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Today? Cancelled. Tomorrow? On thin fucking ice
we all want regina george to grind us to sand beneath her louboutin heel but when will janis sarkisian crush me with her combat boot
If the fact that Glinda sings the alto part and Elphaba sings the soprano part in for good (because theyâve both taken from each other) in For Good doesnât make you tear up a bit then I donât know what does.
The only time in the play. Every other time they sing different notes, Glinda gets the high part, all dancing superficial sunshine, while Elphaba gets the deep supporting shadows; in âFor Goodâ, Elphaba gives value to brightness and Glinda value to depth, because they do believe they have been changed for the better in knowing each other.
(Also note how through the vast majority of âLoathingâ they share the same note, because neither can give up her hold on the starring melody, but âFor Goodâ they can sing different melodies and words in perfect harmony and balance because they trust each other.)

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I canât believe my greatest achievement in life is crying about musicals.
Things I want to remind you of:
Even the best of us donât have it figured out.
You are not behind.
You are worthwhile just as you are.
Take it one day at a time.
Look at failures as steps in the journey of success.
Also failure is not real. Donât let it haunt you.
You can be different and still make it.
Rethink the phrase âmake it.â
Be kind to those around you.
Cheer on even your enemies.
Look back at how far youâve come.
Give yourself a break.
People hurt you because they are hurting.
But hurting does not give you an excuse to hurt others.
Focus on yourself.
Know that youâre a badass and donât let anybody convince you otherwise.
Itâs a marathon, not a sprint.
Celebrate little victories.
Cry sometimes, and then get back up.
Have goals and donât worry if they change.
Let go of your need to control.
Keep it up, youâre doing great.
im horny but like horny to cuddle
SHAILENE WOODLEY HAS HAD ENOUGH IâM DYING
BIG MOOD

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I hear people all the time criticizing musicals by saying âwhy canât they just say what they mean instead of singing and dancing about it?â and for years the only answer Iâve had was a smile and a shrug, but I finally just figured it out.
Itâs because the words by themselves arenât enough.
Outside the song, there would be almost no moving passion in Javertâs words âThis I swear by the stars.â How would He Had It Cominâ be anywhere near as dangerous and vengeful without the lighting and the dance routine? The reprise of Wouldnât It Be Luvverly is essential to underlining just how much Henry Higgins has changed and damaged Eliza Doolittle. The Mary Poppins chimney sweeps would just be weird guys off the roof if they didnât have their whole zany song and choreography to make them a funny and interesting group. And there arenât any words in any language to describe the complete change in Leslie Odom Jr.âs voice as the music cuts off and he solos âIâŚwanna be in the room where it happens, the room where it happens.â
The reason we have musicalsâand the reason we have music in generalâis because words arenât enough.
I feel extremely powerful today!!
if u reblog this in 45 seconds u will meet ur favorite musician(s). no matter what. they will be raised from the dead 4 u.
Do I have a favorite musical? Of course!!
Is it the same one every day? No.
i am:
âŞď¸ gay
âŞď¸ straight
âŞď¸ bi
đ a massive deal. fear me, love me, stand and stare at me. and these? these are real

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Apparently my director went to see a production of West Side Story a few years ago, and the guy playing Chino forgot his gun before coming out for his final scene. Once it got to the big scene where he is supposed to shoot Tony, he screeched âPoison Bootsâ and kicked the actor playing Tony until he went down. The girl playing Maria then had to jerk the shoe off of Chinoâs foot, and had to do the gunshot scene asking âHow many kicks Chino? How many kicks, and one kick left for meâ.Â
There should be a blog dedicated to theatrical urban legends. Like that opening weekend of Dracula where Dracula (still hungover) vomited all over the audience during the first stage direction that everyone has a friend of a friend that worked on the show and was there.
or the one where the bridge never came out for Javertâs suicide and so he just pretended to stab himself and then lay there until the lights went out
best story i heard was when a friend of mine saw a show where juliet forgot to bring the dagger out on stage so she just ripped the squib out of her chest and blood squirted everywhere
During a passion play a friend of my brother was supposedly in, one of the roman soldiers who was supposed to stab jesus on the cross and accidentally grabbed the wrong spear- he was supposed to grab one with a fake tip, but instead he grabbed one with an actual metal tip and, well
Jesus screamed âJESUS CHRIST YOU STABBED MEâ.
Since that Jesus had to be taken down due to a bad case of stab-itis, the backup Jesus came in, but he weighed significantly less than the original Jesus- which would have been fine, except that at the end the cross was supposed to ascend upwards with Jesus on it, and the weights hadnât been adjusted.
So Jesus, instead, ROCKETED UP into heaven (or, just, above the stage).
