1. Ch-ch-check 1, 2. This was my favourite part of the night (show-schmo, audience-schmaudience!). Jess would give us a theme for our sound-check song choices, which was usually followed by: Blake’s soulful serenade, Lizzie’s kick-ass belt, Paul’s loungey croon, and Jay’s Christopher Walken. Yes, you read that correctly.
2. Part Of It All. Lizzie and I had lyric-literal routines for all three of the boys’ duets, which we’d perform backstage almost without exception.
3. Don’t go away, I’m needy! Normally I’m at least a little bit relieved when a show ends, even if it was a good one. Not this time. This time, I could have happily kept going till I was old enough to knit on the bus and truuuuuuuuuck! *sigh*
1. Two Nobodies in New York from [Title of Show] If you’re not into musical theatre because you think it’s cheesy and old-fashioned, this show may well reframe things for you. Modern musical comedy is sharp, smart, edgy and self-deprecating – and treats its heritage with a good-natured pisstake. Let Hunter and Jeff be your guide…
2. Great Big Stuff from Dirty Rotten Scoundrels This clip from the Tony Awards features John Lithgow and Norbert Leo Butz – two of the show’s three main characters. Unfortunately, the swears are censored, which means you lose a few jokes (“…a life of taste and class, with culture and sophistication… pouring out my ASS!”). But you get the idea -
it’s a cool show. And yes, based on the film of the same name (but in a good way, I promise). PS: apparently there was a production of it in Melbourne this year – I wish I’d known!
3. As We Stumble Along from The Drowsy Chaperone Need a stirring anthem? Not really? Well, you’re getting one anyway and,
by jove, it’s sure to lift your spirits. Melbourne Theatre Company is doing
this show next year, starring Geoffrey Rush, which is pretty exciting news!
Created in Canada, this show is a kind of play-within-a-play parodying seriously old-school Broadway. This song starts off mildly amusing, but just you wait…
Put on your sneakers and hoodie, grab some chocolate, switch on the TV and revert with Keira Daley, The Girl Who Never Grew Up™, in a place where you're free to revel in your Punky Brewster Complex (like the Peter Pan Syndrome... without the green tights) - The Daley Rant.