Very simply, your brain isn't getting the little "boost" that it
usually does and I have to tell ya, I NEED THE BOOST! This show's
music is REALLY hard. My poor little brain was not keeping up last
night. To be quite honest, I don't remember a damn note this morning.
I usually don't have an issue with music, no matter how hard. In fact
I have spent most of my life in choirs and remembering my notes has
always been a strong point of mine, but thanks to Philip Morris (or
the lack othereof) I am completely brain dead. Now I know what Isabel
must feel like (Love Ya Izzy). Luckily I recorded it all and I can go
back and just study it...OH and Scott - I may need to come over and
plunk out a few things (like the whole first act).
As far as the cast, I think I am going to have a good time (unless I
have to be by Aaron Allen for any length of time, he is just a bad
influence). I have some good friends in this show and I am already
having fun (not as much as I did with Grease so don't worry
Greasers). Only one thing bothers me however and I'm going to ask it
here: LEAH, what the hell did the blinged out "K" on your hat mean?
Inquiring minds want to know!
GOD I wish I had a cigarette! A smooth, tasty, menthol cigarette (and
a big ole' piece of cheesecake)....MMMMMMM!
Now you can go back to surfing for porn!
HBH
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