Cosplay Corner: WORK!

Hey all, Renn Faire got bumped again. (I was able to take pictures this time, but, well, something came up.)

What did happen this week was that I saw Hamilton. So, I decide to pay tribute to it via my closet cosplay this week, and…because of Lora, I’ve very much felt the need to up my game.

I decided the Schuyler sisters were the best way to go, so let’s start.

Angelica Schuyler


This is what I wore on Tuesday to the show. So, I went with a black flippy skirt, a pink tank top with some macrame on top.

I decided to do some focus on jewelry for these in a big way. Angelica got some Tory Burch style earrings (You just know that the Schuyler sisters would be preps.)  and a necklace that was a gift from my friend Cha that says, “Nothing is impossible to a determined woman.”


I wore my riding boots (again prep!) because they also look straight out of the Hamilton costume closet.

Eliza Schuyler


Eliza felt the need to be softer and a little more traditional than Angelica. So, I went with a breezy blue crop top and my pencil skirt, super feminine and very sweet. I also did combat boots though, because she’s sweet but also tough as nails.

Eliza’s jewelry is my oversized pearl earrings and a small necklace with a blue stone and pendant that says “ma soeur” (my sister in French) that my sister got me for Christmas a few years ago.


Peggy Schuyler


Peggy’s the yellow one! Anyway, for Peggy I wore a yellow peasant top and jeans and my frye boots. Again, I’m pushing the prep factor.

Peggy’s jewelry is a pair of stone set earrings and a blue a yellow colored glass pendant that my uncles gave me for Christmas one year and a yellow wooden bangle.

Anyway, that’s what I did this week. I had a lot of fun with it.

 

The Room Where It Happens

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So, nearly a year exactly (give or take a few days) since I first sat in my office and listened in awe to the Hamilton original Broadway cast album, I found myself sitting a seat in the Richard Rodgers Theater, sipping on a “Dueling Sangria” (I got the white, Mom got the red…) inhaling sharply as Brandon Victor Dixon ran onstage and began to recite Alexander Hamilton’s life story.

A million thoughts crossed my mind.

“Oh God, I’m finally here!”

“I can’t believe I missed the OBC.”

“That doesn’t really matter. You’re here, live in this moment.”

“What if it doesn’t live up to what’s in my head?”

“What if I’ve been hyping this up for a year and my family doesn’t like it?”

By the time Javier Munoz declared that there were “a million things he hadn’t done,” that was long gone. I was entranced. To crib from an early review, “yes, it really is that good.”

I was really excited to see Mandy Gonzales as Angelica. I was lucky enough to see her as Nina in the original cast of In The Heights, and a few years back, when I took my cousin Bobby to see Wicked, she was our Elphaba. She killed as Angelica as well. Honestly, I don’t want to single out any single cast members, the show is so thoroughly an ensemble piece.

I do want to talk about costume design. HOLY SHIT DO I LOVE EVERYTHING ABOUT THE COSTUME DESIGN OF THIS SHOW. I mean, it helps that I was raised by a costume designer, but I love the whites on the ensemble, I love that each character gets their own color scheme, I love that the duels are fought in black cloaks. I love that James Madison is wearing a prototypical Confederate uniform. (The rise of The Confederacy can be linked almost directly to the rivalry personified by Hamilton and the Southern Mother Fuckin’ Democratic Republicans!) It’s all fantastic.

The staging isn’t revolutionary, which is actually preferable. There’s enough revolutionary about this show, the music, the casting, that a straightforward (though still incredible) staging grounds the show in the musical theater tradition, in a bigger way even than the many theatrical references in the libretto do. (Easy call outs, Burr stating that, “You’ve got to be carefully taught,” from South Pacific, Hamilton stating that “nobody needs to know” about his relationship with Maria Reynolds, from The Last 5 Years, the best cheating song ever written, and of course Hamilton calling out “Sit down John,” as a criticism to John Adams.)

