Bird Watching

Posting from work again. We've got two little chickadees in the building. That's not a metaphor. There are little birds flying from rafter to rafter and singing. I think it's nice. My team lead is worried about getting pooped on. Muggles.

Last night, we went to see Big Love, starring Hilary Gonzales, Adam Hirt, and a bunch of people I don't know. The show was wonderful. In the show there was dancing, singing, stunts, and bloody murder. One of the stunts went a little awry. The premise of the show is that 50 brides, who are all sisters, flee from their home in Greece on their wedding day. Their 50 grooms follow them to Italy. The grooms are airlifted in and repel down to the terrace of the home where the brides are seeking refuge. One of the groom's repelling line didn't come down as far as it should have and he ended up dropping about 7 feet to the stage. He wasn't hurt and the show went on, but it made the scene even tenser than it should have been. The music in the show was wonderful, Dr. Ewert said he would burn me a copy of the soundtrack.

I liked the script Dr. Ewert chose, it was a little out here, as all of Dr. Ewert's choices are, but it had a good message about whether we accept the world as it is and live in it as best we can, or whether we reject the messed up world that is presented to us and try to change it. And how far are we ultimately willing to go to change it? And at the end of the show, love is declared to be the highest law. There were two scenes in the play where I felt like power was raised in the theater. The first is a scene where they are preparing for the wedding, bringing in the cake and presents, and one of the house guests, an Italian lothario named Leo and his friend, are encouraging the brides to embrace life and take a chance at finding love. They dance and circle around the stage, and the music is very up tempo. The energy was very raucous and joyous, and at the same time, made you feel like drinking wine in the late afternoon, with the warm sun toasting your body. It felt like energy to invoke Pan or Bacchus. During a scene just before the end of the play, the energy is darker, and distinctly female. It made you want to rise up and take vengeance. This energy felt like it would invoke, Kali, the Morrigan, Maat or the Cailleach.

I'm at work and I've already spent more time on this than I meant to. I plan to see the show again on Sunday. Merry Part and Blessed Be!