This is wild from start to finish
I was in Peter Pan once and one night at a performance, the adhesive holding our Hookâs mustache on was wearing off. It was near the end with a big fight scene and when he got attacked, he let his mustache fall and went âYOU RIPPED MY MUSTACHE OFF!â in a scandalized tone and it added a new note of hilarity to the whole scene (which was supposed to be funny anyway)
In my seventh grade play, which was a midsummer nightâs dream, Thisbe didnât have a sword so she stabbed herself with a coathanger
My junior year we were doing Romeo and Juliet and after Juliet poisons herself it was supposed to go dark and sheâd get off the stage. well the light crew accidentally turned them back on and Juliet who was sitting up slammed back down on the wooden bed with a loud bang. To which my theater teacher says into the com âzombie Julietâ and everyone who heard that had to keep as quiet as possible while our eyes were filling with tears.
i attended my countyâs performing arts high school majoring in vocal studies, (mostly geared towards musical theater and opera styles) and once a year we got a field trip to new york (we were in jersey, so itâs not exactly far). we would do one touristy thing, an actorâs workshop with friends of our teachers working in various performing industries in nyc, and then see a show.Â
my first year doing this, our industry contacts were 1 actor, 1 casting director, and 1 producer to get different aspects of the business, and they all gave us amazing advice and told fantastic stories. the actor in question was Zazu on Broadwayâs The Lion King for several years, and told the best story by far.
in The Lion King, there are only two pieces of pre-recorded noise in the whole show. one, when Pumbaa does a MASSIVE fart while fighting the hyenas, and the other being Mufasa saying REMEMBERRRRRR as Simba climbs Pride Rock. the actor told us while struggling not to laugh that, during one nightâs performance, someone forgot to flip the tape of these pre-recorded noises.
so, at the end of the show, the great climax where Simba finally accepts his place in the Circle of Life, the heavens parted and-
PFFFFFFFFFRRRRRBTFTBTBFTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTT
everyone froze. and then all ran off stage positively HOWLING with laughter.
the lesson: sometimes there are fuck ups you just canât recover from.
During a high school production of Beauty and the Beast, where I was assistant costumer and assistant prop master, our director decided that we needed to spice up Gastonâs introduction. You know: in the movie, when Lefou runs in trying to catch the duck/goose that Gaston has just shot out of the sky?
Originally, the actors were going to stroll on stage with our Lefou hauling in the really neat (and real!) taxidermied deer head that we had found in a local thrift store. Now, two days before opening night, our director wants Lefou to run in from off stage and catch a stuffed duck that Gaston has just shot. This, of course, requires two things to work properly as a scene: a gunshot noise, and a stuffed duck.
The gunshot noise, we had covered. Blue-collar, redneck school? Guns a plenty to record. The stuffed duck? Harder than you might have thought to obtain.
Three hunting stores, two taxidermists, and one Pet Supply Store â˘, Iâd finally found a semi-realistic pheasant squeaky toy. What follows is an account of the ways this dog toy managed to be the nightmare prop of the six show run.
Opening Night: The stagehand, who was supposed to drop the bird from the ceiling catwalk, missed his cue and didnât drop the it. Lefouâs actor rolls with it and does an excellent job of looking around foolishly before getting cuffed upside the head by Gaston. The stagehand then drops the bird squarely on Gastonâs head. Cue laughter.
Saturday Matinee: Different stagehand throws the bird instead of dropping it and beans Lefou directly in the face with the prop. Lefou falls over. Cue laughter.
Saturday Night: Bird is missing during curtain call. Director hauls the deer head down from itâs place on the tavern wall and tells Gaston and Lefou to revert to the old blocking i.e. no gunshot, no bird, just walk in with trophy. During Gaston and Lefouâs conversation, gun shot sound goes off and a stagehand throws the bird onto the stageâŚfrom the wrong side of the stage. Lefou and Gaston stare at it in awkward silence for a solid thirty seconds before Lefou makes off-script, subtle joke about Gastonâs gun going off late instead of early. Cue adults in the audience laughing.
Sunday Matinee: Director begs the stagehands to get the cue right at least once. Gunshot and bird prop go off without a hitch. Lefou accidentally catches the prop when it falls from the catwalk. Heâs so startled that he caught it that Gaston runs right in to him. They drop both the gun and the bird props, and grab the wrong prop in their scramble. Gaston spends the rest of the scene gesturing dramatically with a stuffed pheasant, instead of a gun.
Sunday Night:Â Director is fed up with bird prop, decides that Lefou should just carry bird prop in after gunshot happens off stage. Lefou accidentally squeezes the prop during the intro conversation, startling both actors into silence with the squeaky toy noise - apparently, neither of them realized it was a dog toy.
Monday Elementary School Show: Lefou walks on stage with the bird. Accidentally drops the prop during conversation with Gaston. Gaston doesnât notice the dropped prop and steps on it. Cue depressingly sad squeaky toy noise. Cue ten years olds laughing.
