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I need to go to bed soon because I have to get up in the morning to hang out with my dad before he catches his flight back to florida.
That was pretty much your only warning/explanation for the rest of this post whilst I attempt to eject the multitude of thoughts from my brain directly onto livejournal minus any filtering/organization/sanity. Enjoy. ^.^
So, right, got up way earlier than I wanted to, took a shower, got ready, then went to BG with Dad and Zoe. We went to JC Penny and bought clothes (that I *like*! I must show them to you Jen, because they kick ass! I want more! This did not satisfy my money-spending urges!). Then we had to go drop Zoe off so she could get ready for the performance. Then we went to Target for about an hour and dad looked at luggage but failed to buy anything (*sob* I have failed as a child!). Then we went *back* over to the theatre, so Dad could watch the show and I took Luke (Aileen and Francisco were watching the play) and Mom and we went to Rita's and hung out (because there's only so many times you can watch the same play and I don't want to reach my limit before the one that we've already reserved seats for) for about an hour. Then we had to go *back* to the theatre, trade Luke for Zoe and scurry off towards Louisville, trying to fight our way through wind and rain to make it on time for the last performance of Jesus Christ Superstar at the Iriquois Amphitheatre (sp?). We made it on time, but it was raining when we got there so we got thoroughly soaked walking to the theatre.
Slight aside: I'm not sure up until now if it was by accident or design but I almost never go see any performance unless it is opening night or closing night. I *very* rarely see any show in between. I think this is because those performances have a tendency to be better ones, especially on closing night. They've had time to work all the kinks out, they don't have to hold anything back for another show, and all their emotions are running higher because it's almost the end of the experience. So, anyway, if I didn't plan my attendence at live theatre around that fact before, I definitely will now.
Yeah, so this was closing night of Jesus Christ Superstar. Margo sat with us; this was her third round of it and she said that performance made the other two look like complete *crap* in comparison. It was an incredibly good show. I really *really* enjoyed it. But I suspect this may not be for the reasons that most other people enjoyed it. There were two things that, for me, lifted it from the realm of good theatre into the realm of a fucking awesome experience. It was not the music, though that was nice. It was not the acting, though that was phenomenal. It was not even their singing abilities, really, though I was fucking *impressed* with how much some of them threw into it. They could not have sung as powerfully in any other performance as they did in that one because they would not have been able to *speak* the next day, much less do it over again. Anyway, back to the two things that pushed it over the top.
Firstly, I shall demonstrate my shallowness - the guy who played Judas was Teh Sex. Seriously. He is the hottest thing invented since *fire*. Guh. I told mom we should kidnap him and take him home in the trunk. She laughed, but I was half-serious. He totally stole the show away from Jesus. Com*plete*ly stole it. I was like, Jesus who? And not only was he hot, he was also the *best* actor on that stage by *far*. And his singing? In-fucking-credible. Phenomenal. Apparently he's also the lead singer of some local Louisville band called "The Hawk"... I totally want to try and go see them, because if he is anything like he was in JCS when he is onstage singing with his band, it will blow everyone away.
And the second factor, which was the only thing that caused me to even notice Jesus was on the stage. - How come nobody told me that JCS is full of Teh Gay? Seriously. It is the gayest musical I have ever seen in my life. It is *not* "slashy" because that implies that one has to stretch canon to make the characters gay - Jesus and Judas are *so* incredibly gay. Come *on*! Jesus saying "How could he betray me with a kiss?"... Judas singing "I don't know how to love him." Completely queer. Nevermind the fact that I'm positive the real reason Judas betrayed Jesus is because Jesus broke up with him so he could get the hook-up with Mary Magdalene (sp?). Judas was *completely* jealous of all the attention Jesus was paying to Mary. I totally felt bad for Judas and wanted to give him a hug for most of the performance.
Besides which, even if the musical were not *already* gay, the actors had to go and *flirt* with each other like five-year-olds after they took their bows and were headed offstage. Guy-who-played-Judas was walking ahead of guy-who-played-Jesus, suddenly Jesus-guy darts forward to tickle the back of Judas-guy's neck. Judas-guy turns around, laughing and teasing him back, Jesus-guy darts away playfully and Judas-guy gives chase, proceeding offstage and out of sight (where who *knows* what could've happened?). Then, after they came out and bowed again (because it was just that good), they were being all playful and flirty and chase-y again when they were headed offstage. This was not all in my imagination as Zoe can tell you. Because she knew *exactly* what I was thinking when I was watching the show.
After all that excitement, we headed back to the car, at which point Mom realized that she had lost her keys. Lovely. Good thing I had my set. (Yay! Car-ness!)
Mom let me drive which I think was at least partly due to her shame at having lost her keys. But, hey, beggars can't be choosers.
The drive from Louisville to my house is a good two and a half or three hours. And it was already nearly 10 pm when we left. And then it started raining again. And there was fog. But I was fine. But mom felt it necessary to keep telling me that if I wanted to pull over and switch places it would be perfectly okay.
