Wednesday, June 20, 2012
no place like london
I confessed to my students this morning in class that Sweeney Todd might be my favorite musical. This confession came out quicker than I expected, especially since I try not to claim "favorite" artworks. Things are always "one of my favorite" but rarely the full-on, bottom line, de facto favorite. But it's true. Sweeney may be my favorite. It's dissonant, it's dark, and it's disturbing. It's also one of the most gorgeous musical scores, one of the most clever plots, and some of the richest, most interesting musical theatre characters ever written. I sort of hate the Tim Burton movie, but I've loved every stage version I've seen.
I then took the double decker into town, and snagged myself a front upstairs seat. It's the best place to sit because it feels like you're flying. It also affords you a little shelf to put your feet up. Look here! It's my feet at Harvey Nichols:
And here are my dogs barking at the Ritz!
Today was a double header for us, and our second show was The Comedy of Errors at the Roundhouse. So we headed back up to Chalk Farm. We ate some nice Thai food at a restaurant near the venue. We got to take our shoes off and sit on a bunch of pillows. They had slippers we could wear instead, but I think I was the only person who actually used them. Is it gross to wear random slippers in Thai restaurants? Computer says nooooo.