We are a commune of inquiring, skeptical, politically centrist, capitalist, anglophile, traditionalist New England Yankee humans, humanoids, and animals with many interests beyond and above politics. Each of us has had a high-school education (or GED), but all had ADD so didn't pay attention very well, especially the dogs. Each one of us does "try my best to be just like I am," and none of us enjoys working for others, including for Maggie, from whom we receive neither a nickel nor a dime. Freedom from nags, cranks, government, do-gooders, control-freaks and idiots is all that we ask for.
I've always considered opera to be the all-inclusive art form. It is hard to think of an artistic realm that is not integral to a full-on opera... singing, song writing, musicianship, painting, poetry, tailors and seamstresses, dancing, writing, conducting, lighting, carpentry and set construction... what does opera exclude, if anything?
I saw an interview with Paul Anka a few nights ago where he talked about the Sinatra crew, giving much applause to Sammy Davis. Much is missing from the new talent, most of all -- subtlety. Note that with Peters, an eyebrow lift can say so much. You don't get to "sell" a song when you're working a thousand-seat venue with a screaming crowd.
Her wispy, wimpy shallow voice reminds me of something coming out of a gold-rush dance hall. Please, BD. don't EVER call something an "aria" if the singer doesn't have the voice to be heard without a mike stuffed in her face! Try somebody named Joan Sutherland http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=UwhiKxAGRjs for comparison! Appreciate that Peters' dress is far more interesting that Joan's...
There sure is a lot of folks named after me. Buddies everywhere. i wonder sometimes what they see in me, but i just let it go, don't want to get a big head. There used to be a lot of Leags too but thanks to that squid 20,000 of them are under the sea.
It's good because of Peters. Sondheim is just irritating. I mean "Into the Woods! Into the Woods! Into the Woods! Into the Woods!" is considered actual writing.
I saw too much musical theater in college, I guess (I majored in it). Most of it annoys me now.
Assistant VIllage Idiot
--i recognize that feeling. Self-teaching impressionist-style paint and lost-wax sculpture and piano by ear during teens and twenties, i thought a Great Art life was right there door open. But no way to monetize it, so no way to make the time investment committment at the heart of future creation (well, yes there WAS a way, but who wants to cut off an ear in a whorehouse and shoot oneself in the belly to get off the stage?).
Years pile up with work & family leaving no way back into it on the creative side, until too much time has passed in any event, one's message gets passed up by newer world moving along, and an art push too late is to add bathos to pathos. So the whole thing is just annoying to even think about.