Hair #8 -- Hershey, PA
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eirenicalOMG, I just keep finding more and more reasons to love this show. Cast was unbelievable today and I would gush for paragraphs and paragraphs, but I will restrict myself to discussing three things about today because I'm very tired and the rain is making me incoherent. Dude, I just don't listen to myself. I babbled on for like 2 1/4 10pt single-spaced pages. iFail at not gushing on and on. Enjoy?
1) Babble about my companion at Hair... and the shock that not everyone sees Hair the way I do. It is a very interesting experience to see Hair with someone who just doesn't get it. I knew that Hair wouldn't really be my friend's cup of tea even before we went... but wow, I didn't realize exactly how much not her cup of tea it was. O_O;;; What she got out of it? Liberal, do drugs, have sex, anti-military propaganda. D: I mean... on some level it is a little of those things, but there is so much more to it than that. And I was absolutely stunned that she didn't see any of it. Tried to tell her that it's anti-draft, not anti-war and her flat out assessment of that was, "Same thing." Uh... no. No, it's not the same thing at all, actually. Dropped that subject before it became an argument. And she thought all the men were horrible singers. D: Dude... were we even watching the same show?? O_O I mean, yeah, Paris was doing a little more cracking than usual, but I just chalked that up to it's a rainy day and he probably wasn't feeling his best. Even so, though, he still sounded wonderful. *sweatdrop* Otherwise... dude... who in their right mind could argue about the quality of Darius Nichols' voice, for example? O_O
*coughs* OK, enough about that. Like I said, I knew she probably wouldn't like it going into it and she was mostly going so I wouldn't have to go alone... but I figured I at least had to try. Oh well. At least the tickets were only $25 and I paid for hers. And part of the babysitter's fee. And dinner. My guilt is assuaged.
2) A cute encounter with a gaggle of older ladies who became my honorary grandmothers for a few minutes. After the dance party (which I got down for from the balcony in record time) and being recognized by Josh Lamon and (I think? *hopehopehope*) by Paris Remillard, I had a fun little encounter. ^_^ I was walking up the aisle to the lobby doors when I heard an older woman in front of me asking her friend if she thought the actors would be in the lobby to talk to after the show. Paragon of stage-dooring that I am, I advised them to ask the box office staff where the stage door was and that the cast will usually (though not always) come out from there and be willing to chat/sign things/take pictures. We got into a discussion about how fabulous the tour cast is, how many times I'd seen it, who was in from the original revival cast and what parts they played, etc. (At which point I realized that I know way too much information about this show/cast. O_O;;;)
Anyway, within a minute or two her other 4 friends had gathered around us to squee over my knowledge and ask further questions. They all looked to be in their 60s/70s. As they gathered one said, "Oh! Look at her bag!" Another said, "Oh, and her scarf!" After a moment of, "Huh?" I realized they were talking about my bag and my scarf. LOL Showed them my mother's peace sign and my mother's shirt which I was wearing -- both authentic from the 60s -- which they also squee'ed over. It was really kind of adorable. Just a moment of random, instant connection. I looked at them and saw people who had lived and loved through these times. I might love the period and the history, but they were there. They were part of it. And they loved this show as hard as I do. And they looked at me and saw someone who was picking up their legacy and carrying it into the next generation. We looked at each other and, through the lenses of this show, saw each other clearly. It was a beautiful moment and I'll treasure it. ^_^
3) Well... they do say chocolate is an aphrodisiac... it sure as hell was for Claude and Berger! PARIS AND STEEL, OMG. OMG, OMG. *_* *_* O. M. G--. PARIS AND STEEL!!! I love them harder and harder every time I see them in this show together. Why? Because they love each other harder and harder every time I see them in this show together. Good gravy! :D If I didn't know Paris is straight and has a girlfriend... dude, I'd wonder about the two of them by now. I tried to remember all the little things and I know I've forgotten most of them already (damned weather headache), but there are two big ones I must mention:
So... you remember that bit I described here? About the time during Colored Spade? Recap: after he delivers his feed line to Hud about the White House, Berger wanders over to Claude's side of the circle and kneels down behind him. They cuddle up on their knees for a while, then Berger bends Claude over and climbs on top of him. They periodically get back up and cuddle for a while, then Berger bends him back over again. Today's variation? Well, for one thing, it was very obvious what Berger was bending him over for. He wrapped one hand around Claude's stomach, put a hand between his shoulder blades to push him down, then pulled him backwards into the thrust of his hips. O_O;;; Yes, there was thrusting. I saw. I shit you not. And at one point, Steel reached down, grabbed Paris' ass and kneaded it, before pulling Paris' ass back up against him. O_O I mean... dude, they're not even trying to be subtle anymore. I love it! :D :D :D
Second one was a new ending for the title song. Holy. Shit. *_* First off, little moment: apparently Steel now makes a habit of trying to crack Paris up when he pops up from under Jeanie's skirt. He nearly succeeded again, this time. ^_^ A-dorable. Also, right before the song, when Margaret is trying to delicately avoid asking if they're homosexuals, Paris (rather than playing with Steel's hair the whole time) totally dropped his hands lower and started running them over Steel's chest.
