Give the Show a Disembodied Hand

Went to see Evil Dead: The Musical last night, and it has restored my faith in musicals. In my humble opinion, zombies and lots of fake blood would improve any musical. Take The Sound of Music, for instance.

Reading III: This Time It's Musical

I went to yet another reading tonight. That’s right, for those of you keeping count at home, that’s three readings in a row. Three. That’s more times than I’ve seen movies in a movie theater in months. Now, I’m just depressing myself.

This go-around was not so exciting, but Jenny Offill did read an excellent essay from a music blog about motherhood and songs about space and Rite Aid. Here just read it for yourselves, you lazy bastards.