Around fall of 2015, I went New York City on vacation, and at the time Hamilton was all the rage. Personally, I had no idea what the musical was about, but I really wanted to check it out. Unfortunately, the tickets were well over a thousand dollars and way, way to pricey for me. But I did promise myself that when the Broadway show came to Texas, I would buy a ticket, and get myself to the show and see what all the fuss is about.
Flash forward–and here we are in 2019, and finally, Hamilton came to town. Now first of all, not much has changed since 2015, I really don’t know much about the musical other than it was based off an Alexander Hamilton biography. That’s it. I wasn’t familiar with any of the songs, I hadn’t read any reviews, I just had a clean slate–a blank paper of which to scribe my own conclusions.
So what did I think of the musical, you ask?
It was amazing. Like, seriously amazing. From the opening of “Alexander Hamilton” to the last song, “Who Lives, Who Dies, Who Tells Your Story”, it was non-stop energy. This had to do with the fact that most of the music was hip-hop with rapped versus that were catchy, educational (who knew Alexander Hamilton lived such a dramatic and interesting life?), and full of such passion that I couldn’t help but be overwhelmed at times. I admit, I cried. I cried quite a bit. Not because there were maudlin parts (there were), but because there was just so much. So much emotion. So much life. I can tell you, I’ve never experienced a live performance that moved me as much as this musical.
If you ever have a chance to experience Hamilton, I suggest you do. I assure you, you will not regret it.
Happy New Year everyone. I hope you had a good holiday, and I hope those of you that made a New Year’s Resolution made a realistic one.
I didn’t. Never do. That whole New Year New Me thing isn’t for me, and it’s rather irritating.
I’m gonna be honest, this post might be a little snarky, but that’s because I’m just so tired of all the people advertising themselves like the one thing they need more than life is a relationship. Tired of all the corny motivational New Year New Me memes. Like, why can’t people just focus on themselves, work to better themselves, and not post it all over Facebook? Motivational pep-talks are best had in person anyway, not on social media.
Ugh! It’s just all so corny. And goddamnit! God gave you brown eyes, you’re not fooling anyone with those green contacts.
Now it’s November, and I’m pretty sure the holidays will arrive then pass in a blur. Before we know it, it’ll be the New Year and I’ll say: What happened to 2018?
But until then, I just want to soak in the last few months of the year, write, and enjoy the gloomy weather that’s hit South Texas.
If you’ve never been to Texas, let me just say, sometimes it just seems like the perfect setting for horror or fantasy. Like for instance–the fog was rather thick this week, and there were times I felt like I was in Silent Hill. Other times, it’s non-stop rain, which usually isn’t our norm–but still, pretty gloomy.
Things I’m also doing–spending time with family. It was my Dad’s birthday this week, and we took him to see Overlord, which was not as good as I expected. I thought it was written by JJ Abrams, but it actually wasn’t, and I could tell–It didn’t have that special “Human” feel that Abrams manages to pull off. The heart that is apparent in many of his films. Don’t get me wrong, the movie tried, but it was a facsimile of what I’m used to.
Also, if anyone cares how I’m doing in my two Fantasy Football leagues: I’ve got ZERO chance of winning one. Ok, not zero chance, but I’d have to win out and hope for many people to lose, so not much chance there. The other league I’m not doing so bad! I actually have a chance to go to the playoffs.
Alright then, that’s pretty much it for me for now. I hope you guys are enjoying the beginnings of November.