Let the audience in! Let my opera begin!
- The Phantom, The Phantom of the Opera
Is there anything in the world more exciting than sitting in a dark theatre, listening to the opening organ chord of The Phantom of the Opera overture?
(Or if you're not a Phan, insert your own favorite musical.)
You're setting off on a journey. Maybe it's one you've taken before. Maybe this is your first time.
Either way, and even if you've traveled this path before now, there's no telling what lies ahead.
Will it still be the story you know? What new surprises will you uncover along the way?
Of course, much of it will be familiar territory.
Your favorite songs, your favorite lines, the scenes that fill you with delight, with terror, with excitement. The moments that make you laugh, cry, and shiver. You're ready to experience them all again.
That opening chord is like the greeting of a dear friend whom you haven't seen in a while: at once familiar and new. Because not only will a production change every time a new cast takes over--it will change every time you see it. Because you will be different each time.
Depending on where you are, what you're feeling, what you've experienced lately, the show will change. You will notice new things. You will feel different things.
But now, at this moment in time, listening to that first, startlingly loud organ chord and watching the chandelier slowly flicker into life, there's no telling just what lies ahead.
You're on the threshold of a world. Your sojourn there can only be temporary--but at the moment, it all lies before you.
For me (and I'm guessing for at least some of you), theatre is so much more than simply a form of entertainment. It's a journey. It's a revelation. It's a friend.
Welcome to Box Five.
Here you'll find reviews of shows on and off Broadway, practical theatre-going tips, and flashes of passion as my love affair with theatre continues.
All these thoughts come from the head of a 20-something West Coast transplant now living her dreams (well, some of them, anyway) in the place where dreams come true (aka NYC).
Oh yeah, and she's probably the most introverted introvert you'll ever meet (or not meet).
So from time to time, you'll also find existential musings on introversion and theatre. Because the two recently connected in my head, and when they did, sparks flew.
Also, I recently saw Dear Evan Hansen.
Keep your hand at the level of your eyes, and we're ready to start this journey!
Your obedient servant,
EJK
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