Musicals are wonderful moments of enjoyment in life. Indeed, there should be more of them. Imagine how glorious life would be if it was like in a musical, with people breaking out in songs of celebration and lament, splashing about in the rain and building barns with flair.
No words can explain the goosebumpy feeling you get when you hear performers vulnerably smashing out a perfectly in-tune power ballad finale or when you sense the introductory chords to a seminal song, whether it be ‘Memory’, ‘Music of the Night’, ‘I Could Have Danced All Night’, ‘Defying Gravity’ et al. For me, this first connection came when I saw “The King and I” staring Lou Diamond Phillips, on Broadway and Anna and the King first started twirling around the stage to the strains of ‘Shall We Dance’ in New York’s Neil Simon Theatre.
And though I prefer modern musicals of the “Rent” and “We Will Rock You” breed and have seen countless shows since, I love that I can pinpoint the precise moment that I l fell for musical theatre.