I cried, a lot, though not as much or as hard as I thought I might. It’s hard not to get choked up during “It’s Quiet Uptown,” but I also found myself swelling with pride and unable to stop the tears during “One Last Time.” If nothing else this is a deeply patriotic show. Lin-Manuel Miranda clearly loves this country deeply, and it comes across beautifully.

I could keep gushing, (honestly, I could!), but I think Joe’s comment at intermission is the best think that could describe the show, “I just want to stay in my seat and wait for them to do the whole show again.”

Cosplay Corner: Give My Regards To Old Broadway!

Because the Tonys I decided to focus this week on Broadway Cosplays! (Hooray!)

Con Ready Cosplays

I don’t have any strictly Broadway cosplays (I threaten to do Galinda every year and always wind up backing off)

But I do have Belle and Beauty And The Beast was a Broadway show. So we’ll talk about that.


This was the simplest costume ever (except maybe Captain America…), I owned the blue dress as a 50’s costume for years, and the white long sleeved shirt is from my Princess Leia costume from last year. I bought the apron on Amazon, threw on a pair of black flats, tied my hair back and voila! Belle! (If you’re interested in Kristi’s Jedi Sleeping Beauty costume, check out her great post about it!)

Closet Cosplay

I had a lot of fun with these this week. Thinking of shows that I love and characters I like and embracing those aesthetics and figuring out what in my wardrobe would work to bring it across.

Eponine – Les Miserables


I wore this on Sunday for the Tonys, but I didn’t actually wear the whole thing because it was too hot to wear the coat and hat. BUT I know that I can do that for colder weather.

Les Mis is my favorite musical ever and Eponine is my favorite character in it. So it’s nice that approximating her look is so freaking simple.

Anyway, the outfit is simple, jeans, a grey tunic, a brown jacket and a cap. Add a distracted forlorn look and you’re a perfect Eponine!

Hamilton


I didn’t zero in on a specific character here, I just wanted to put forward a general feel for the show’s aesthetic as I understand it…having not actually seen the show yet. You know what? That’s OK. I think so at least.

Anyway, the white leggings come from my Princess Leia costume, the riding boots from my life as a preppy girl, and a blue shirt that I’ve always felt looked vaguely historical, an invokes the color of the Patriot Army. I’m all set to be in the room where it happens…

Galinda – Wicked


After Les Mis, comes Wicked when it comes to my favorites. And I’ve related to the character of Galinda/Glinda from the moment I met her.(You know, through the OBC, as played by Kristin Chenoweth)

A simple costume, pink fluffy skirt, white V-neck and pink jewelery! It helps that I’m blonde!

Game of Thrones Winner: “No One”

This week’s winner, is Hamilton!

I’m kidding, and I know I made this same joke on the day after the Tonys last year, but seriously. Hamilton, congratulations, Lin-Manuel and crew. Not that you’re reading this.

Or if you are, um, hi? Call me? Or email me? Can you get me tickets? Anyway…Game of Thrones.

Arya won.

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After getting schooled by The Waif last week, Arya ran to Lady Crane, who, by the way, I just realized looks a lot like Catelyn. That’s got to be on purpose. Anyway, she’s dead now because The Waif killed her and then Arya, cut the lights and delivered The Waif’s face to the temple, and then, in her most winningest moment ever said, “A Girl’s name is Arya Stark. And it’s time for me to go home.”

Many years ago, my friend Mouse and I decided that the ending of Game of Thrones/A Song of Ice And Fire we most wanted was “Arya comes back to Westeros and FUCKING KILLS EVERYTHING.” That looks like it’s going to happen now.

Runner Up goes to: Daveed Diggs, Renee Elise Goldsberry and Leslie Odom Jr. Congrats on your Tony wins guys! Renee especially, so glad the world got to see you do Angelica’s rap in “The Schuyler Sisters…”

Nah, for real, the runner up is Missandei, I’ll get into it more below, but she made me so happy this episode.