Mostly it was alright except for mom telling me to slow down every time she looked over to see how fast we were going.
The only truly bad part of the trip was this strip of highway where the second lane was blocked off with orange cone-thingies for like *15* miles... and I was stuck behind a car going like 20 under the speed limit for the *entire* time. I was ranting at her and mom was like "Road rage has no place on the road." Well then why do they call it road rage?
She made me do breathing exercises until I stopped ranting about murder.
But we made it home safely without killing anyone at all. And mom told me how impressed she was with me for driving so well the whole way. Which would have been nicer if she had managed to wipe out some of the shock and surprise in her voice as she was giving the compliment.
Now I just need to go check my email, figure out what the hell I'm going to wear tomorrow since I don't have *any* clean or even semi-clean pants, and then get some sleep because I expect someone will attempt to wake me up about six hours from now. Which wouldn't be so bad if I had gotten a full night's sleep at any point in the last... 4 or 5 days.
...I am resisting the urge to go look up Jesus/Judas slash. Because I really need to be asleep right now. Really.
Also, random question, which I could probably figure out the answer to if I actually tried, but I am lazy and thusly I shall ask my friends list: Okay, so Jesus died, then came back, I follow it that far, but then what? After his resurrection did he just spend a little while convincing people he was alive and then flutter off the heaven or whatever? Or did he stick around for a while and hang out with the disciples? Watching JCS made me wonder things like that. And also, what did actually happen to Judas? -After the play ended, I was thinking, 'Hey I wanna know what happens next!' and then it occurred to me that I probably ought to actually have some clue, but I don't. Though I apparently know more about the bible than Zoe does, which somewhat worries me. How did I obtain this slight smattering of knowledge that I do have? Because I have no idea where it came from. But it is there, nonetheless, even if it has great big gaping important holes in it.
Oh, and one last thought before I run off: I am currently angry with my computer because it rebooted itself while I was sleeping last night, thus closing two windows with fics open in them that I've been meaning to read for several days. I think one was Harry/Ron and one was dombilleh, and I have no idea how I'm going to find them again. *sigh* Damn computer.
I love musicals. Jesus/Judas OTP!!1
I apologize if I made no sense in some parts of this post. I shall use the Rita-excuse to cover all ills. *I'm so sleepy!*
ETA: I'm downloading the original broadway soundtrack of Jesus Christ Superstar and I like Judas on the soundtrack way less than I liked the Judas at the performance tonight.
That was pretty much your only warning/explanation for the rest of this post whilst I attempt to eject the multitude of thoughts from my brain directly onto livejournal minus any filtering/organization/sanity. Enjoy. ^.^
So, right, got up way earlier than I wanted to, took a shower, got ready, then went to BG with Dad and Zoe. We went to JC Penny and bought clothes (that I *like*! I must show them to you Jen, because they kick ass! I want more! This did not satisfy my money-spending urges!). Then we had to go drop Zoe off so she could get ready for the performance. Then we went to Target for about an hour and dad looked at luggage but failed to buy anything (*sob* I have failed as a child!). Then we went *back* over to the theatre, so Dad could watch the show and I took Luke (Aileen and Francisco were watching the play) and Mom and we went to Rita's and hung out (because there's only so many times you can watch the same play and I don't want to reach my limit before the one that we've already reserved seats for) for about an hour. Then we had to go *back* to the theatre, trade Luke for Zoe and scurry off towards Louisville, trying to fight our way through wind and rain to make it on time for the last performance of Jesus Christ Superstar at the Iriquois Amphitheatre (sp?). We made it on time, but it was raining when we got there so we got thoroughly soaked walking to the theatre.
Slight aside: I'm not sure up until now if it was by accident or design but I almost never go see any performance unless it is opening night or closing night. I *very* rarely see any show in between. I think this is because those performances have a tendency to be better ones, especially on closing night. They've had time to work all the kinks out, they don't have to hold anything back for another show, and all their emotions are running higher because it's almost the end of the experience. So, anyway, if I didn't plan my attendence at live theatre around that fact before, I definitely will now.
Yeah, so this was closing night of Jesus Christ Superstar. Margo sat with us; this was her third round of it and she said that performance made the other two look like complete *crap* in comparison. It was an incredibly good show. I really *really* enjoyed it. But I suspect this may not be for the reasons that most other people enjoyed it. There were two things that, for me, lifted it from the realm of good theatre into the realm of a fucking awesome experience. It was not the music, though that was nice. It was not the acting, though that was phenomenal. It was not even their singing abilities, really, though I was fucking *impressed* with how much some of them threw into it. They could not have sung as powerfully in any other performance as they did in that one because they would not have been able to *speak* the next day, much less do it over again. Anyway, back to the two things that pushed it over the top.
