You...you're singing "Into the Woods" near me.
You have seen the filk site, yes?
Wash ,'War Stories'
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.
Not true! I am a big proponent of making the distinction between nice and polite -- they are not the same thing at all.Not true! I am a big proponent of making the distinction between nice and polite -- they are not the same thing at all.
No, they aren't. I want people to be polite, and to try to be kind. Nice has nothing to do with it. SH, you've known me for ages - I'm frequently Not Nice. But I do try to be polite.
I believe in being polite, courteous and kind. While wishing people dead in my head for not being the same.
My new favorite Sondheim is Assasins. My previous was A Little Night Music.
A "Yay Christianity!" T-shirt isn't necessarily impolite. A "Boo Islam!" T-shirt pretty much is impolite by definition.
The author of the I Hate to Cook Book wrote an etiquette guide called I Try To Behave Myself. I don't know if it was useful or insightful or anything, but it's a great title.
When I was in high school, the local playhouse did A Little Night Music--not a bad version of it, surprisingly enough.
I've got the Carnegie Hall Tribute to Sondheim CD. It has a terrific rendition of "A Weekend in the Country" as the penultimate song (the final is "Sunday" from Sunday in the Park with George, which always brings tears to my eyes for some reason).
Peg Bracken! I have a copy of that book. Calling it an "etiquette guide" makes it sound more formal than it is. But it's amusing, and worth a read to amke sure those things you think of as harmless quirks don't drive other people crazy.
Ah - I thought people kept trying to make me NICER.
I *am* polite, almost always. It's when I stop being polite that blood tends to flow in voluminous quantities.
So you need to quit smacking me with your fan when I'm polite but mean! :p
I do not read to search for truth // I know the truth // the truth is hardly what I need
Loving you is not a choice//Not much reason to rejoice//But it gives me purpose//Gives me voice//to say to the world//This is why I live
Gah! Slays me every time-- so beautiful, but damn, so, so despairing. Poor Fosca. What a disaster of a character.
Huh. All the Sondheim reminded me, of course, of Sweeney.
And...I found this snippet:
"In 1995, the Barcelona cast recorded a cast album sung in Catalan."
I may have to track that down.