Oftentimes, when people watch musicals they think, "Who does that? Who bursts into song for no good reason?" I think this all the time, too. I'm really not a very big fan of musicals because I find them quite painful.
But I do burst into song for no good reason. I sing about dinner, I sing to my husband (yes, he sings back), and today I sang about brushing my teeth. I am one of those people.
The difference is that I don't have serious conversations in song. No marital spats, theological debates, or really anything that would take stomping, furrowing the brow, or pointing a finger while doing either of those things. I am not Jean Valjean (24601). I don't comfort my friends with heartfelt ballads about the pain they're going through. (Okay, maybe I'd do this, but only to get a laugh out of them at the right time.)
Perhaps I'm in a light-hearted musical about daily, domestic life. I'll watch out for my dogs secretly practicing synchronized moves to complement my twirls and flourishes.
1 comment:
I might have made a song about Robin's room last night while decorating....
I'm glad that the room will be filled with super awesome musical talents while we are gone because I think it has gotten used to it by now. :)
So excited for you to come friend. :)
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