That awkward moment when listening to the new Forbidden Broadway album and co-workers keep asking, “What’s so funny?”
Hearing your favorite part of a score that you’ve listened to a thousand times.
Having a drunken argument about the “best” Broadway composer.
That moment when your brain is fried after a 10 hour Q2Q and you start talking in single word sentences.
Dimming the lights in honor of a great one passing. RIP Elaine Stritch.
I’ll drink to that.
That praise worthy feeling of purchasing tickets to see a show
What I imagine Fantine says after singing I Dreamed a Dream.
When I see talented performers, I instantly want them to be my BFFs.
That blissful moment when the cast goes drinking
Presented without comment.
Doing a show with children is the best birth control.
Jazz Hands, the answer to life the universe and everything.
That feeling when your staging consists entirely of standing in the background.
Being asked to audition for a theater that is two hours away.