Thursday, July 10, 2008

the first year is a year of firsts

so today was the first stephen schwartz musical without Linda.
Linda Feldman came down on CalTrain and Steve and Rochelle joined us.
LF had made Open Table reservations for us at Zucca and we walked three long blocks to the Mt View Center for Performing Arts. i went ahead and got the tickets. we were in the balcony and moved to the back row so we could more easily see over the wall. not sure what LBK and i saw (Merrily We Roll Along?) and did the same thing.

excellent show. "Snapshots." wonderful music, some new, some old pieces from other shows, some modified for this show. one set (an attic) and 3 couples: Dan and Sue at different ages of their lives. and they interact between the ages. well conceived. well staged. well sung.

i recognized the two songs from Wicked. and some from Pippin.
but no one had the encyclopedic knowledge of songs and stories as did Linda. as previously noted, Stephen Schwartz was one of Linda's favorites. and tonight did not disappoint. the subtlety of his lyrics is wonderful.

tissue alert

this was the first musical. i had no idea how difficult it would be. not only because of the subject matter, a poignant story of a relationship falling apart, reconnecting over the photos through different stages in their lives, how they related as kids, after college, into the "present."

and then the overlay of being without Linda.
it was a very emotional evening for me.

how the heck am i going to get through the Carrie Fisher show?

i was gone ALL day. ketzl came outside while i took out garbage. then came in to dinner of kitty tuna and fresh tomato. now he has joined me on the loveseat and is marking the edge of the computer screen with the side of his face. now he's cleaning himself and kneading the clean blanket.

somehow his purple collar with bell is missing. it must have slipped off somewhere in the house. so now he can be a stealth cat. we'll see how that goes or if i feel the need to replace the collar so i can hear him when he's moving around the house.

i end with a line from one of the songs
from "Children of Eden" (a show i know nothing about)

"The hardest thing about love is the letting go."