Improv & Wicked
The last two days have been a bit of a whirlwind fir some reason. A friend of mine was doing some stand-up comedy at the Improv in Hollywood. She’s only been at it for less than a year, so this is kind of a big deal. So, I drove up to Hollyweird and saw the show. The show was great, really freakin funny. My brother met me there as well, so that was cool. The show started late and ran long, so we didn’t get out until after 1am. I was all set to drive back to OC, and my friend offered to let me crash on her futon.
We end up talking until 5am and getting up at 10. We have lunch, run some errands for her and I take off back to Orange County. At 4pm. Bad plan.
I crawl on the 101 & the 5 for about an hour, then finally escape to the 605. It wasn’t too bad after that, but my car has no Air Conditioning. I was pretty rank. Just as I’m getting off the 22 to get home, my roommate calls. His plans got messed up and he now has an extra ticket to go see “Wicked”. Tonight. Do I want to go?
Are you kidding me?
I come home, take a quick shower (my second of the day), and put on some clean clothes. That’s when I find out that the show wasn’t in OC, as I assumed. It’s in Hollywood. Ah crap…
Back to the 22/605/5/101 funhouse! Not that bad this time. But, I was still laughing at the Irony.
“You know, if you had called me about 2 hours earlier, I could have just met you there?”
The show was at the Pantages. I’d never been there. It’s is so classic. They don’t make em like that anymore! Absolutely beautiful.
So, “Wicked”…
For some reason lately, when I hear a really good vocalist, I get teary. I’m not really sure why, but it is this intense emotional response. I think I broke, at least, 6 times during the show. My roommate asked me twice if I was OK. It’s kind of embarrassing, but I just can’t help it. The show was amazing. Both leads just wrecked me, they were sooo good.
I really, really need to start singing again…
We end up talking until 5am and getting up at 10. We have lunch, run some errands for her and I take off back to Orange County. At 4pm. Bad plan.
I crawl on the 101 & the 5 for about an hour, then finally escape to the 605. It wasn’t too bad after that, but my car has no Air Conditioning. I was pretty rank. Just as I’m getting off the 22 to get home, my roommate calls. His plans got messed up and he now has an extra ticket to go see “Wicked”. Tonight. Do I want to go?
Are you kidding me?
I come home, take a quick shower (my second of the day), and put on some clean clothes. That’s when I find out that the show wasn’t in OC, as I assumed. It’s in Hollywood. Ah crap…
Back to the 22/605/5/101 funhouse! Not that bad this time. But, I was still laughing at the Irony.
“You know, if you had called me about 2 hours earlier, I could have just met you there?”
The show was at the Pantages. I’d never been there. It’s is so classic. They don’t make em like that anymore! Absolutely beautiful.
So, “Wicked”…
For some reason lately, when I hear a really good vocalist, I get teary. I’m not really sure why, but it is this intense emotional response. I think I broke, at least, 6 times during the show. My roommate asked me twice if I was OK. It’s kind of embarrassing, but I just can’t help it. The show was amazing. Both leads just wrecked me, they were sooo good.
I really, really need to start singing again…
1 Comments:
The Pantages is beyond beautiful. I had the priviledge of seeing both Les Miserables and The Phantom of the Opera there.
That theatre has a bit of old worldness to it, as if it were a sibling of one of the European opera houses, like La Scala.
Glad to hear it was a great show :)
And yes, yes you should sing.
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