I know that the theater isn’t for everyone; musicals are even more polarizing. However, I must say that there are times when a musical number just simply establish the mood of the moment better than mere words can. Look at the popularity of the TV show Glee (the first season anyways) or the rise in ratings when Grey’s Anatomy went melodious.
I have read the novel, Wicked by Gregory Maguire; back in college in the Stone Ages. I truly appreciated Maguire’s writing style: a review I recently read said it best, “gritty, descriptive without being flowery.” I did not realize until last night the plethora of novels that have been written in the “Wizard of Oz” genre. I’ll be adding those to my personal library as well.
Yesterday, I was able to cash in my 30th birthday gift from/with Dear Hubby. It’s been a long time since I’ve donned a dress and heels, and the musical “Wicked” was just the excuse I had been looking for.
Before the production began, Dear Hubby and I had a glass of wine and Caesar salads at the Opera House Cafe. It was filled to the rafters with eager mother-daughter duos, school field trippers, and other couples who were seeking
brownie points an afternoon on the town during the holidays.
The Detroit Opera House was absolutely stunning! It was my first time there, and I couldn’t help but be enthralled by the intricate designs on the walls, ceilings, and balcony.
Once we entered the theater, my eyes were immediately drawn to the stage by blinking, glittering green lights.
Once the lights dimmed, I was mesmerized by the theatrics and whimsical lyrics to the soundtrack of the play. The actors and actresses did an amazing job! The first act flew by and before I knew it, Dear Hubby was munching on popcorn during intermission. I spent my fifteen minutes daydreaming about what souvenir I would want to purchase to remember this special day.
The second act was even more dazzling than the first. My overall impression of the play, “Wicked” is that I would highly recommend it to anyone who enjoys the theater. There were no unnecessary musical moments; sometimes you just want to zip through the lyrics and yell out, “Just say it already!” When we got home, I looked up the remainder of the Wicked tour dates, and wouldn’t you know it, the production will be at the Wharton Center on Michigan State’s campus this summer just one day after our second anniversary. Hmmmm.
The final indulgence of the night was a trip to the Traverse City Pie Company for dinner. Dear Hubby and I decided to indulge in a piece of pie. The perfect way to end the day of dramatic means of celebrating the moment.