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Day 20 of the 30 days of Gratitude. The Theater.


Yesterday Sis Laura surprised me and bought tickets to see 42nd Street tonight.  I am so excited! I love the theater. I don't get to it enough, but I would like to.  The last play I went to was 'Over the Rainbow' with Tracie Bennett. I tagged along, but it was soo good.  So yes, I am grateful for the theater.  The last musical was 'Mamma Mia' with my cousins, for a 'cousin outting'.  That was fun too.  I love Abba...yes, it is my dirty secret. hehe!

I have seen tweets about the theater this week and honestly that is not why I am thankful for it, I have been meaning to blog about it for sometime, but I guess everything happens in the divine right time, yes?  Good. That said, let's get rolling with the gratitude.

Why do I love the theater? It takes a special person to do the same show day in and day out, sometimes up to eight shows a week (6 days with a matinee) and give their best.  When I studied drama, I enjoyed it and I am so loud my teacher and later my college professor though I would be good at it...I can project.  I may be an only child (I adopt my siblings), but I come from a big family, so I come by the volume honestly.  haha!

So getting back to the gratitude part, while I love film, there is something special about attending a live show.  It's more than feeling cultured or sophisticated, (though Jeans and shorts should be outlawed for shows, even matinee's...show some respect people), it's about sharing in the magic that someone has created, whether it be a play, or a musical, or a rock opera.  It's about losing yourself for awhile, chatting during intermissions about what you saw and then finding yourself discussing your favorite parts on the way back to the car, or over a late coffee/tea and dessert. 

I love plays and musicals. It still makes me chuckle when people just break out into song, with music being played by a mystery band and strangers singing the same lyrics, but it's catchy.  One of my current favorite Broadway tunes is from Something Rotten. It kind of captures the absurd side of a musical and yet it also answers, without answering it, why people love them.  Did that make sense? No. Good, because that is how I can explain a musical and why myself and others like them.

Straight talking, or toe tapping, stage shows are amazing.  Local theater, touring productions, or Broadway, which is also on my bucket list...check them out.  It's an experience one must have at least once in their life.  I certainly need to go to more shows.

Until tomorrow...search for the mystery music band and sing out loud, or just break out into a monologue. If you're feeling really adventurous, since your monologue.



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