Made of Flecks of Light. And Dark. And Parasols.

"I can't seem to stop singing whereever I am. And what's worse, I can't seem to stop saying things - anything and everything I think and feel." Musings on musical theatre, with particular focus on Julie Andrews, Patti LuPone, Bernadette Peters, and - where the twain shall meet - the great Stephen Sondheim. Doris Day, literature, and P.G. Tips are also fair game.

[suuho]

GAVIN CREEL as CORNELIUS HACKL Hello, Dolly! on Broadway (2017-2018)

[fire-plug]

Personality hire

Working Cats

[jeanjauthor]

Sometimes you really need a good personality on your staff.

[narwhalsarefalling]

[carmelasoprano]

DONNA MURPHY as MURIEL LANDON Brilliant Minds · S01E03 · "The Lost Biker"

[milfsisyphus]

what if you were a paleontologist and you spent FOUR YEARS working on a BRONTOSAURUS and just when you think you’re gonna get a MILLION DOLLAR grant and GET MARRIED a random woman at a golf course dents your CAR and lures you to CONNECTICUT to help with her new pet LEOPARD named BABY and you wind up NAKED in her FRILLY ROBE and her dog steals your DINOSAUR BONE and you have to run through the COUNTRYSIDE chasing a LEOPARD AND A DOG in the DARK and you don’t know there’s a second WILD LEOPARD from the CIRCUS and then you go to JAIL and she pretends to be a GANGSTER and successfully ESCAPES OUT A WINDOW and your FIANCÉE comes to bail you out but the cops think your name is MR. BONE and your new girlfriend drags the KILLER LEOPARD into the jail on a LEASH and then you get DUMPED and get the MILLION DOLLARS and confess you LOVE the CRAZY GIRL all in the last five minutes? and then she KNOCKS OVER your BRONTOSAURUS.

[shymagnolia]

so I got into grad school today with my shitty 2.8 gpa and the moral of the story is reblog those good luck posts for the love of god

[shymagnolia]

okay so i just got my dream job??? a week after applying to it?? and now i’m thinking….maybe this is the good luck post

[flagellant]

…..not even six hours later i got an offer of a well paying full time long-term job with free room and board in queens in nyc, allowing me independence and a way to escape an abusive situation and an unhealthy environment

likes charge reblogs cast, folks, this is the good luck post

[coffee-or-hot-cocoa]

i need all the help i can get for finals

[finnglas]

Hey so

the last time I reblogged this post right before I got a great job, in a permanent work-from-home position, with benefits, retirement, and a salary literally 3x what I was making before, doing something I really like. 

So you know. 

This might be the real one, y’all.

[carmelasoprano]

Bernadette Peters in a 1972 advertisement for the department store, Franklin Simon & Co. The coat she models is by Halldon Ltd.

[carmelasoprano]

Carmen Cusack in Flying Over Sunset (Lincoln Center Theater, 2021)

[ear-a-corn]

We have always existed, and we always will.

[jbthegift]

Patti winning everyone over ❤

[goldenautomaton]

ooh, mr todd! i'm so happy! i could.. ..eat you up, i really could.

[valtsv]

anyone who thinks dostoevsky's writing is dry and humourless is missing out on passages like this

[valtsv]

[fanchonmoreau]

Night after night, I witnessed audiences grappling with the raw, unsettling reflection that “Cabaret” held up to them. Some material was simply too much for the audience to handle. “If You Could See Her,” which has the Emcee singing of his love for a gorilla — a thinly veiled commentary on antisemitic attitudes — ended with the lyric: “If you could see her through my eyes, she wouldn’t look Jewish at all.” When we first performed it, in Boston, audiences gasped and recoiled. It was too offensive, too raw, too cruel. Producers fretted and the line was changed to “She isn’t a meeskite at all,” softening the blow, yes, but also the impact. I resented the change and would often, to the chagrin of stage management, “forget” to make the swap throughout that pre-Broadway run. I’m hearing from friends in the current Broadway production of “Cabaret” that the line is once again getting an audible response, but of a different sort. On more than one occasion in the past two weeks — since the election — a small number of audience members have squealed with laughter at “She wouldn’t look Jewish at all.” In the late 1960s, we softened the line because the truth was too hard to hear. Today, it seems the line is playing exactly as the Nazi-sympathizing Emcee would have intended. My initial assessment, when word first reached me about this unusual reaction, was that these must be the triumphant laughs of the complicit, suddenly drunk on power and unafraid to let their bigotry be known. Now I find myself considering other hypotheses. Are these the hollow, uneasy laughs of an audience that has retreated into the comfort of irony and detachment? Are these vocalized signals of acceptance? Audible white flags of surrender to the state of things? A collective shrug of indifference? I honestly don’t know which of these versions I find most ominous, but all of them should serve as a glaring reminder of how dangerously easy it is to accept bigotry when we are emotionally exhausted and politically overwhelmed.

Joel Grey, originator of the role of "The Emcee" in Cabaret (source NY Times, gift link)

[confuseuniverse]

so yeah... i'm totally normal about this

[melakafrays]

[damelola]

#i still really want the kalinda & elsbeth show (x)

[iseecuassea]

[iseecuassea]

Doodles

[nongunktional]

i love music man it's like what if you kept finding new bands until you died and you even loved some of them

[plounce]