The show I watched on Wednesday night was Phantom of the Opera, accompanying some classes who were attending. I got the impression that the students were impressed, and rightly so, given the stellar production values. But it left me cold for some reason. I suppose the fact I've seen it twice before and knew what to expect didn't help. And I've never really bought into the storyline. The first time I saw it I remember thinking that it would have been a good idea if the phantom did away with the good guy instead of the entirely predictable ending we got. The thinking man's musical it isn't.
But the first time round I enjoyed the music, with which I was pretty familiar from recordings owned by friends like Tony. I was impressed by the seemingly effortless flow of memorable, lush melodies. And I went on Wednesday determined to listen closely to details of the musical arrangements. Only to find it all somewhat banal, a bit flat, more than a bit predictable.
Something's changed. My ears, I suppose.
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