It’s been a week of the arts for me it seems. At the beginning of the term, there was an announcement made at the morning briefing that one of our colleagues was going to be in an amateur production of Stephen Sondheim’s Sweeney Todd: The Demon Barber of Fleetstreet. I didn’t know Allison very well (I still don’t) but I thought I would go ahead and sign up to attend.
I made arrangements with Sally to meet me at the station so she could show me how to get to the theatre. I was grateful for the offer ‘cuz I’d have been very lost otherwise.
The venue was in a community center hall called Stanley Hall in South Norwood. From the exterior it looked like a swank old-fashioned house. I’m sure there’s some kind of technical name for it, like Victorian or something, but I’m hardly an architect. I just know it looked cool.
They had chairs set up in rows. It wasn’t too bad except that the seats were awfully close together. It was a bit hard to sit comfortably. I was fortunate enough to have a seat next to me that was empty, which afforded us a bit more room. I was sat by a few of our other colleagues. I was glad to have Miss Barber by me ‘cuz I know her a bit better than the other faculty (she’s one of the teaching assistants who comes in to some of my classes).
I think one of the funniest things was the fact that there was a bar and people were bringing in pints of beer. I guess I’m just used to the Prairie Center where food and drink are not allowed into the house.
Now I’ve never seen Sweeney Todd before and I can’t say it’s one of the shows I’ve always wanted to see. I’m not a Sondheim expert, but the two shows I do know of his ( Into the Woods and Assassins), I know that he doesn’t really tell jolly tales.
Still, I enjoyed it. It was pretty damn good for community theatre. I liked some of the lighting choices they made during some of the numbers; and I have to admit the guy who played Anthony kinda bugged me. He didn’t suck, but something about him bothered me. Weird, I know.
Much like the orchestra concert made me miss music, seeing the show made me miss theatre.
I wish I could say the experience was absolutely fantastic, but the people behind us were really pissing me off! They just kept talking! It was so bloody annoying…and I didn’t feel comfortable enough to turn around and tell ‘em to shut the hell up. But I did turn and look at ‘em a couple times.
Sally had said something similar during intermission. I was feelin’ kinda stupid again ‘cuz I didn’t have a lot of people to talk to, and I didn’t want Sally to feel like she had to come and talk to me. I mean, I had my book with me, so I woulda been more than happy to have just read that. But I appreciated her making the effort.
After the show, she offered to walk me back to the station, but I was doubly lucky ‘cuz Miss Barber offered me a ride home since she lives close to the school as well. Miss Barber said if she had known I was coming to the show she would have picked me up as well. I made it home before midnight so that was a definite bonus.
I’m glad my experience with Sweeney Todd went well. It was definitely better than On the Town and I’d actually pay to see it again. In fact, I think I’ll rent the DVD when I go home for Christmas.