R e a l i t y F i s h

For this I blame The Chef entirely, because now I can’t get the fucking thing out of my head.

Once upon a time, I was deeply, deeply into Broadway musicals. This led to The Time In Drama, of which I may or may not speak at a later date. I don’t listen too much to showtunes anymore, mostly because my collection is largely based around the tastes of the angsty fifteen year old I once was, and it’s not healthy to listen to that much Andrew Lloyd Webber on a regular basis.

I’ve started going through my songs recently, however, because the annual cabaret is coming up, and The Wookiee will need something to sing with his brother, The Ewok. They’ve already done Agony from Into the Woods, and clever male duets are kind of hard to come up with beyond that. I’m gunning for Dirty Rotten Number form Dirty Rotten Scoundrels, but we’ll have to see, I suppose. And did you know that Schadenfreude is NOT in the Avenue Q piano book? What is this world coming to?

If anyone has any suggestions, by all means, post them here. I’m at a bit of a loss.