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"Aida" Uplifts and Dazzles! written @ 7:25 PM on March 30, 2003 We left the campus yesterday for Louisville at two o'clock and drove south, listening to the "Miss Saigon" soundtrack all the way, just Sarah, her boyfriend Phil, and I. We had to pick up Cassie at her dad's house (she has such a pretty white cat), and by then we were listening to the new Linkin Park CD. Generally it was a good ride, just a little on the long side. The Kentucky countryside was beautiful and blooming, an earlier spring there. Cassie brought with her ingredients for dinner that night. We arrived at her mom's house sometime after five and proceeded to eat her family out of jelly beans. She has a nice house; I like what she did with her room. We cooked dinner and sat down for a nice meal of pasta with mixed veggies. Yes, I, being the picky eater, thought it was good. Afterwards we cleaned up, and then headed down to her basement to play Dance, Dance Revolution. I swear, if I had that game in my possession, that would be the end of my GPA... I did put it down on my birthday list, but I'm hesitating from passing it on to my mom because it really WOULD be the end of my GPA. Still, though, DDR is one sure way of getting me motivated to exercise, which I have not done since aerobics class sophomore year of high school. But, not having exercised in a long time, DDR wore Phil and me out early. So then, naturally, we sat down and watched the first "Harry Potter" movie, which was good fun! Afterwards we were pretty damned tired. Went to sleep around one, only to wake up shortly before ten for a waffle breakfast. Cassie's mom is really nice. And, finally, the moment of the hour: we left for the Louisville theater to see "Aida." Which kicked major ass. First of all, the performing aspects were amazing. The girl who played Aida had a tremendous voice, and Radames had a pretty solid performance. I liked him slightly better than Adam Pascal anyway. Bizarre moment of the hour? Mickey from "The Monkees" was playing Zoser, yet he did a very fine job. He plays a good bad guy (that sentence sounded funny). Over all, the chorus was fantastic and the orchestra was awesome (we had second row tickets and heard every note, every beat). Design-wise, all I can say is that the show reinforced my desire to be a major Broadway/Hollywood art director. It was just that fabulous. It struck the perfect balance of accentuating the drama without drawing too much attention away from the action. They were absolutely beautiful, creative, stunning sets, and the Tony that had been won when the show first opened on Broadway was well earned. My favorite numbers? "My Strongest Suit" was to die for; Amneris was a wonderful character played by an extraodinarily talented actress. "The Gods Love Nubia" was breathtaking and imprinted its memory on the audience's mind and was a fitful conclusion for the first act. And the finale was a tear-jerker, honestly. Yeah, if you thought the finale to "Les Mis" was a tear-jerker, bring a box of tissues for "Aida." The ending was bittersweet, but you left the theater feeling uplifted. It was a show whose resonance will long sound in the passionate theater-goer's soul. We popped in the "Aida" soundtrack when we left the theater and began our journey home. Instead of being weary of it, we sang every bit of the lyrics as intensely as if we were the ones on stage. If we thought the music was beautiful before, it dazzles now. So now I'm back at the dorm. My wonderful Playbill and program are on my bed. And once more I am left to my dreams. If I feel like all this work I am undertaking is dragging me down, is leaving me burned out, is making the journey seem longer than it should be, I know that everything, one day, will be well worth the wait, the work, the effort and all the blood, sweat, and tears that go with it.
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