AND we have a new project runway winner

Only on a Wednesday (I really gotta cut this shit out; I'm starting to sound like a reverse of Garfield's lame Monday obsession).

This glorious day began with a hearty (vegetarian, still) breakfast with my roommate. The matinee I picked this week was "Passing Strange," a musical that got it's start at the Public Theater and was such a hit that it moved to Broadway. And THANK GOD, because it might be my new favorite musical currently running.

First, it had a concept that, while not shouting "oh my god come see this musical RIGHTNOWGODOIT," I found intriguing. It's a pretty simple plot as a whole-- a boy ventures far from home in the all-too-relatable search for "the real." Marsha Norman said it best last week when I snuck into her playwriting class: "Write a good story about the search for home [identity/understanding/love], and you've got GOLD on your hands." I personally stick to the credo: "Write a good story about learning important life lessons from pharmaceutical experiences, and you've got GOLD on your hands."

I honestly can't say that I remember being so simultaneously intellectually and emotionally stimulated by a musical. The narrator, a rockstar named Stew, might be a total genius. Nay, IS a total genius. The music was exuberant and the lyrics were brilliant. I realized partway through that I couldn't just buy the soundtrack. I have got to see this musical again. And I need to start a grassroots campaign to keep it on Broadway long enough for everyone I know to see it too.