Point me to the mic

So "The Wild Party" is one of my favorite musicals of all time. I mean, if someone asked me I'd probably have to say that "Les Mis" is my *favorite*, but there's just something about this one that I adore. So much of it is exactly what musical theater is supposed to be - people with huge voices and characters with huge personalities who can just belt it out for a whole show. I would've loved to be able to play in the pit for this musical. Hell, I'd just love to see it somewhere.

Happy Place

I don't know about you, but I liked Cordelia from the beginning.

Hang On

I'm sure some people are really pissed because I've only posted clips from the female singers from my new collection. Not everyone. But some people. So I guess I'll put this up since the list was probably 50/50 and I've started to delve into the other half.

It kind of reminds me of the Kinks. Anyone else get that feeling?

Oh and also, for anyone who's interested in the PW's new cookbook, here's a fun review that's making me even more excited for it!

In case you haven't noticed

I have a slight crush on Neil Gaiman. Slight.

And, as such, I am currently reading Neverwhere. Again.

But I'm feeling restless. Literarily.

Which is weird because I just went to the library and got these:

And I've started (but not finished) these:

And people have gifted me these to read:

I feel like I'm having a literary freak-out. I can't finish anything. I mean, I can't even start reading Dan Brown's new book. My mom and I waited for his book to come out for years. I find myself laying in my bed and looking over at the shelf and just pulling down anything; usually, whatever my eye hits first.

A couple of days ago I actually read a whole scene from "A Streetcar Named Desire" just because the T section of my bookshelf is about eye-level when my head is on the pillow. And then when it's something that I start to get into (such as the aforementioned "Neverwhere") I fall asleep almost instantly. I mean, that's not so unusual. In high school, I used to wake up in the morning in these really awkward positions with my glasses on and my face pressed against a book.

But still, it's a little bizarre that it happens so often and quickly. I'm not really sure what I can do to get me out of this funk. As you can see, I don't have a shortage of genres. Maybe I'll just have to wait it out.

The XX

Continuing the trend...

now can someone please tell me where I've heard this chick's voice before??

Lay Low

Because I want to keep posting some of the audio from the stuff I just got...

That made me think of

My previous post forced me into a tangent that I will (unfortunately) have to indulge.

No One Said This Would Be Easy

Continuing on my aural journey, here's a clip from The Postmarks' 2009 album, "Memoirs at the End of the World". This song makes me feel like a spy. Or this.

Or this:

Dying Day, live

Anna's Diary