Missandei And Grey Worm Watch

GUYS! Drunk Misandei! She’s adorable. Missandei’s nerdy joke about translators? Perfect. Grey Worm doing hipster-esque anti humor? INCREDIBLE! Tyrion getting these two to have personalities around him if it kills him? A delight! The look of pure joy and love on Grey Worm’s face when Missandei is giggling at her own joke to the point of snorting? OMG it’s like they read my mind!

Sansa Agency Watch

No Sansa this week, but Brienne pushing The Blackfish, and her meeting with Jaime, all of it being great. And The Blackfish saying “She’s just like Cat,” was heartbreaking and wonderful.

Arya Bad Ass Watch

The scene where she cuts the candle so that she has an advantage over The Waif is insanely badass.

Bran Stark’s Excellent Adventure

No Bran this week.

King Tommen The Adorable

He is trying really hard to screw things up for Cersei, or well, Maergary is probably, because she is the one holding those strings. Tommen has outlawed trial by combat, which means, Cersei is going to have stand before an actual court, which likely will not go well for her.

Kingsmoot

Nothing, no Yara and Theon this week. But the masters showed up, so here’s hoping they get to Mereen soon and save the day. (I would love that.)

 

Something They Can Never Take Away: Hamilton: The Revolution

Welcome to the first post of The Hamilton Reading List.

We begin our exploration with the purest distillation of Hamilton-ness, with Hamilton: The Revolution or as Lin-Manuel Miranda, it’s co-author, and the Internet are calling it #Hamiltome. The book consists of the full libretto of the musical, featuring informative and entertaining footnotes by Miranda. Also featured are a series of analytic and informative essays by Hamilton ally and theatrical critic, Jeremy McCarter.

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One of the first things that I want to discuss is the book itself which is gorgeous. Leather bound, aged pages and full of stunning pictures of the production and back stage and the size of a text book, I was very glad I picked up the physical book rather than read it digitally. It’s worth it.

One of the things that’s been acutely fascinating as Hamilton exploding is how documented this phenomenon has been, thanks to the internet and the relative youth of it’s creators, so between the amazing early leak on NPR of the cast album, the #Ham4Ham shows, the fan art, the endless pairing of lyrics with other forms of media (#Force4Ham and #Parks4Ham being my favorites, of course.), we get a level of engagement that I only could have dreamed of when I was a dreamy twelve year old playing the London Cast Recording of Les Mis on my discman curled up in a corner of my middle school band room.

The Hamiltome chronicles this, as well as the show’s unique evolution from Miranda’s daydream of “The Hamilton Mixtape” initially meant to be a concept album chronicling the life of the ten dollar founding father to the full blown theatrical phenomenon it is. And it is a journey, an excellent and interesting and tortuous one.

What I love about back stage looks in general is that they demystify the magic of theater. There is magic in it, that spark that ignites is real, but before you can get to that spark there’s hundreds of hours punctuated by sweat, tears and a ton of work and The Revolution gives us those moments in often excruciating detail. It would have been easy to keep Hamilton mythic, birthed like Athena, fully formed from the mind of Lin-Manuel Miranda, but that isn’t how theater works, and McCarter makes it clear that Hamilton had many fathers, going in detail about direction and costume design, and set design and choreography and even, bless my heart, what a producer does. (Most people don’t understand this. Hell, I barely understand it and I am a producer.)

The one thing that the book doesn’t get into, or at least not enough, is why this show? I mean as much as you can explore why pop culture phenomenon happen, but I do wonder. We were long overdue for a Broadway block buster and even longer overdue for a mainstream crossover success. Were we primed for it? Young people are hungry for revolution in every generation, but seem particularly vocal about it in the moment. So is that it? Broadway music hasn’t incorporated pop music in a new way since 1996, so is that it? (Well, actually since 2008, but you know, everyone seems determined to ignore In The Heights, so I guess I will too.)

But this is a phenomenon and it’s worth exploring.