Firstly, I shall demonstrate my shallowness - the guy who played Judas was Teh Sex. Seriously. He is the hottest thing invented since *fire*. Guh. I told mom we should kidnap him and take him home in the trunk. She laughed, but I was half-serious. He totally stole the show away from Jesus. Com*plete*ly stole it. I was like, Jesus who? And not only was he hot, he was also the *best* actor on that stage by *far*. And his singing? In-fucking-credible. Phenomenal. Apparently he's also the lead singer of some local Louisville band called "The Hawk"... I totally want to try and go see them, because if he is anything like he was in JCS when he is onstage singing with his band, it will blow everyone away.
And the second factor, which was the only thing that caused me to even notice Jesus was on the stage. - How come nobody told me that JCS is full of Teh Gay? Seriously. It is the gayest musical I have ever seen in my life. It is *not* "slashy" because that implies that one has to stretch canon to make the characters gay - Jesus and Judas are *so* incredibly gay. Come *on*! Jesus saying "How could he betray me with a kiss?"... Judas singing "I don't know how to love him." Completely queer. Nevermind the fact that I'm positive the real reason Judas betrayed Jesus is because Jesus broke up with him so he could get the hook-up with Mary Magdalene (sp?). Judas was *completely* jealous of all the attention Jesus was paying to Mary. I totally felt bad for Judas and wanted to give him a hug for most of the performance.
Besides which, even if the musical were not *already* gay, the actors had to go and *flirt* with each other like five-year-olds after they took their bows and were headed offstage. Guy-who-played-Judas was walking ahead of guy-who-played-Jesus, suddenly Jesus-guy darts forward to tickle the back of Judas-guy's neck. Judas-guy turns around, laughing and teasing him back, Jesus-guy darts away playfully and Judas-guy gives chase, proceeding offstage and out of sight (where who *knows* what could've happened?). Then, after they came out and bowed again (because it was just that good), they were being all playful and flirty and chase-y again when they were headed offstage. This was not all in my imagination as Zoe can tell you. Because she knew *exactly* what I was thinking when I was watching the show.
After all that excitement, we headed back to the car, at which point Mom realized that she had lost her keys. Lovely. Good thing I had my set. (Yay! Car-ness!)
Mom let me drive which I think was at least partly due to her shame at having lost her keys. But, hey, beggars can't be choosers.
The drive from Louisville to my house is a good two and a half or three hours. And it was already nearly 10 pm when we left. And then it started raining again. And there was fog. But I was fine. But mom felt it necessary to keep telling me that if I wanted to pull over and switch places it would be perfectly okay.
Mostly it was alright except for mom telling me to slow down every time she looked over to see how fast we were going.
The only truly bad part of the trip was this strip of highway where the second lane was blocked off with orange cone-thingies for like *15* miles... and I was stuck behind a car going like 20 under the speed limit for the *entire* time. I was ranting at her and mom was like "Road rage has no place on the road." Well then why do they call it road rage?
She made me do breathing exercises until I stopped ranting about murder.
But we made it home safely without killing anyone at all. And mom told me how impressed she was with me for driving so well the whole way. Which would have been nicer if she had managed to wipe out some of the shock and surprise in her voice as she was giving the compliment.
Now I just need to go check my email, figure out what the hell I'm going to wear tomorrow since I don't have *any* clean or even semi-clean pants, and then get some sleep because I expect someone will attempt to wake me up about six hours from now. Which wouldn't be so bad if I had gotten a full night's sleep at any point in the last... 4 or 5 days.
...I am resisting the urge to go look up Jesus/Judas slash. Because I really need to be asleep right now. Really.
Also, random question, which I could probably figure out the answer to if I actually tried, but I am lazy and thusly I shall ask my friends list: Okay, so Jesus died, then came back, I follow it that far, but then what? After his resurrection did he just spend a little while convincing people he was alive and then flutter off the heaven or whatever? Or did he stick around for a while and hang out with the disciples? Watching JCS made me wonder things like that. And also, what did actually happen to Judas? -After the play ended, I was thinking, 'Hey I wanna know what happens next!' and then it occurred to me that I probably ought to actually have some clue, but I don't. Though I apparently know more about the bible than Zoe does, which somewhat worries me. How did I obtain this slight smattering of knowledge that I do have? Because I have no idea where it came from. But it is there, nonetheless, even if it has great big gaping important holes in it.
Oh, and one last thought before I run off: I am currently angry with my computer because it rebooted itself while I was sleeping last night, thus closing two windows with fics open in them that I've been meaning to read for several days. I think one was Harry/Ron and one was dombilleh, and I have no idea how I'm going to find them again. *sigh* Damn computer.
I love musicals. Jesus/Judas OTP!!1
I apologize if I made no sense in some parts of this post. I shall use the Rita-excuse to cover all ills. *I'm so sleepy!*
ETA: I'm downloading the original broadway soundtrack of Jesus Christ Superstar and I like Judas on the soundtrack way less than I liked the Judas at the performance tonight.
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