In a dress rehearsal for Peter Pan, Wendy forgot one of her lines and started singing the star spangled banner and the audience was singing along and people got emotional
Once during the closing night of our high school production of south pacific, we were havin our pre-show pep talk, and our director reminded everyone (mostly seniors) not to go off script to try to be funny. Of course we had one lead who decided to ignore this advice. So during one scene where the sailors were âfishingâ at the edge of the stage, he decides to pull up his rubber fish, make a comment about how it wasnât big enough, and throw it back into the âoceanâ, which of course, was the audience. Now, this probably wouldnât have been too much of a problem if he had gently tossed it, since it would have landed right behind the pit. But naturalt, he decided that this fish had to break free in the most dramatic way possible, so he winds up and chucks this fucking foot-long rubber fish with all of his strength. So now imagine the stage crew, all of us huddled together, silently screaming as this limp fish goes sailing over the heads of the audience in what looks like a low-budget reenactment of free willy, only to slap some poor parent across the face. I swear, you could almost hear the chorus of âmmmm whatcha saaayyyâ rising from all those backstage. From that moment on, all rubber fish were ferociously guarded by yours truly, under the direction of our stage manager.
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My Junior year of high school our drama club put on Peter Pan,which involved the construction of a small boat fashioned out of scrap wood,plaster and an old wagon. A few of the actors who were cast as pirates had to ride the boat-wagon down the aisle to the front of the theatre,which had a concrete floor that sloped. About halfway down the brake they were using to control their speed gave out,and they crashed into the front of the stage at high speed.The entire boat imploded. The actors just sat there in silence for at least a full 10 seconds in the midst of the wreckage before my friend Adena screamed âABANDON SHIPâ and they all jumped out and took off running.
My school once did a parody of Cinderella and I was Cinderellas dog. At one point Cinderella, the Fairy Godmother, and the dog had to flea the ball. I thought going down the stage steps wasnât dramatic enough for âfleeingâ so I launched myself off the stage and landed painfully in the center isle about three rows in accompanied with a very, very loud thump of face on concrete where I laid there like a dead fish for a while. At this point Cinderella and the Fairy Godmother got to me, not knowing what to do they stepped over me and continued running. But Cinderella had forgotten to loose her shoe so half way out of the room she chucked it back where it hit me in the head. I bolted upright and ran shrieking hysterically out of the room. A moment later the Prince came down to where the shoe was picked it up, looked dramatically at where I had exited and said âI hope that dogâs okay.â completely forgetting his line. Â
This may be my all time favorite post.Â
I was once in a production of âHello Dolly!â and the two leads were complete jokers and would prank each other during rehearsals all the time. The rest of the cast never thought they would do that during a show, but they told the chorus (separately) that they each were planning to add some tongue into the final kiss between Dolly and Horace. Of course, we told neither of them about the otherâs plan, so during the very last show, we were all waiting in the wings to see what would happen. What happened was we ended the show with the two leads violently frenching each other on stage as the curtain dropped. They started dating two weeks later.
Last year we did âOnce Upon a Mattressâ and the jester was supposed to do a somersault off of a stack of like 3 mattresses and then the minstrel and Lady Larken would be covered up with a blanket, but during one show the jester knocked down one of the mattresses and we had no time to fix it so we had to throw the mattress on top of them
Junior year of high school. Our Lumiere in Beauty And The Beast got a massive nosebleed onstage. He couldnât do much about it because his hands were lampshades so he just stood there bleeding and waiting to get the hell out of there.
One year later, weâre doing Into The Woods. The same guy is playing Rapunzelâs Prince. He has this scene where he takes a knee and orates about his love for her. He finishes his line, stands up, runs offstage more hurriedly than usual. The minute heâs off he informs us that he just accidentally shit his pants. âI donât know what happened. My bowels literally just released in the middle of my line. Iâm not nervous, it just happened, oh my god.â This was during Act 1. Agony and Agony reprise were especially hilarious that evening.
One of my old roommates told me he was in a production of The Sound of Music as Rolf, and was really sick for one of the performances. You know the part where Rolf and Liesl sing Sixteen Going on Seventeen, and Rolf runs off the stage, and then runs back on, kisses Liesl, runs back off, and Liesl screams âWheeeeeeeee?â
Apparently he ran offstage, started throwing up violently, and never came back onstage, leaving Liesl to scream âWheeeeeeee!â with retching noises in the background.
Last year, a local school did a production of High School Musical, and during the scene where Troy and Gabriella were playing basketball, Gabriellaâs shot completely and miserably missed the basket.Â
Troyâs follow up comment of âwow, you never told me you were good at hoops tooâ was hilarious.Â
these are so fucking funny i cant breathe
i think itâs really cute how on some level we all kind of believe in magic. you can practically wish upon anything whether itâs a shooting star, a fallen eyelash, or even a dandelion. somehow kissing your true love is bound to save the day. cool rocks and flowers can be used for different kinds of magic. even just the concept of people who can conduct magic is adorable. the belief in magic is literally apart of everyday life whether you choose to see it or not and if thatâs not the cutest shit idek what is