It has been one of the goal on my bucket list to watch a live musical in theater and today, I did just that. I might went a little crazy on the plan, but I assured you it went great. Although it was not the Broadway production ones, it was definitely worth the money. Especially, since I saw it twice in a row. I know, it is either I really like the play, or I was simply abusing my earning.
Show Four
So, there I was, on a Saturday afternoon getting myself ready and waiting for my date to go to my first theatrical experience ever. It might be the thrills as I couldn’t wait for the show, but the weather today is exceptionally chilling, so put my jacket on to give an extra layer. I kept tying my hands to one another as I stepped into my ride, hoping that it reduced the cold that I am experiencing. Though it had became apparent to me that it was never about the weather. Thankfully, my company this particular evening was extraordinarily comforting, so I have my temperature adjusted in no time. I’d recommend you to have him around in a delightful event or even a stressful one any day, but today is my turn.
When I bought the ticket, I assumed that because the show is happening on a Saturday night, it would be the height of their performance. So, strategically, I was putting my money (literally) for the experience. So, much to my luck or maybe my company’s, we sat on the center of the theater for tonight show. Far enough to enjoy the whole set, but close enough not to get everything distorted. I’ve said this repeatedly, but it was perfect. I was captivated in awe, joy and disbelief as I got to see my first musical, laugh to every punchline and enjoy every bit of it. I even let go of several jokes I thought of as they might ruin the experience for others. The overture of the show, especially, has a special place in my memory.
As the curtain closes, I feel an extreme silence creeped in. Captivating, that it heightened each of the sensory experiences I encounter for the rest of the night. I can feel that every bit of conversations, sounds that matters, echoing in my head along with the complimentary silence it created. Although I didn’t have any memento left from the experience, all through and through, it goes beyond what my eyes could have witnessed and certainly, it was a lovely evening on my part.
Show Five
It was starting off as a rainy Sunday morning. Much to my disbelief, I tried to recall whether last night was real or just another product of my imagination. Feeling a little too preoccupied by the moment, I always forget to keep something from an experience. Thankfully this time I brought my family along, and they kept asking whether I was enjoying last night’s show during breakfast. It always brings me an extra feeling of joy to spend the morning with my family. In short, I am sleepy, but my morning is already a delight.
At 12 pm, me and my family ran three flight of stairs to see the afternoon show. Among others, I am no longer a VIP to the theater, and also to the experience. As if, I was having a Cinderella moment last night, one that nobody had noticed. I sat on the far right of the theater with my sister, two stories above the seat where I was lucky to be seated in last night. Too far that we almost touch the ceiling, and I didn’t meant that figuratively.
Watching it for the second time, it really taught me about the gift of mystery. Accustomed to the scenes that was shown the night before, I no longer thought of the “what’s next?” question this time and clearly, I was making notes instead of enjoying the show. In return, I got to see my sister’s reaction on watching it for the first time, and it was a treat.
Cut to: 30 minutes before the show ends.
You know that feeling when you thought you know what’s coming, and it didn’t happened? It was one of these times. Two hours into my second’s show, I was feeling unnecessarily arrogant for knowing what’s coming next. Thus, it was a surprise to me as it was to everyone else when the crew failed to lifted up one of the backdrop, causing the show to stop for nearly half an hour. On so many different ways, it was another memorable experience for the crews, as well as to the audiences.
It was heartwarming to see just how supportive the audiences are, with the crews standing on the stage in front of a full theater, admitting to the technical difficulties they are having. I must have gotten a little bit teary at some point as they continued with the show. With joy, my sister turned to me and said it proudly, “you wouldn’t get this from last night’s show, sister.” And as the curtain closes for the second time, all I can think of now is how well the end of on the previous night was.
Oh, the things you must have done correctly in life to have everything goes according to your favor. It must have been plenty.
The Loudest Backyard 