On Broadway, With My Mother


This weekend marks the resurrection of a former tradition, and I’m taking my Mom to New York to see ‘Kinky Boots’ and ‘Pippin’. (Okay, she’s providing the hotel and train tix – because Broadway musicals are expensive!) I’m looking forward to it, as it’s been a while since I had some one-on-one time with my Mom. I’m also psyched about these shows, as ‘Kinky Boots’ just won the Tony Award for Best Musical and ‘Pippin’ just won for Best Revival of a Musical. (I picked these a few weeks ago on a hunch. I wish I’d played the lottery instead.)

Last week in Boston I purchased the ‘Kinky Boots’ soundtrack for the ride home, and whether it was the way music on a Sunday morning ride sounds more moving, or my malleable mood, I listened from beginning to end and teared up in more than a few spots from the melody and words. ‘Soul of a Man’ and ‘Not My Father’s Son’ alone should wring emotion from the driest emotional wells. (It turns out I have a reserve after all.)

I know less about ‘Pippin’, but it’s gotten very good reviews, and visually it looks stunning. Give me a circus theme and I’m generally a happy boy. The fact that the music was written by the same gentleman who wrote ‘Wicked’ also bodes well (Stephen Schwartz).

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