SIX, and more tears
I feel like the theme of tears shows up a little too often in my life, but if you've listened to the SIX The Musical soundtrack, then I think you'll be able to forgive me (at least this one time).
My wife fell in love with SIX some time last year I think, I don't remember exactly when, but I do know in January I saw they were doing an off Broadway US tour that was going to be heading to Hershey, PA which is around my neighborhood (well a little over an hour away, but reasonable).
The show was incredible, everything I could have possibly imagined, and so much more. I knew vaguely what the stage directions would be, and heard behind me before the show that it was all a single act, but I was absolutely not prepared for that marathon of absolute blinding energy.
Every song punched you in the gut, the interstitial conversations provided much needed emotional reprieves and moments that demanded laughter after some of the really heavy moments. I knew what I was getting into thematically, but every single moment of this night was just fantastic. The cast was wondrous, and our Anne of Cleves was the understudy and also the dance director and my GOD did it show. Pardoning my indelicacy, her thighs had a flow and fluidity that quite often stole the show.
I could go on and one, but yet again it is quite late. We got home pretty late, had to get the animals penned up, and cooling the house down a bit opening the windows (somehow still able to put off putting in the window units in the house).