Secondly... OMG, the ending. :D :D :D So, Steel has Paris in that fireman's carry, right? Normally, before, he just lowered Paris to the ground. This time, he kind of tossed him upwards so that Paris landed a good five feet away. Paris responded to the toss and the resultant cheering by leaping into the air again. Steel also did some jumping around which landed with him on his back on the floor. Paris leaped up again which ended with him standing over Steel with one leg on either side of him. He then sat down... right on Steel's hip/crotch area. Steel picked up his feet and braced them on the ground. Paris bounced up and down there for a bit, then Steel started pushing up to meet him.
O_O
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zoicite, I swear to G-d, all I could think was, "They're acting out Any Other Way in reverse!!" :D :D *_* *_* It was... it was... OMFG, it was fantastic. *_*
And, OMG, I ALMOST FORGOT!! D: Towards the end of the first verse (before they go down into the audience for the first time, Paris and Steel usually spend a little time with arms slung over each other's shoulder around stage right. Well. *coughs* Today... it went a little different. Steel had his arm around Paris' shoulders, as usual. Then... it got... interesting. Paris leaned back into Steel's hold and sort of... (gosh, I'm not sure I remember) ...I think he lifted his right leg up and kind of rested it along Steel's leg as a brace. Steel then ran his hand down the front of Paris' chest, paused in the vicinity of his crotch... and mimed jerking him off.
Like I said... not even trying to hide it anymore.
See,zoicite? Like I said, even more reasons. ;D
I CAN NOT WAIT UNTIL HARTFORD!! :D :D :D
*coughs* That is all. Unless I think of something else later on. ^_^
Oh, wait, two more things, minor Steel-is-awesome things, but still... things. ^_^ I am totally in love with Steel's half-dismissive, "Fuck, fuck, fucky-fuck." It is just so. damned. adorable. ^_^ I kind of want to pinch his cheeks every time he says it. It's another of those, "Steel is not Will" moments and it's just too damned adorable.
Also, after Woof delivers his "I'm horny, I'm going home" line, Berger says, "OK, horny, let's go." (Never caught that before! Probably too busy watching Claude angsting at center stage ^_^) *coughs* Anyhoo, after that interlude, Sheila catches up to Berger on the steps and the second he sees her, he just grabs onto her and they crash to the ground with Berger wrapped around her middle and staring forlornly at Claude. *wobbles eyes* I AM OBSESSED WITH THIS WHOLE MOMENT AND THINK I WILL END UP FICCING FOR IT, SOMEHOW.
OK, I think I'm really done, now. And it's official. As soon as I knock out this FY lemon (if not before), I am writing something for Hair. Inspiration level has been completely restored, THANK YOU PARIS AND STEEL!! :D :D
Now I'm goingtobed. Tired. O_O;;;
1) Babble about my companion at Hair... and the shock that not everyone sees Hair the way I do. It is a very interesting experience to see Hair with someone who just doesn't get it. I knew that Hair wouldn't really be my friend's cup of tea even before we went... but wow, I didn't realize exactly how much not her cup of tea it was. O_O;;; What she got out of it? Liberal, do drugs, have sex, anti-military propaganda. D: I mean... on some level it is a little of those things, but there is so much more to it than that. And I was absolutely stunned that she didn't see any of it. Tried to tell her that it's anti-draft, not anti-war and her flat out assessment of that was, "Same thing." Uh... no. No, it's not the same thing at all, actually. Dropped that subject before it became an argument. And she thought all the men were horrible singers. D: Dude... were we even watching the same show?? O_O I mean, yeah, Paris was doing a little more cracking than usual, but I just chalked that up to it's a rainy day and he probably wasn't feeling his best. Even so, though, he still sounded wonderful. *sweatdrop* Otherwise... dude... who in their right mind could argue about the quality of Darius Nichols' voice, for example? O_O
*coughs* OK, enough about that. Like I said, I knew she probably wouldn't like it going into it and she was mostly going so I wouldn't have to go alone... but I figured I at least had to try. Oh well. At least the tickets were only $25 and I paid for hers. And part of the babysitter's fee. And dinner. My guilt is assuaged.