Next up on The Hamilton Reading List:

Alexander Hamilton by Ron Chernow which is the book that Miranda read that inspired him to write this musical, which then inspired me to write this series of blog posts. So in a way, I’m also a genius who is changing the face of pop culture.

New Project Plan: Smartening Up Edition

I graduated from college about 5 years ago and in that time I’ve enriched my life in a lot of ways. I’ve made awesome new friends and enriched friendships with old ones. I’ve found new hobbies and interests and figured out my relationships to some new ones.

But intellectually, I feel a lot like I’ve stalled. Part of this blog for me was meant to keep me engaged and analytical and while it definitely has kept me analytical and even opened up analysis for me in different ways…I also feel less academic and intellectual than I used to be.

This felt hugely highlighted this week, as I read through Hamilton: The Revolution, with it’s hard core analysis of this musical I loved so much, and it’s footnotes and glorious stories.  It compared the show to Angels In America and noted it’s multiple literary and theatrical references, as well as enumerating it’s historical facts and foibles.

I was delighted but also felt in over my head.

Then on last night, Crystan and I attended a performance of Richard II at The Brooklyn Academy of Music, starring David Tennant as Richard. It was amazing, but I couldn’t help thinking to myself, “why did it take the presence of a popular television actor to get me off my butt here? I love Shakespeare and find the histories particularly fascinating. There’s no excuse to not just be here…” (This is not to disparage Mr. Tennant’s performance which was incredible. It really was.)

It’s not that I don’t love being able to consume at my own pace rather than an academic one. It’s not that I don’t enjoy overthinking popular culture, it’s just then when I then try to reengage with deeper culture I feel out of my depth, when it used to be what I did all the time.

Anyway all this to say, (Hah! Hamilton reference!) I mentioned yesterday that I’ve got a new project brewing and that is that I’m once again stealing from my hero Jen Lancaster, and I’m spending the rest of 2016 getting myself smarter. (Jen’s project in chronicled in her memoir My Fair Lazy and it is a real contender for my favorite of Jen’s books. It’s hard to pick. I love them all so…) I’m doing it very specifically though…and basing it around some of my obsessions! (YAYYYY!!!)

So, without further adieu I present the very beginning of The Hamilton Reading List and Brush Up Your Shakespeare.

Every month I will read a book about early American history, specifically as relates to Hamilton, I’m currently working through the Ron Chernow biography Alexander Hamilton that started it all as April’s choice. For May, I’m thinking of taking on the actual Federalist Papers, of which I’ve read a few, but not all.

I’m also going to read a Shakespeare play and then watch an adaptation of that play every months. April is Richard II, since I’ve already seen the adaptation. I’m excited about it, hopefully this will kick start my brain a little bit, so I won’t spend all of a Shakespeare performance comparing it to Game of Thrones ever again. (Really, not proud of myself last night guys…like at all. The play was fantastic though, really great.)

So that’s my plan. When I took the semester off my first senior year I did something similar, I made myself read two classic books I’d never read before for every “fun” book I read. When I’ve jump started my brain again I might start that again, but I’m also not train commuting anymore so I have less reading time than I used to and I need to kick start my brain, which is the whole point.

Is Anybody There? 1776, Love and Liberty

Sometimes I talk about parts of culture that are too deep in my soul for me to analyze them much. Star Wars, The Princess Bride, Les Miz…

1776 isn’t quite at that level, but it’s close. Whenever I think about the show as a piece of theater, I first have to parse out years of childhood memories, family lore, inside jokes,(New York abstains…courtesly), and it’s not as fundamentally impossible as others but it’s a lot of work.

Luckily, last night as I sat in New York City Center watching the Encores production of 1776 I didn’t have to because they did the work for me. Stripped down of it’s period trappings, just the amazing play and it’s delightful musical interludes, 1776 is much easier to meditate on.

I say play instead of book, because more than any other musical, the songs in 1776 are supplementary material. They’re great, and I love them, but could be excised almost entirely and you’d still have a fully formed piece and a very good one at that. But it’s the songs that elevate it to great. They’re performed spectacularly here, especially Santino Fontana as John Adams, who’s casting I side eyed. The man is literally Prince Charming, how was he going to play the “obnoxious and disliked” lead here? He did it very well.

