I’ve fallen in love with Stephen Sondheim. I mean, I’ve liked him a lot for a long long time, but I’ve been a bit more Andrew Lloyd Webber obsessed when it comes to musicals and now I’ve fallen in love with Sondheim, or particularly, Sunday in the Park with George. As with all things I find beautiful, it just makes me want to cry (except I don’t really cry) or run around with my arms stretched out, singing (except I don’t do that because people will think I’m crazy). Luckily, there’s a video of the broadway production posted in youtube. But I really want to watch it on stage someday. Oh well, someday.
It’s just…It just fits the way I’ve been feeling the past few…years…haha. The stasis, the doubts about my art, the struggle to connect…argh, sometimes it frustrates me when I want to say something but somebody else has said it way better than I ever could (at the moment, at least). Anyway, here are my favorite songs from the play (at least right now, tomorrow it might change).
Finishing the Hat
Finishing the hat–how you have to finish the hat.
How you watch the rest of the world from a window
while you finish the hat.
Which is how I’ve been feeling lately…except I’m not making a hat. (really, I’m not making the hat…I’m getting distracted. like right now, I’m supposed to be finishing the hat…because I’ve barely started it…but I’m blogging. ha. how simple it was then when you had to go out to distract yourself but with internet and TV and DVDs and books…I’m just wondering if I’ll ever finish my hat.)
We Do Not Belong Together
You are complete, George,
You are your own.
We do not belong together.
You are complete, George,
You all alone.
I am unfinished,
I am diminished
With or without you.
We do not belong together,
And we should have belonged together.
“We should have belonged together” gets me all the time. So sad. I love sad love songs.
Lesson#8
George looks within.
George is adrift.
George goes by guessing.
George looks behind.
He had a gift.
When did it fade?
Of course I don’t think my gift has faded..I’m too young for anything to fade. I think the debate going on in my head right now is whether I have a gift at all. (of course I have a gift…I think) Don’t mind me, I’m in my self-doubt phase. Sometimes I get over it. Sometimes, it just won’t go away.
Move On
I’ve nothing to say
Well, nothing that’s not been said
I do not know where to go
I want to make things that count,
Things that will be new…
What am I to do?
I wish I could move on. I’m not, at the moment. I’m trying. It’s just so hard when you’re not sure what you want. Or you know what you want but you don’t know how to get there. Well, I’ll settle it with myself someday but gosh this song gives me goosebumps.
I know this has been said so many times before but Sondheim is a genius. Those lyrics…those melodies…I don’t know which I love more. And can I just say, I’ve got a crush on you, Mandy Patinkin/Avigdor in Yentl/Inigo Montoya in Princess Bride (well, Mandy Patinkin Then…coz Mandy Patinkin Now is just old. haha)
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