How is 7:45 PM? Since KrispyJim is available at night, I'm not sure if he'll be available for the 5:30. (I will call him today when we've decided.)

General admission OK for all?

Gen Ad words for me. I hate the El Cap caste system. Power to the Merpeople!


But I'm down with whatever works for the cheeseman.

Go for gen admission. When I saw it last monday, we paid the extra $$ for VIP we were the only people who bought advance VIP tix. The verdict: VIP is great for opening weekend. Other times not so much.

HAVE FUN! SING!

OK, gang - we'll see you for the 7:45! I presume we won't have to get there uber-early but we'll try to be there by 7:20 or :30. Warm up those pipes!

Ugh, Mother's Day took longer than expected, but I should be there around 7:20ish.


:D < me

Oh, my. That was SO MUCH FUN.

I came prepared to sing and be serenaded, but I was entirely unprepared for the magic of iSm's falsetto, or the outbursts that came from Monsieur ThinKrisp (which, on first occurrence, made me laugh hysterically, and by last occurrence had a good portion of the audience chiming in.)

I could not have asked for a more fun small bunch of people with whom to belt out the songs. (Though a larger group would've been swell, so next time there's a sing-along you simply must join us.)

Something else surprised me in the midst of the screening. In my small pond, particularly in high school, I had the chance to shine performing in musical theater. Moving to a very competitive college program for dramatic arts, I excelled in directing, but as far as singing I paled in comparison to performers who today are making their living on Broadway. (I had one frustrating audition for a musical, and then dropped it entirely and stuck to my straight-theater guns.) And I stopped singing.

But you know what? I like singing. It brings me joy. I never wanted it to bring me money, so it's too bad that when I compared myself with professionals and found myself lacking, I completely left it behind. I don't have to be terrific at it, I can just have fun. So, more singing. And having sat with the gents last night, I feel it's imperative we make at least one of those reading nights feature a musical. (We really need to cast iSm as Joanna in Sweeney Todd, for instance.)

Hahahah^. I'm glad I can do falsetto when it's called for, but I had much more fun singing more naturally as Sebastian ... and especially as Ursula. But who knew there were so many choruses of "Ah-ah-ah, Ah-ah-ah?"

What a hoot that was. Yes, singing aloud outside of the shower and the car is a blast. Fun, fun, company. Half of Parmesan Jim's RockyHorrorisms went over well, with one especially bringing down the house. And yes, kazoos next time this happens, if it ever does.


And if it ever does, I heartily recommend it for all. So.Much.Fun.


Whew, with all the attempts both on and off this thread, I'm so pleased we made the final performance. Hooray!!!

Sing like a choir!

Best subtitle. Evar.

I was surprised by all the lyrics I did not know!

Seriously! For years I never knew it was "when the sardine begin the beguine" - and, while I originally thought Ashman was a great lyricist, I now think he's the catfish's pajamas.