“The Fantasticks,” sophomore year of college.
I dreamed I was picking azaleas
When all at once, this Duke —
Oh, he was very old!
I’d say he was nearly forty!
But attractive
And very evil …
“The Fantasticks,” sophomore year of college.
I dreamed I was picking azaleas
When all at once, this Duke —
Oh, he was very old!
I’d say he was nearly forty!
But attractive
And very evil …
tracey – seriously, that is a fantastic photograph. You are so IN that moment. Beautiful capturing of a truthful moment. I love these.
Hahaha — it totally makes me laugh, this picture, but thanks. Oh, there’s more where this came from, believe me.
Basically I’m envious of your hair.
And also this reminds me – that I used to have The Fantasticks album – on vinyl – but I never upgraded to tape, or to CD. I really need to have that album.
How about Jerry Orbach on the soundtrack? I love that!
The hair was all curled for the show. I have verry straight hair. Then — as I recall — it was basically shellac-ed(?) to stay curly and in place for the next two hours.
I have the soundtrack, too, on a copied cassette, of all things. And somewhere — somewhere — there is some kind of mini cassette recording of our show. My parents flew up to Seattle to see it and mom taped it with a hidden mini cassette in her hand. Hahahaha! You can hear her laughing, actually, and commenting more than you can hear anything else. A lot of ambient noise, I guess. Sneezes and coughs and clearing throats and, oh! there’s the dulcet tones of Tracey singing! But it’s just background noise to the loud, hacking pneumonia that seemed to be raging through that particular audience.
But Jerry Orbach — oh, I had such a crush on him. I think I wrote a little something after he passed away a couple of years ago. Loved him. He gave me chills in that show.
tracey – hahaha I have so many silly cassette tapes of my high school and college shows – snuck into the theatre by my sister or whatever. Ha!! And yeah, all you can hear is the ambient noise and the sound of me singing 543 miles away.
And Orbach. Sigh. What a career.
Actually, it’s more like the SHOW is the ambient noise and the cassettes are mainly just recordings of coughing and sneezing and murmuring.
But they’re so excited to present it to you, like, “LOOK! I made a fine-quality recording of the show with this cassette player hidden in my skirt! Wanna listen to it? Like, RIGHT NOW??”
And Orbach … when he sings in “I Can See It,” I just kinda swoon. The two voices in that song are perfect counterpoints, I think. Orbach’s voice so knowing and Matt’s (don’t know the actor’s name, ack!) so hopeful. It kills me, that number, and yet it just pounds, you know? The drive of that song. Which is pretty amazing when you consider it’s just — what? — piano, drums, bass, I think. Love it. Where IS my worn-out cassette? I want to listen to it right now! That’s going on the wish list, for sure. Let’s buy it for each other, HA!
I want to listen to it right now too. I wonder if it’s on iTunes – I need to check when I get a second.