Living dressily from Thessaly to Sicily

[sovay]

Stephen Sondheim has died; please fire this decade. I was singing him last night.

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[minoanmiss]

Now the entire company!

[COMPANY]
Something familiar
Something peculiar
Something for everyone:
A comedy tonight!

Something that's gaudy
Something that's bawdy--
Something for everybody!
Comedy tonight!

[SENEX]
Nothing that's grim
[DOMINA]
Nothing that's Greek

[PSEDOLUS]
She plays Medea later this week

[COMPANY]
Stunning surprises!
Cunning disguises!
Hundreds of actors out of sight!
Pantaloons and tunics!
Courtesans and eunuchs!
Funerals and chases!
Baritones and basses!
Panderers!
Philanderers!
Cupidity!
Timidity!
Mistakes!
Fakes!
Rhymes!
Mimes!
Tumblers!
Grumblers!
Bumblers!
Fumblers!

No royal curse, no Trojan horse
And a happy ending, of course!
Goodness and badness
Man in his madness
This time it all turns out all right!
Tragedy tomorrow
Comedy tonight!
One, two, three!

[sovay]

She plays Medea later this week

One of the lines in regular household rotation!

*hugs*

[minoanmiss]

*hugs you back a lot*

The actual song I sang over and over again when I was twelve was "America". Both sides. I heard that argument between the adults in my life all the time, and here it was in a musical. I saw being an immigrant, saw my home community, in the song. And it led me on to so many other discoveries.

Thank you, Mr. Sondheim. For the music, for the poetry, for all the possibilities.

[sovay]

Thank you, Mr. Sondheim. For the music, for the poetry, for all the possibilities.

I am glad he made music you could see yourself in, and beyond.

[mrissa]

We literally respond to "[ANYTHING AT ALL] tomorrow" with "comedy tonight" in this house.

I mean, it usually has the virtue of being true, but....