Did they ever?
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Hoo boy, how to unpack Hamilton. I'm not sure that I can, not all of it anyway, but I'll give you something that I noticed. I didn't see it live, only the recording on Disney+ (which I signed up for purely to watch Hamilton) and I have yet to finish it. Do I think it is an excellent musical? Yes. Do I like musicals in general? No. Is there something about Hamilton that bugs the crap out of me? Absolutely. There are 3 female actors in Hamilton. They all play Schuyler sisters with one also double cast as Maria Reynolds. Each one of them gets a song about how much they love (or want to "do it") with our main character, Alexander Hamilton, who just so happens to be played by the man who wrote the songs. From a female character point of view, the title of the show should be Everybody Wants Hamilton.
It’s all been downhill since Westside Story.
{ducks]
There is a play written by a friend of mine that has been performed in Boston a couple of times now. It's called Blood on the Snow. It was written for a site specific performance (the meeting room in the Old State House.) It takes place in the immediate aftermath of the Boston Massacre. The characters are based on real people. The play centers on the British governor and his advisors discussing how to react/handle/move forward given the recent event. The specific site where this play takes place is the actual room where it happened.
To continue with the combative nature of this thread . . .
Life is too short to knit with acrylic yarn.
Fight me. (Christmas stockings are the only exception.)
everybody be calm, stop by here for cocktails tonight, we're doing some sub-zero grilling of ahi tuna on the Weber, so bring your hats!
Since people are aching for fights these days:
No rational human being should eat Pop Tarts. They taste like flavored children’s cough medicine.
I bought a few packages, based on recommendations from some misguided DBR posters, thinking that I was in for a treat. After sampling one from each package, I unwrapped the remainder and threw them into the back yard for the critters to “enjoy”. I went outside the next morning with my cup of coffee, and a family of raccoons were standing on their hind legs giving me the bird. They have since moved out of the neighborhood.