to prescribe me painkillers. He wants the migraine specialist to do it. The migraine specialist who still hasn't returned my call about convincing my insurance company to prescribe me more of the medication that kinda works. So everyone's chasing their tails and I'm getting dressed down and painful IM injections that don't work so much. I had so.
Listened to the Susan Boyle recording. I either have a tin ear or a tin heart. It didn't do much for me, but I'm also unfamiliar with the source material. Her voice was good, and we're conditioned not to expect that from plainness. But I'm sure I've heard unprofessional similarly good voices IRL.
Since I was a tragic teen of 15 when I first heard it, I was all about Eponine (sp?), but I have come to understand over the years, that Javert is my true match.
Heh-- he is something else, isn't he?
I was eighteen when I first heard it-- I lived in the music dorm at Florida State, which was coed and there was all manner of music playing all the time. The guy who lived across the hall from me had the LP of the West End cast, which was in '86, so really early on, and I remember hearing "Do You Hear the People Sing" blaring from his room and I was like "What is THAT?"
That was when I first fell in love with Michael Ball's voice. Who, btw, is supposed to be taking the lead role in the West End revival of Sweeney Todd for next summer.
And I was all about the drama of Fantine, but I know if I was ever cast in that show, I'd totally be thrown into the role of Madame Thénardier.
I hate all the medical people from afar, ita.
Gah, it is gorgeous out.
ita, I shake my fist at all of them.
And I was all about the drama of Fantine, but I know if I was ever cast in that show, I'd totally be thrown into the role of Madame Thénardier.
"Master of the House" is still my favorite song to sing. Alone, here in my bedroom.