It feels strange listening to the opening chords of Seasons of Love on the Clav in our small and cozy music room at Lasalle. I had half the show choir around, only one of which I had ever sung the piece with before. But the familiar power of those first two chords shook me the same way as ever, and differently as they ever have. Each time I listen
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Fritz was right. Tonight was perfect. I didn't go out looking for a great, perfect night, but it came to be anyways. Nothing at all expected, and nothing really unusual, but the perfectly balanced, harmonied, and laugh filled night
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I'm listening to my latest musicals ... again. Not a surprise when anyone considers who I am. Musicals are my life at the moment, and have been for a long time. No matter what I know I'll always feel a connection to music, perhaps the strongest constant in my life. More than half of my normal day is music and that is the joy of my life. The rest is
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