Okay, so my blog is a bit schizophrenic. I write flash fiction, I write poems and I also partake in stream of conscious writing. I’ve started a song lyric post that I ended up missing on Sunday for the first time.
That’s another thing. Sometimes I just disappear.
But I realized last week that I do this blog for fun and pretty much for me (being the selfish person that I am), so if I miss a day or two or don’t do that challenge on that one day, I’m not going to beat myself up or get upset. I’m just going to accept it. (That’s the plan anyway).
Today, I’m going to jump into a whole new genre. I suppose this is a review, which I have done a few times, but not this kind of review.
I received a text from my daughter yesterday morning on my way to work.
“Mom. You absolutely have to listen to the new Bway musical Hamilton. It is amazing ugh.”
My first question was, “Bway?”
I honestly love the performing arts. I don’t think I realized how much until Adelle went to a performing arts high school. We constantly attended plays and dances and she kept me in the know because they follow all the current performing arts things.
Apparently, Hamilton is all the rage right now at her school and after completely immersing myself in it for the last two days, I have to say that I completely understand it, and I haven’t even actually seen it! I just listened to the album.
To be honest, after listening to the first song, I was reluctant. It was so weird. I was a little put off that it was actually about Alexander Hamilton and I was even more weirded out about the hip-hop aspect. But it grew on me fast!
I love when things don’t take themselves too seriously. Writing, performing arts, music… pretty much anything you can think of, but since this is a creative blog, I’ll stick with some of those things.
I think music has stretched limits and changed and blossomed in many different ways, but Broadway has stayed relatively the same. I don’t know if that’s entirely accurate. Maybe it has changed. But honestly, this is the first time I’ve heard a Broadway musical that called itself “hip-hop.”
I love that Hamilton is current. I love pretty much everything about it. I only wish I could fly to New York tonight, pay for tickets and see the show, it was that good.
And that’s pretty odd coming from me, because as much as I like performing arts, I really don’t much care for history. That love went to my sister. But even given the fact that Lin-Manuel Miranda tried to keep Hamilton as historically accurate as possible (yes I looked that up), I fell in love with it.
So, this is me texting you on this late fall evening, telling you to listen to it if you can or buy it and listen. It is definitely worth every moment! (Oh, and I cried. Just sayin…)
Here is a snippet I found on YouTube that the Wall Street Journal posted.
Just give it a chance.
I dare you!