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I went to see this a fortnight ago in London. The short version: I really, really loved it; the dancing and staging are both amazing; the music has been taking over my brain nearly as much as a certain other musical by Lin-Manuel Miranda; I will definitely be going to see it again in the next few months. (If you want to come see it with me, let me know; it's taking bookings until 8th January)

long version, lots of enthusiastic babble )

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Have a trio of musical videos on a Lin-Manuel Miranda theme:

"Alexander Hamilton" (opening track to the musical Hamilton) in American Sign Language: absolutely riveting, brilliant use of rhythm, I accidentally fell down a rabbithole of ASL-signed Hamilton tracks of varying skill and production quality after this.  If only I understood ASL, or even BSL (funnily enough searching for BSL-signed Hamilton stuff gets me nowhere, I don't think there's a big enough fanbase here yet). 

"What the Heck I Gotta Do" - opening track to 21 Chump Street: a 14-minute musical about an undercover drugs officer and the high school student who fell in love with her.  The full video used to be on youtube and vimeo but I failed to find it again; also the cast album is available from the usual digital marketplaces.  It's ridiculously earwormy,, which means I find myself singing songs ALL DAY LONG that remind me how much I disagree with the War on Drugs, and I'm Not Doing Politics for at least another year, damnit.

"Usnavi's KX rap" - a promotional video for In The Heights at the King's Cross Theatre, which I saw last Saturday and will write more about when this dratted essay is done.  (Short version: I really, really liked it, and that video gives you something of a feel for it.)

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I managed to take N to nursery by bike 4 out of 5 days this week. On Friday, we were running later than usual, and I had a nutrition course to get to at the Maggie's Wallace centre at the hospital at 10. There was no way I would get there on time by bus, so I was slightly courageous and cycled it. I went very slowly when compared to Before Cancer, and got very wet but I had time on arrival to change clothes and tweet a humblebrag before the course started.

I got home again in the afternoon without major incident, though I was very tired, and I spent a good part of Saturday afternoon in bed resting. This left me in good shape to cycle up to Girton for Matthew's singstar party which was most excellent fun. Cycling home about 1am was rather lovely - I pointed the bike homeward and didn't rush, and it was well above freezing so I didn't even need gloves.

The only downside was that the cycle ride woke me back up without wearing me out enough to sleep, so I accidentally started looking up Hamilton videos on YouTube following [livejournal.com profile] siderea's very helpful review explaining what all the fuss is about. The official cast recording isn't available on YouTube from the UK (sigh) but enough unofficial videos were available to convince me to buy the cast recording. I got as far as The Room Where It Happens before turning it off so I might actually sleep. (Actually, for other UK people, the video of Lin-Manuel Miranda performing the opening song at the White House in 2009 is available and that pretty nearly sold me all by itself.)

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My ticket to Acoustic Roots arrived this week.

Way back when, I had a few years in a row of attending music festivals with assorted lovely people (including but not limited to: my Dad, MBM, [livejournal.com profile] atreic , [livejournal.com profile] emperor , [livejournal.com profile] antinomy , [livejournal.com profile] arnhem ) but fell out of the habit when running around after a small mobile Charles got less fun. (For me.  I think he liked it.)

But Show of Hands are playing at Acoustic Roots, and I have a chance to meet up with [personal profile] jae (who I first DW-followed because of our mutual liking for the band), and I found a cheap Travelodge room for the night not far away, and so I am GOING to live music for the first time in ages.  (I am also spending a whole night by myself in said room, also for the first time in ages, and nearly as happy about that.)

These days Charles is a lot easier to look after, so I am also eying up Ely Folk Festival as something we can day-commute to by public transport and see if it's his sort of thing.   Cambridge Folk Festival is obviously closer but a lot more expensive and almost certainly a lot more crowded.
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Because Tony introduced him to it at a tender age, Charles is a keen player of Angry Birds.