2) A cute encounter with a gaggle of older ladies who became my honorary grandmothers for a few minutes. After the dance party (which I got down for from the balcony in record time) and being recognized by Josh Lamon and (I think? *hopehopehope*) by Paris Remillard, I had a fun little encounter. ^_^ I was walking up the aisle to the lobby doors when I heard an older woman in front of me asking her friend if she thought the actors would be in the lobby to talk to after the show. Paragon of stage-dooring that I am, I advised them to ask the box office staff where the stage door was and that the cast will usually (though not always) come out from there and be willing to chat/sign things/take pictures. We got into a discussion about how fabulous the tour cast is, how many times I'd seen it, who was in from the original revival cast and what parts they played, etc. (At which point I realized that I know way too much information about this show/cast. O_O;;;)
Anyway, within a minute or two her other 4 friends had gathered around us to squee over my knowledge and ask further questions. They all looked to be in their 60s/70s. As they gathered one said, "Oh! Look at her bag!" Another said, "Oh, and her scarf!" After a moment of, "Huh?" I realized they were talking about my bag and my scarf. LOL Showed them my mother's peace sign and my mother's shirt which I was wearing -- both authentic from the 60s -- which they also squee'ed over. It was really kind of adorable. Just a moment of random, instant connection. I looked at them and saw people who had lived and loved through these times. I might love the period and the history, but they were there. They were part of it. And they loved this show as hard as I do. And they looked at me and saw someone who was picking up their legacy and carrying it into the next generation. We looked at each other and, through the lenses of this show, saw each other clearly. It was a beautiful moment and I'll treasure it. ^_^
3) Well... they do say chocolate is an aphrodisiac... it sure as hell was for Claude and Berger! PARIS AND STEEL, OMG. OMG, OMG. *_* *_* O. M. G--. PARIS AND STEEL!!! I love them harder and harder every time I see them in this show together. Why? Because they love each other harder and harder every time I see them in this show together. Good gravy! :D If I didn't know Paris is straight and has a girlfriend... dude, I'd wonder about the two of them by now. I tried to remember all the little things and I know I've forgotten most of them already (damned weather headache), but there are two big ones I must mention:
So... you remember that bit I described here? About the time during Colored Spade? Recap: after he delivers his feed line to Hud about the White House, Berger wanders over to Claude's side of the circle and kneels down behind him. They cuddle up on their knees for a while, then Berger bends Claude over and climbs on top of him. They periodically get back up and cuddle for a while, then Berger bends him back over again. Today's variation? Well, for one thing, it was very obvious what Berger was bending him over for. He wrapped one hand around Claude's stomach, put a hand between his shoulder blades to push him down, then pulled him backwards into the thrust of his hips. O_O;;; Yes, there was thrusting. I saw. I shit you not. And at one point, Steel reached down, grabbed Paris' ass and kneaded it, before pulling Paris' ass back up against him. O_O I mean... dude, they're not even trying to be subtle anymore. I love it! :D :D :D
Second one was a new ending for the title song. Holy. Shit. *_* First off, little moment: apparently Steel now makes a habit of trying to crack Paris up when he pops up from under Jeanie's skirt. He nearly succeeded again, this time. ^_^ A-dorable. Also, right before the song, when Margaret is trying to delicately avoid asking if they're homosexuals, Paris (rather than playing with Steel's hair the whole time) totally dropped his hands lower and started running them over Steel's chest.
Secondly... OMG, the ending. :D :D :D So, Steel has Paris in that fireman's carry, right? Normally, before, he just lowered Paris to the ground. This time, he kind of tossed him upwards so that Paris landed a good five feet away. Paris responded to the toss and the resultant cheering by leaping into the air again. Steel also did some jumping around which landed with him on his back on the floor. Paris leaped up again which ended with him standing over Steel with one leg on either side of him. He then sat down... right on Steel's hip/crotch area. Steel picked up his feet and braced them on the ground. Paris bounced up and down there for a bit, then Steel started pushing up to meet him.
O_O
zoicite, I swear to G-d, all I could think was, "They're acting out Any Other Way in reverse!!" :D :D *_* *_* It was... it was... OMFG, it was fantastic. *_*And, OMG, I ALMOST FORGOT!! D: Towards the end of the first verse (before they go down into the audience for the first time, Paris and Steel usually spend a little time with arms slung over each other's shoulder around stage right. Well. *coughs* Today... it went a little different. Steel had his arm around Paris' shoulders, as usual. Then... it got... interesting. Paris leaned back into Steel's hold and sort of... (gosh, I'm not sure I remember) ...I think he lifted his right leg up and kind of rested it along Steel's leg as a brace. Steel then ran his hand down the front of Paris' chest, paused in the vicinity of his crotch... and mimed jerking him off.
Like I said... not even trying to hide it anymore.
