We listened to a little music in Medford on Sunday, after church of course, then decided we needed some cheering up after Cervantes comic look at growing old, so we got some tickets for Music Man, inside at the Bowmer on Sunday night, not worrying about arising at 4 am the next morning to catch that damn 6 am flight from Medford to Seattle. Good as usual, everyone of them, including the kids. Strong dancing. Interesting pit band with only a few horns, i.e. one trombone, one trumpet, one reeds and then percussion and piano etc, but it worked.
The last time we saw this was in Chicago, maybe 40 or 50 years ago when Robert Preston played Professor Harold Hill. OSF doesn't do that many musicals but it obviously knows how.
This is a small experiment in the blogosphere. "If you have no interest in what it's like to grow old, what follows is not for you. However, if it's going to happen to you, and the outcome is ultimately going to be negative, then finding a way to make the process as bearable, even as enjoyable as possible, might be worth a little attention."—from John Jerome's On Turning Sixty-Five
12 October 2009
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