Thursday, August 21, 2008

I really enjoyed . . .

seeing Hair at the Delacorte Theater in Central Park. Well worth the line (which, pathetically I suppose, was much longer than it was for Hamlet earlier this summer) and missing a night of the Olympics (although of course I TIVOed it). There is singing, there is dancing, at the end audience members even dance on the stage. I couldn't help smiling and singing along throughout the whole thing.


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2 comments:

  1. jody7:59 AM

    Looks like fun.

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  2. Trish9:28 AM

    I think it was destined that you like it, Kate. It opened on Broadway in 1968, and played on for years afterwards, so it was probably part of your baby subconscious -- I played the soundtrack all the time.

    BTW: Janey always loved the song "Frank Mills" because at age eleven it was somehow mixed up in her mind with "Frank Culkin"

    "I met a boy called Frank Mills
    On September twelfth right here
    In front of the Waverly
    But unfortunately
    I lost his address..."

    Of course, our anniversary is Sept 12.

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