Last week a friend asked if I wanted to go see "a musical" she had free tickets and was proposing a girls night out. I said, "sure."
Yes, typical of me not asking, "what is the name?" or "where is it?" or "what's it about?" No, none of that, I just heard "free" and said "okay."
We drove to Dallas, we went to Fair Park, she handed me a ticket for a Dallas Summer Musical Performance. At that point I asked, "What are we seeing?" Dallas Summer Musicals are, as far as I know, the "premier" shows in the DFW area. I've never been to a DSM show because they are kind of pricey and fancy- they are usually Broadway or Off Broadway shows.
Priscilla Queen of the Desert is showing this week. I've heard of it, but I had no clue what it was about. I vaguely thought of it as a comedy- that was all I knew.
I can describe that show as beyond outrageous. I actually really liked the message. The costumes . . . WOW. The divas floating down from the ceiling . . . the giant glittery stiletto on the LED covered bus . . . MacArthur's Park and the cupcakes. . . I don't have the time or the words to discuss it all.
I recommend it to a crazy tall blonde with a microphone and a camera. I don't know where that footage will end up, on the cutting floor I hope.
Job 33:28
Wednesday, May 15, 2013
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