Wicked

What an unexpected weekend.
Filled with family, friends and theatre.. Absolutely fabulous.

The Hollywood Bowl in Los Angeles is an amazing venue. Outdoor theatre and music..under the stars and warm summer evenings that make LA sparkle. Make the city and the experience heightened with the addition of incredible music and stellar performances.

The Sound of Music was on the menu this weekend at the Bowl.
An annoying group of elderly white conservatives, who wished to enjoy the show in its pure form with silence in the audience, and the only voices to heard, that of this incredible cast. They obviously chose the wrong show to try to force silence in their surroundings. After many, many "shhhhh's" blown out in a mean spirited manner, they were overtaken by those of us who were simply overtaken by the sound of familiar music. All around, the crowd sang in unison with the company "Doe, a deer, a female deer; Ray, a drop of golden Sun. Me, a name I call myself. Fah, a long, long way to run. So, a needle pulling thread. La, a note that follows Sooo. Tea, a drink with jam and bread. And that brings us back to... "Shhhhh!" Doe, oh, oh, oh... None could restrain themselves and it was marvelous..
Until midnight, in the humid evening, I sang with a group of friends that filled the Bowl with the sound of music.

Tonight, I found a new personal mantra, as I sat, starry eyed in the Civic Theater, watching the back-story of the Wizard of Oz. Wicked, is fantastic. Surprising. I was Awe struck in the detail of what may have been missing in the familiar tale we thought we knew, and most certainly love. Your understanding, as did mine, of this favorite is shredded to bits and rebuilt, bigger and better than before.

I, too, will Defy Gravity! Join me...Be Wicked!