...that the rhythm of the chain clanging against the hub of our bedroom ceiling fan is the exact rhythm of the song "Jellicle Cats" from the musical, Cats.
...that I have never understood (nor could I explain) the idea of "the whole is more than the sum of its parts" (and no, I'm not looking for anyone's particular interpretation).
...that if anyone wants a preview of an over-taxed, lousy-serviced, bureaucratic nightmare of America, look no further: it's here in Missouri (and now playing daily at the DMV).
...that I don't trust the chlorine to do its job in the community pool, but have no desire to discover what's really going on (ignorance - though potentially life-threatening - is bliss).
...that my readers might appreciate more actual content, so I'll try to work on that.
Oh CATS. I've been listening to the sound track of late. I pulled up a few videos on Youtube and was mortified. Haven loves the poetry, but I hope she doesn't ask to go see the show anytime soon. YIKES!
Posted by: Jess | June 23, 2010 at 09:12 AM
Jess, what was the main source of your mortification (other than the spandex costumes, which are frightening enough)?
The thing about Cats (from my perspective at least) is it's not really a show that's enjoyable to watch; it's like a talent show for the local felines, as there's really not much of a plot driving the whole thing. The poetry's great and Lloyd Webber's music singable enough, but there's a dated feel to it because of when it came out in the 80's and the keyboard technology it made use of at the time.
Thoughts?
Posted by: Craig | June 23, 2010 at 09:56 AM
The spandex and totally unnecessary pelvic thrusts every 2 seconds are what mortified me. Probably because there isn't much plot, in lieu of thinking about how to choreograph creatively, they just threw in a lot of sex and hoped everyone would just love it...which I think everyone did - including me back then. I love the score though, despite the 80's feel.
Posted by: Jess | June 24, 2010 at 03:43 PM