See,
zoicite? Like I said, even more reasons. ;DI CAN NOT WAIT UNTIL HARTFORD!! :D :D :D
*coughs* That is all. Unless I think of something else later on. ^_^
Oh, wait, two more things, minor Steel-is-awesome things, but still... things. ^_^ I am totally in love with Steel's half-dismissive, "Fuck, fuck, fucky-fuck." It is just so. damned. adorable. ^_^ I kind of want to pinch his cheeks every time he says it. It's another of those, "Steel is not Will" moments and it's just too damned adorable.
Also, after Woof delivers his "I'm horny, I'm going home" line, Berger says, "OK, horny, let's go." (Never caught that before! Probably too busy watching Claude angsting at center stage ^_^) *coughs* Anyhoo, after that interlude, Sheila catches up to Berger on the steps and the second he sees her, he just grabs onto her and they crash to the ground with Berger wrapped around her middle and staring forlornly at Claude. *wobbles eyes* I AM OBSESSED WITH THIS WHOLE MOMENT AND THINK I WILL END UP FICCING FOR IT, SOMEHOW.
OK, I think I'm really done, now. And it's official. As soon as I knock out this FY lemon (if not before), I am writing something for Hair. Inspiration level has been completely restored, THANK YOU PARIS AND STEEL!! :D :D
Now I'm goingtobed. Tired. O_O;;;
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Date: 2011-04-17 03:50 am (UTC)Also, this all sounds ridiculous and amazing.
"Okay, Horny, let's go" has been there always, unobservant girl, as has the bit on the steps, though I don't recall if Will used to routinely stare at Claude, I know I saw him do that at least once or twice, but I think he usually buried his face against Sheila. My favorite was always when once in a while Gavin would decide to sit up and just stare back at them on the stairs while Crissy and Walter were still doing their scene.
Will used to blatantly hump Claude during Black Boys back when it was in the park, but he was an equal opportunity humper during that song and kind of made the rounds. It was more just Berger being Berger than anything really suggestive of more. It was not this.
Also Darius Nichols has a GORGEOUS voice. That is all.
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Date: 2011-04-17 04:09 am (UTC)I'm sure you can still get tickets for Hartford... ;)
It was totally ridiculous and amazing. I was awed and speechless the entire time.
...And plotting fic. Just saying. ^_^
Yeah, I had a feeling that that scene had always been there and I'd just never noticed. And mostly Steel did bury his face against Caryn, but I did catch him staring forlornly at least twice. Willllllllllll. Gaviiiiiiiiiiiin. *_*
Steel is definitely not an equal opportunity humper. He humps Claude and Claude only. (And... now I've pointed that out, I kind of want to work on that #7 fic... because all of this would be perfect, OMG. O_o;;;)
HE DOES.
And... this could have been more coherent and all, but I am very sleepy. Knew I should have waited until tomorrow to respond. O_o;;;
Edit: OMG, I forgot. There were even more almost-kisses between the two of them than I'd noticed before. Love. Lovelovelove. ^_^
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Date: 2011-04-17 04:29 am (UTC)But like you said, it's much more than just that.
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Date: 2011-04-17 01:00 pm (UTC)I think what bothered me so much was that she was so caught up in being defensive about the military (her entire family is a military family: her brother and two nephews as well as her husband) that she completely missed that there was so much more going on on that stage than "anti-military propaganda". And she followed it up by saying that she wouldn't let her 6 year old see it until she was 48 -- not because of the nudity, but because of the liberal, anti-military message. *twitch* To which I could only think, "You're so afraid of allowing her to see other points of view in action that you'd keep her away from such a 'liberal' show until you had her so thoroughly brainwashed that she'd never see it for what it really is?" That left me a little speechless because I really didn't expect it of her. :(
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Date: 2011-04-17 11:13 pm (UTC)CUTE OLD LADIES!!! XD
You never noticed that Berger line? XD
In here he says:
"Oh, ursinho, tá com tesão? Vamos lá pra combi."
Translating...
"Oh, little bear, you're horny? Let's go to the kombi." =P
And I don't know if I laugh or cry... all because of my little Claude angsting while that happens >.<
I went this weekend, and got to get pics with the actors. I posted them on my livejournal of course XDDD
Wednesday I'm going to buy the ticket for the last day! Oh my >.
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Date: 2011-04-17 11:14 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2011-04-18 01:38 am (UTC)They were so adorable, OMG! XD
And awesome for you! ^_^ I will go check out the pictures. ^_^ So glad you got to see them again!
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Date: 2011-05-11 09:04 pm (UTC)Signed,
your shadow collaborator on the top secret project ;)
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Date: 2011-05-11 09:11 pm (UTC)The real shame of it is that the six year old probably would have understood it way more than her mother did. She's awfully bright and tends to see right through all the crap to the heart of an issue. *sigh* Unfortunately, that's not a call I can make. That's up to her mother. So, I'll have to wait until she's significantly older and I can embarrass her by being the 60 year-old that drags her to see the next revival of Hair. ;)