Because Angry Birds: Transformers exists, Charles has got into Transformers.  We have worked through series 1 of the 1980s cartoon and are now working through Transformers: Prime, which seems to be considerably better than both the series of my childhood and the Michael Bay films. 

Because YouTube exists, Charles has discovered Transformers Prime fanvids.

Because of two particular fanvids, I went shopping for music today at Charles's request.  Yes, I could have been boring and just got the two specific tracks, but I thought it would be more fun for both of us to get compilation albums with "more like this", as I like both the tracks concerned.

While I was shopping, I discovered the musical subgenre that is club workout mix albums, and could not resist adding Ministry of Sound Running Trax 2014 to my purchases. Partly out of sheer delight that such a thing exists.
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I enjoyed reading Andrew Rilstone's review of Show of Hands at the Bristol Folk Festival, and it reminded me that I'm seeing Show of Hands with Miranda Sykes tonight (TONIGHT) at the Junction.

I don't think it can possibly be as awesome as the Bristol gig, but I'm really looking forward to dancing my feet off to great music.
rmc28: (babysitter)
Show of Hands with Miranda Sykes have a "standing room only" gig at the Junction on Friday 13th May. It's a bit pricy but it's music I love, it's not a schoolnight and Tony will cover childcare, so I'm going. If anyone wants to join me, it'd be fab.
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Gloriously sunny weather, lots of open space, a widespread tolerance of children being children that startled me (unused as I am to 'family-oriented activities', see rants passim), really good quality, variety and value-for-money food and drink, enough shade, portaloos mostly bearable, showers a godsend. Lovely mellow time with [livejournal.com profile] arnhem & L, [livejournal.com profile] emperor & [livejournal.com profile] atreic, and occasionally my father and members of my stepfamily.

Oh yeah, and good music too. I went primarily to see Show of Hands, on Friday night, who were utterly brilliant. The Peter Gabriel cover was the 'low' point, but the new song Keys of Canterbury made me shiver. Also I nearly cried during The Dive, because it's about a son nearly dying, and Steve Knightley made reference to his own sick son and I cuddled my own sleeping son and blinked away the tears as I danced.

I was nearly hoarse by the end of that set singing along. I listened to quite a lot of Little Feat who followed, but by then Charles was fairly deeply asleep and I had the wrong sling for carrying him long-term asleep. So I took him up to the tent to sleep, and then he did the clingy-baby routine and I couldn't face faffing back down again, so I listened to the Peatbog Faeries from the tent.

Saturday and Sunday were rather more disorganised, following unstoppable toddler from stage to stage and band to band. I heard lots of good music - if anything I did better finding "stuff I like" in Stage 3 than Stage 1 - but none for very long :)

I nearly got dehydrated on Saturday but recovered; on Sunday I was much better at drinking water and sticking to the shade where possible, despite being more on-my-own than the previous day ([livejournal.com profile] emperor & [livejournal.com profile] atreic having left; [livejournal.com profile] arnhem & L doing family things). On Sunday evening, it started pouring just as we were thinking about going to get food and listen to more music, and eventually [livejournal.com profile] arnhem and I agreed to just pack up and come home before several hundred people had driven through the mud and we'd had a night under rain-on-canvas after not really hearing any more music anyway.

The drive itself was very straightforward, and Charles slept the whole way bar a couple of intervals of vague complaint dissolving back to sleep again. OH HOW NICE it was to sleep on a proper bed - I have bruises on both hips from sleeping on the floor of the tent.

The tent is now on the line drying out, a load of laundry is in the washing machine and I have an unexpected day at home with Charles, rather than a day slogging home by train (or car).
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Sunday 25th November, doors 7pm/music 8pm, all seated.
http://www.myspace.com/karinepolwart for a taste of what she does: folky singer-songwriter, very beautiful and thoughtful stuff.

Not Tony's thing at all, so I have a babysitter. I'll probably order tickets sometime next week, so if you want me to get you one as well, let me know.
rmc28: (silly)
Mitch Benn has this must-hear rock-opera adaptation of the children's classic on his Myspace site for play/download at the moment.


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