varying degrees of light

I howled, laughed and cheered tonight. None of us this is alien to me, you know this, but I had a lot of fun at T/X tonight. And why not? Magic, dance, mixed storytelling, music, music, music, music and a fair amount of electric guitars. It was difficult to keep from comparing it all to that one T/X when we were juniors at Unity, and we went to the auditorium when it was packed, bulging at the seams and EVERYONE was howling, laughing and cheering on their feet. Again, why not? Events like T/X are for people to come be thrilled and have a good time. Just for example, Ephron and Wendy gave a raw, intimate and lovely performance that relied, I think, on the minimalism style of performance - minimal spotlights, two microphones.
But remember that one performance of White Snake's Here I Go Again ? Dozens of people flying all over the stage, color streaming out of them, the audience up on their feet, gaping with their eyes blasted open as if fireworks were exploding in the skies, and LOUD MUSIC. It's a different memory than what happened tonight.
This year's T/X was a lot of fun and my voice will be gravely for the rest of the week but YOU KNOW HOW IT GOES, reader. You watch a performance and cheer, howl, laugh and refrain from screaming out, "Yeah! Fuckin' right!" and you imagine a light show, interpretive dancers, people shakin' their asses in the pews (a blasphemous thought, I know) and you think about how much fun that would be. Theatrics, man; I wanted a show tonight.

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Another response to Slumdog Millionaire.
http://www.newsweek.com/id/185798