Raw, adjective: 9. disagreeably damp and chilly, as the weather or air
Reading the Times Theater section these days is like high torture. Not only is there another classic Sondheim revival - Follies - but they're still raving about Company, and now there's this new musical, Spring Awakening, set in Germany in the late 19th century and mixing rock with talk of sexual repression. Meanwhile, there's a dearth of any really exciting theater here in SF right now, what with the likes of Legally Blonde and Jersey Boys filling seats at the big houses. Sigh. Methinks it is time for another trip to NYC.
If you want your Sondheim fix, check out these articles:
* A review of the new Follies, starring all kinds of legends - Garber, Murphy, etc.
* A sharp look at what the simultaneous successes of Company and Spring Awakening have to say about sexual politics and relationships and blah blah blah in the post-Sexual Revolution, post-Kaiser era.
On a less theatrical note, we finally have our winter rain, and the umbrella is my constant companion of late. It's good, though; necessary; and the ski crowds flocking to Tahoe are over the moon. So, we'll take it. I picked up a new-ish compilation album the other day mixing Joni Mitchell standards with a few covers - stuff like Ella's "At Last" and "Comes Love" - and it's really killer. Perfect rainy day music. Full orchestration and whatnot. And it ends with "Both Sides Now," which is of course one of Joni's best. I kind of think "A Case of You" should be required listening for anyone with the remotest interest in music or poetry...
"I remember that time that you told me, you said
Love is touching souls
Surely you touched mine
Cause part of you pours out of me
In these words from time to time.
Oh, you are in my blood like holy wine
And you taste so bitter but you taste so sweet
Oh I could drink a case of you, darling
And I would still be on my feet
Oh, I'd still be on my feet."