Above all else, though, what I love about 1776 is that it’s a love letter to American Ideals, while still managing to be largely human. One of the joys of being a citizen of this very young country is that our history feels like we can touch it, we don’t have to dig far to find it’s core. The human element of that history has yet to be lost, because it was only 250 years ago.

Sometimes the reasoning behind the choices made by the Encores series are painfully transparent in their attempt to grab the zeitgeist. (When I saw Gentlemen Prefer Blondes there with Megan Hilty the year Smash premiered is one instance…) No one is even pretending that the decision to do 1776 wasn’t to highlight it’s similarities to Hamilton, the playbill even featured a lengthy conversation between Lin-Manuel Miranda and original John Adams, William Daniels. And Aless, Jess, Alex and I certainly spent a good portion of our conversation laughing about how we kept waiting for an explicit reference. (There wasn’t one, they played the show straight.)

There always things I remember about musicals I know inside out like this, and things that I forget. I always forget how funny the first act of 1776 is and then in turn, how intense and uncomfortable the second act is. The long scenes discussing the founding fathers complicity in slavery is…unsettling. But important, in the end Ben Franklin points out, they aren’t gods and shouldn’t be remembered as such. They were men, brilliant, visionary men, but men all the same. Men who were flawed, and products of their times and blinded by that at times.

Overall, it was worthwhile to lean back and enjoy this show again, and to sit up and listen to it, to revel in every “Good God,” and shout of “sit down, John.”

Is anybody there? Does anybody care?

Running To Stand Still

Hey everyone! Hope you all had a great New Year’s and that if you’re the resolution type you’ve gotten a good start on yours.

I have a couple but the most important one is that I’m starting running again. In my second senior year I ran nearly everyday and didn’t eat between meals and didn’t drink beer and lost 30 pounds. I’m hoping to do that again, because I actually need to lose 40 pounds to be where I was at that time, but I can live with having 10 more pounds on me than I did when I was 22. Seriously. I’m OK with it.

But I’m running again, every other day I head to Retro Fitness get on a treadmill and run for about 40 minutes (including cooldown.) Now, for me the most important part of running is my playlist, because if it isn’t right I’ll get bored and slow down instinctively. My current running playlist is increasingly epic and completely embarrassing. I should note that I don’t listen to it in this order. I put it on shuffle:

  • Stronger – Britney Spears: Because you know what, I am stronger, than yesterday. It’s nothing but my way. Honestly Britney is great running music because it’s like 30% bass.
  • The Edge of Glory – Lady Gaga: Again with that bass. I am all about it. (Not on the playlist)
  • Roar – Katy Perry: The white girl work out anthem! We require this song to exercise. I also sometimes start punching the air when this comes on. Like I said this is embarrassing.
  • Straight Outta Compton – NWA: Sometimes I’ll be getting ready to quit and go right into cool down because I am very lazy and I’ll hear simply “You are not about to witness the strength of street knowledge.” And I go. I keep going, because I am also a crazy mutha fucka from the streets (I am absolutely not that at all.)
  • Brand New You – The Broadway Cast of 13: This song isn’t even in the show, it was cut and then sung as an encore. But it’s wonderful. And I put it on most playlists because of how much fun it is.
  • American Girl – Tom Petty & The Heartbreakers: Another White Kid motivational song. We like this one. Mostly for driving but it works for running too.
  • The Call – Backstreet Boys: This is their best song and also it just moves, and has no weird slow breakdown like most of their songs, thus making it great for running.
  • No Surrender – Bruce Springsteen: NO RETREAT  BABY!
  • No Apologies – Empire Cast: Uhhh…how did that get here…no just kidding. In case you need to feel motivated ever having Jussie Smollet shout-sing “I’m a loose canon!” will do it. Also, you can just blame it on Tiana!
  • Song For The Lonely – Cher: Look, you’re standing on the edge of nowhere, there’s only one way out and your heart’s gotta go there. I just love this song a lot.
  • The Bitch Is Back – Elton John: Another good come back song. And while I am not “stone cold sober as a matter of fact” all of the other lyrics pertain quite well to me.
  • Ease on Down The Road – Shanice Williams & Elijah Kelley: Oh come on, I’m trying to motivate myself and there are definitely times when I wish I wasn’t born, and I KNOW the Shanice and Elijah version being here instead of Diana and Michael is kind of a terrible blasphemy , but I adore the purity of Shanice’s voice.
  • The Schuyler Sisters – Hamilton: Look, I could probably just run to the Hamilton Cast Album (and when I start doing longer outdoor runs in the spring I have every intention of it) but when I had to choose just one song for the short runs, well, it had to be this one. Among other things it literally reminds you to “work” every third line about.
  • Main Title and Attack On the Jakku Village – John Willaims Star Wars: The Force Awakens: I picked this opening so I can think about Oscar Isaacs being adorable while I run. That is the only reason it isn’t the version from Episode III which is actually the most motivating post opening theme piece.

