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Friday, August 01, 2008

One Wicked Good Night

Oh. My. Word. Guess who we just met! Cliffton Hall, Deedee Magno Hall, Donna Vivino and Myra Lucretia Taylor. Not impressed? You should be because that’s Fiyero, Nessarose, Elphaba and Madame Morrible! Woo Hoo!

Let me start from the beginning of our wonderful Wicked evening: Amy and I met our friend Cindy for dinner then the three of us drove over to the Wharton Center to meet my friend Marty and her three nieces, Emily, Julia and Megan, friends of Amy’s. We got there in plenty of time, found our seats (Row U, center – we had a great view of everything and thankfully no tall people sat in front of us) and enjoyed a fabulous evening of Wicked. I didn’t think it could get any better. I was wrong!

I parked near the stage door again, and this time I figured out how to walk around the parking deck to the stage door. Just as we were scooting around the corner we spotted the Halls talking with a family and signing autographs. Amy and Emily went nuts. I tried to calm them down (which was a switch for me because I have been known to be quite the groupie) and they got their acts together enough to ask for an autograph and pose for a picture.



The Halls were gracious and seemed completely unfazed by the two girls swooning at them. All I could think was, “This must be how my mother felt at all those Amy Grant concerts…”

We then got to meet Vivino, the standby for Elphaba. I couldn’t believe she was the standby – she was phenomenal. Crazy good. She still had a bit of her green face paint smeared at her hairline. The girls thought that was great.



Then came Taylor. She looked nothing like Madame Morrible – I know she wears a wig and outrageous costumes but I thought I’d recognize her a little. No way. She was so short! She seemed pleased that such young girls were interested in the theater, and signed their Playbills willingly.


I’m not sure (and Amy will never tell me), but I think I may have earned some cool Mom points by finding the way to the stage door. I will take those points any time I can get them, even if I’m not supposed to know I have them.

As I tucked Amy in a few minutes ago she was still floating. It was a wonderful night for her and a wonderful night for us. I could us a few more nights like that. But for now, I am content to thank God for graciously giving us a completely conflict-free, fun time together.


Monday, July 21, 2008

Wicked Good Fun

We saw Wicked last night with our friends Jill and Randy and their two girls. I was afraid I’d oversold it – even after a gazillion listens I am still mesmerized by the music and I tend to gush just a bit when talking about the musical. So when Jill and Randy both said they enjoyed it I was thrilled.

We ran into friends of Amy’s there so that was fun for my little social butterfly. I love the friend’s mom who is just so darn cool. Turns out MG and her clan were parked right by us so we all walked out together.

Without realizing it, we’d parked just steps away from the stage door. We were separated from the door by fencing that surrounded the parking deck but we had a clear view of the doorway so when Cliffton Hall (Fiyero) and DeeDee Magno Hall (Nessarose) stepped out you would have thought we’d all lost our minds. We’re clapping and yelling and whistling; I had major flashbacks to the 80’s and all the Amy Grant concerts I went to.

They were talking with someone on the other side of the fence but when they finished their conversation they walked over to us and gave the best high fives they could through the chain link fence. I was excited because Hall is my all-time favorite Fiyero and I adore his wife Magno Hall as Nessarose. And there’s just something sweet about them performing together.

We waited around to see if anyone else from the cast might walk through the door but no one did. I did not care one little bit; I got to see Fiyero up close. And besides, now I know where the stage door is so when Amy and I go back next week we’ll know where to park…