I was doing a little blog reading tonight and discovered that a number of people are linking to this blog that I had no idea were linking to me. So thanks all y'all! I had plans to completely dismiss this blog, but knowing that there are a few curious souls out there makes me want to write more. Because I'd like to. Write more, I mean. But I'm not ready to make any huge promises because in a week or so I'll be entering what's called "busy season."
On January 30th, rehearsals for "Kiss Me, Kate" will begin. I'll be playing the role of Fred/Petruchio. I'm extremely excited about this as it will mark my first major leading role in a mainstage play here at UCI and also my first major experience acting and singing at the same time. For a long time in undergrad and afterwards, I sort of poo-pooed musical theatre. I thought it was silly and trite and not worth much. But in the last few months, my opinion has changed drastically. After learning about the history of the American musical and seeing some exceptionally good musical theatre I realized that everything excellent about the "gritty," "real," and whatever other words I would have used to describe the productions I formerly thought to be the salvation of modern theatre is also to be found in the form of the musical. The value and quality of a production all depends on the spirit and sincerity with which the thing is done! This was kind of a revelation for me, to understand that I can infuse a character in a musical comedy with the same honesty and truthfulness that I would a role from a hard-hitting piece of modern realism. Don't get me wrong, I understand the limitations of different forms and all that, and I'm not saying that the American musical is the cure-all for theatre or society's problems. But there is lots of goodness to be found within it.
So anyway, I get to be Petruchio. Will you be in California in March? Come see the show!!! (You'll have to scroll down a little to find the section for Kate.) See you there.
Monday, January 16, 2006
Saturday, January 07, 2006
tagged
Okay, so Bridget tagged me and I have to write five things about myself. I know I said that I had abondoned this blog but I feel like I have to write in response to the tag. So here are five things about myself, but I don't think anyone will read this.
1. I have a scar on the inside of my left ankle that is in the shape of South Carolina. This scar is the result of a wound (a "concrete burn") I received while pouring concrete over Thanksgiving vacation once while I was in high school.
2. There's this weird game I often play while I'm driving in which I imagine that there is an invisible thing -- sometimes a person, sometimes an animal, sometimes something else, it doesn't matter -- off to the right of the car. This thing must jump over obstacles like telephone poles, buildings, etc. that may be in its way. I must signal the "jump" by tapping on the steering wheel or clenching my jaw. This is obviously strange behavior bordering on obsessive and it's very difficult to explain. That's part of what makes it interesting/notable.
3. I legitimately enjoy difficult music.
4. I have never been fully satisfied with any pair of sunglasses I have ever owned.
5. When I walk, the outsides of my heels hit the ground first. I can correct this if I think about it, but I fear I will always walk like this. It's something I'd like to change. This abnormality results in the soles of my shoes wearing down in a strange and hilarious way,
1. I have a scar on the inside of my left ankle that is in the shape of South Carolina. This scar is the result of a wound (a "concrete burn") I received while pouring concrete over Thanksgiving vacation once while I was in high school.
2. There's this weird game I often play while I'm driving in which I imagine that there is an invisible thing -- sometimes a person, sometimes an animal, sometimes something else, it doesn't matter -- off to the right of the car. This thing must jump over obstacles like telephone poles, buildings, etc. that may be in its way. I must signal the "jump" by tapping on the steering wheel or clenching my jaw. This is obviously strange behavior bordering on obsessive and it's very difficult to explain. That's part of what makes it interesting/notable.
3. I legitimately enjoy difficult music.
4. I have never been fully satisfied with any pair of sunglasses I have ever owned.
5. When I walk, the outsides of my heels hit the ground first. I can correct this if I think about it, but I fear I will always walk like this. It's something I'd like to change. This abnormality results in the soles of my shoes wearing down in a strange and hilarious way,
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