Jul 27, 2004 11:06
...imminently pratical and yet appropriate as always...
So, yeah, last night that incredibly old production of Sweeney was on tv. I saw it from "By the Sea" onward...and it was a little disturbing, to be quite frank. I love Angela Lansbury...possibly even more because of it. But...George Hearn...was indeed emo Sweeney. I miss Len. :(. And Toby........I almost cried. Poor Tobias. I wish I hadn't missed the first act, though...I loves the first act, I does. I love the entire show, but...yes.
Anyway, watching it caused me to have a nightmare about that^^ entire cast coming to my house...and...Toby was in my downstairs bathroom...getting a Gatorade or something...and...okay, I hardly remember it, but I woke up at 4 in the morning and couldn't get back to sleep because of it. I don't think it was even scary other than the fact that they were all creepy. I've concluded that it's because I combined Sweeney with the massive amounts of Gatorade I've been drinking. I've been living off the stuff. Yeah.
And yet, when I woke up, I managed to have "The Ballad of Guiteau" stuck in my head. That Sondheim. He's so silly. He writes the catchiest music about the most macabre stuff.....methinks he's a bit touched. Paul Geminginani rocks my socks...he's the musical direction guy...and he's basically collaborated with Sondheim on all of his stuff. Including the recent Assassins...he's the guy that looked like Mr. DelCampo in Assassins' pit. XD.
Wow...managed to write a whole lot about nothing, there. Yay.
I do not reccomend eating Ramen when you're sick. Throwing it up is not pleasant. At all.