So that’s what I’m listening too while I run! For now, I’ll be shifting things into and out of the list. I want to keep it at about 50 minutes, which is why “Mercy” by Duffy is already gone (I also just kind of got sick of it.)

And I’m not running for no reason. I’ve decided that the only way to keep myself motivated is to give myself a final goal. And that goal???? I’m doing a RunDisney event either late this year or in 2017. Depending on how my training goes I may go for the full marathon, but I’m more likely to do one of the half marathons or 10ks. Whether I do Disney World or Disneyland will depend on timing. I figured this was a good way to get myself motivated and to get my ass back to Disney! (or to California for the first time ever!)

Things I’m Obsessed With Right Now: You probably guessed it…

Hey all! It’s been a while since I hit on my obsessions so I figure it’s time to check in with them again. You probably know most of them, since me having, like, a life, has been getting in the way of a lot of obsessing these days.

  • The X-Files, but I’ve made that pretty clear. You can read all about that just about once a week. Or week and a half, I guess is a little more accurate. But I love it so much.
  • Speaking of The X-Files, The X-Files Files, I’m about halfway through Kumail’s season 3 coverage and I don’t know what I’m going to do when I’m out of episodes. Right now it’s my only source for new Kumail related content, with all his shows being out of season, and Indoor Kids being on hiatus…dude needs to release a special or something.
  • Jessica Jones. I mean, what? It’s so good. It’s so good I can barely talk about how good it is when people ask me if it’s good. I can just nod vigorously for the most parts. But it’s really, really good.
  • Star Wars: The Force Awakens hype. Even if the movie itself isn’t good, this level of hype is insane. I remember the summer of The Phantom Menace and it was not this big. I’m starting in on movie rewatches next week. Which means another X-Files breather.
  • Hey! Speaking of The Force Awakens, Lin Manuel Miranda wrote the new Cantina Song. Seriously, there is no other perfect intersection between things that have formed my identity than young Broadway composers and Star Wars. Also check out the #Force4Ham. It’s pretty great.
  • Ignoring my building DVR list has become a thing. I’m very obsessed with pretending this doesn’t exist so that I can I watch more X-Files. I’m so close, I’m about halfway through season 7 now. I’ll finish soon and then back to regularly scheduled obsession, I promise!
  • The Martian, I’m reading the book now, and holy cow is it good. It’ll get it’s own post soon.
  • Hamilton is still going strong, although I’m listening to podcasts at work again, so I haven’t listened to it in like a week. This is likely to change.
  • How awesome I look in my new wig for my pending Jessica Jones cosplay!
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I look hot right?

