West Side Story, 2011
Day 5: Your favorite duet
- Un Hombre Así ~ I Have a Love
- Karen Olivo & Josefina Scaglione (West Side Story 2009 Broadway revival cast)
It is one of my ultimate dreams to play Anita in West Side Story and this song is one of the main reasons why (well besides the fact that she’s a complete badass). This song is simply amazing, and this version is the best version of them all. Karen Olivo’s kind of darker voice, mixed with Josefina Scaglione’s angel voice is the best kind of contrast. This song, this version and these women are just the best.
Other shows I’ve attended: West Side Story, October 2010
Don’t you fret, M’sieur Marius
I don’t feel any pain
A little fall of rain
Can hardly hurt me now
You’re here, that’s all I need to know
And you will keep me safe
And you will keep me close
And rain will make the flowers grow.
A Little Fall of Rain (Les Miserables) by Lea Salonga (Eponine) and Michael Ball (Marius)
(Source: the-onceandfuture)1215 plays
Les Misérables was a show I went into without knowing much about it. I had listened to the soundtrack a couple times and read the script, but I couldn’t really grasp the concept of the show. I saw it at the Fisher Theatre in Detroit, MI in the spring of 2011. The first thing that caught my eye was the staging. When the curtains opened up, there was an elaborate set of a prison. The music was booming and strong. The whole show was entrancing and kept me on the edge of my seat the whole time. I didn’t want it to end. The music was so powerful and the singers were amazing. Overall I thought it was the most well done show I had ever seen. I was so glad to have the chance to see the show so I could finally piece together the story with the music and have a clearer picture of the seminal Broadway classic.
It’s quarter to seven when we walk into
the lobby of the theater.
Lights bounce off of the golden plated columns,
people dressed to the nines dance along
the marble floors, and mingle among friends.
We take a walk from the crowd and stroll
down the dark carpeted isles.
My fingers trace the worn seats
as I count down each row
until we reach our destination.
I smooth my skirt and sit in my chair.
My head lifts and gazes at the intricate ceiling
and I lower it to look at the stage in front of me.
I cross one leg over the other and
tap my heels in anticipation.
My heart dances with excitement as
the theater lights flicker to a candle like glow.
Then one quick beat of a drum
and the thrill of the orchestra
as the curtains are drawn up
Poem by Lauren Leslie (2011)