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dancing_crow) wrote2011-04-24 07:54 am
dancing_crow) wrote2011-04-24 07:54 am
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Pirates of Penzance Friday night at Smith College. Most parts were played by women - Fredric and the Pirate King, but not the Chief of Police or the Major General. I suppose, one is a basso profundo, one one really requires a mustache. It was a small chorus, very versatile, on a lovelylovely set, with gorgeous costumes. It looked like everyone was having a Lot Of Fun, which makes it all even more wonderful. Because the chorus was so small they got to move a lot; there was a good deal of dancing and stomping back and forth that simply isn't possible when you don't turn anyone away from the chorus. The main purveyor of G&S, the Valley Light Opera has a ... Very Inclusive policy for chorus members, which tends to make them sound wonderful but make movement on a high school stage cramped.
Aerin was sitting with her young man one row behind us, and I was listening to her whisper and giggle. At intermission they talked about having stage envy, and light envy, and budget and workshop and costume envy, and then Aerin allowed that she was feeling a tiny bit smug about her spotlight operators.
A whole lot of nothing yesterday, except for taking Aliceandafriend climbing at the new climbing gym over the river. It was crowded (rainy saturday afternoon=high boredom quotient) and filled with the staff they'd poached from our gym, but the belay class was thorough and there are a LOT of new routes to pursue. I just belayed, but I could climb some of those, with a little effort. Climbing doesn't propel me in the same kind of way that horses do, or bicycling does, but it has amusement value when accomplished in good company.
And then Red Kate for supper and then, because we'd tried to loan Aerin'sYoungMan a pile of Pratchett only to have them mostly gone, we all went down to the B&N to restock and see if anything else was interesting. Mostly we wound up with a pile of Pratchett and some weird economics tract for Al. Typical bookstore day, basically.
Aerin was sitting with her young man one row behind us, and I was listening to her whisper and giggle. At intermission they talked about having stage envy, and light envy, and budget and workshop and costume envy, and then Aerin allowed that she was feeling a tiny bit smug about her spotlight operators.
A whole lot of nothing yesterday, except for taking Aliceandafriend climbing at the new climbing gym over the river. It was crowded (rainy saturday afternoon=high boredom quotient) and filled with the staff they'd poached from our gym, but the belay class was thorough and there are a LOT of new routes to pursue. I just belayed, but I could climb some of those, with a little effort. Climbing doesn't propel me in the same kind of way that horses do, or bicycling does, but it has amusement value when accomplished in good company.
And then Red Kate for supper and then, because we'd tried to loan Aerin'sYoungMan a pile of Pratchett only to have them mostly gone, we all went down to the B&N to restock and see if anything else was interesting. Mostly we wound up with a pile of Pratchett and some weird economics tract for Al. Typical bookstore day, basically.