  • New York Wintercon! I’ll be hitting it on Saturday and Sunday. I’m excited to get to a con again, and even more excited to premiere my new Wonder Girl (Young Justice edition, natch) cosplay!
  • Captain America: Civil War trailer, and weird fan art of Tony crying that Aless has been sending me.
  • Other stuff that I can’t think of, because I’m too busy watching X-Files and squeeing over LIN WRITING A SONG FOR STAR WARS!!!!!!

That Would Be Enough

I remember sitting in the theater and watching In The Heights.

I remember loving it.

I remember being blown away by the talent and charisma of it’s star and creator.

I remember realizing that it was like nothing I’d ever seen before and yet so familiar I couldn’t deny it.

I remember it’s connections to my family, the generation of immigrants before the generation who’s stories it told. I remember thinking about circles and cycles and New York and home.

I remember thinking, “this will change everything.” Pop music had been on Broadway for decades. But the pop music on Broadway didn’t sound like the pop music on the radio anymore, if it ever had.

I remember a few years later, when this man came to us again with something that could barely shine. I remember when someone else tried to bring hip hop to Broadway and everyone ignored it and it went away faster than you could realize it was there.

I remember being sad about it. I had thought that the game would change and instead we got a Les Mis revival.

I remember arguing with friends about him. I remember insisting that he was a genius, that he needed to be more famous.

“Of course, ‘Let It Go’ is important, but…”

“The Book of Mormon is great, I’m sure, but…”

“Yeah, we need to preserve our history, and I’m glad The King And I is here, but…”

I remember conversations with my sister, talking about not seeing in teenagers, even artsy ones, we encountered the fervor for this scene and music that we’d had.

“We need a new Rent,” she’d say, “a new Wicked, a new something that speaks to people on a wider popular level.”

Then we started hearing what he was working on.

I remember talking in hushed tones about “that presidential rap musical.” I remember wondering aloud if it would work. Or was this man a one hit wonder?

I remember the rumblings from The Public Theater when it premiered. I remember hearing and reading the word “masterpiece” over and over again. I remember hearing about impossible to get tickets, and color blind casting of historical figures and a move uptown to Broadway delayed.

I remember a month ago seeing Something Rotten! and Mary and I loving it. I remember looking at each other and sighing, “It’s great but, it’s not the one.”

“No,” I said, “but I think Hamilton might be.” She rolled her eyes. Considering she’s the one who sold me on In The Heights I was surprised.

“Just because you want him to change musical theater entirely, doesn’t mean that he will,” she said. “Hamilton is going to be too intellectual and weird. Too idiosyncratic. If In The Heights couldn’t be that show for Lin, it won’t be Hamilton.”

Still, I was sure that it had to be something really special. I was waiting for a chance to see it. I was waiting for a cast album. I wanted a piece of it to prove that my faith hadn’t been misplaced.

And I got it on Friday.

Lin Manuel Miranda has created something amazing. I don’t know about the show itself, I still haven’t seen it. But the album.

Wow.

This isn’t In The Heights.

In the Heights took hip hop and blended it with traditional Broadway, which made it interesting. This is something completely new. This is a hip hop and pop opera. This is rap battles between Alexander Hamilton and Thomas Jefferson. This is the radio ready “My Shot.” This is framing King George as an abusive and oblivious boyfriend to the US.  This was worth waiting almost a decade for.

Hamilton will save us. Hamilton will remind us that this is a medium that is alive and growing. That it’s a medium that can absorb what’s happening around it and evolve and survive. It did it before. It did it when Rock and Roll showed up and pushed it to the side. It did it when Hollywood decide it was no longer a sustainable investment, so it didn’t have to cater to the tastes of a wider world and it could speak a more sophisticated language. It did it when families came back to it’s thoroughfare. It did it when a new generation of divas was born from that time.

It will do it again. Hamilton is the first shot in a new revolution. It’s a reminder that musical theatre isn’t old, isn’t out of touch, or doesn’t have to be.

I’ve been saying for months that I was pretty sure that Hamilton would be the one.

Now that I’ve heard this incredible musical, I know that Hamilton is the one. Or at least it should be.