One day early in my college career I wanted something new to listen to while I wrote a paper. Off to the music library I went. Now, I had never been a fan of musicals - the whole bursting out in song thing just seems silly to me (Disclosure: I was a Nazi/party guest with one line in my high school production of The Sound of Music, which is the easiest way to develop a dislike of musicals). But for some reason, I checked out the original Broadway cast recording of South Pacific on a whim and ended up really liking it. From then on into law school, whenever I had a writing assignment, this was the soundtrack.
Currently, I still don't care much for musicals, but there are a few that I like: Guys & Dolls (c'mon, it's got Frank and Brando!), The Rocky Horror Picture Show, Little Shop of Horrors, Don't Stop the Carnival, Pink Floyd The Wall (if that counts)...uh, that may be it. But again, on a whim, the other day I checked out the soundtrack of a new one (to me) from the library: Avenue Q.
Photo courtesy of AvenueQ.com
Although I have yet to actually see the play, I am totally loving the soundtrack. It's like an adult version of Sesame Street. My favorite songs so far: "Everyone's a Little Bit Racist," "Schadenfreude," "The Internet Is For Porn," "Mix Tape," "There's a Fine, Fine Line," "My Girlfriend, Who Lives in Canada," and "I Wish I Could Go Back To College." Very funny stuff. This fall the show is forgoing a touring production and will take up a permanent residence at Steve Wynn's new Las Vegas hotel and casino. Like I need another excuse to visit Sin City.
After a little internet research, I found out that the "There's a place for us..." song used in the TIAA-CREF commercials that I like so much is actually "Somewhere" from West Side Story. There's no escaping it!
Being the geek that I am, I'd love to check out Monty Python's SpamAlot.
And I'm really looking forward to seeing the upcoming movie adaption of Mel Brooks' The Producers, since I never got to see a production of it. How can you not like a song called "Springtime For Hitler?"
Lest these admissions hurt my hetero street cred, let me just emphasize that I still love big boobies.