Hello, Confucius

Gee, Officer Krupke, West Side Story is 50.

Not many musicals make musical history. Once the template is set – the hoofing, the ballads, the knees-up at the end – you know the score, and instant familiarity beats innovation.

But the 1957 production that unleashed Bernstein’s fizzing West Side Story on an unprepared Broadway audience threw out the old formulas. And it wasn’t just a flashy composer’s triumph: the great strength of West Side Story lay in its totality: a show where all the artistic elements blended to produce something that Broadway audiences genuinely couldn’t classify.

I have my mother to thank for my appreciation of this classic musical. It was her favorite and it has become mine as well. The Times Online article mentioned something about a new recording to be released on August 13 and hopefully it makes its way to Amazon.

And here’s hoping that special DVD will be released when the movie turns 50 four years from now.

Damn that PE class, now I have to wait until lunch time to get my copy of HP7. I would have wanted to line up at Powerbooks for free coffee and donuts to go with my book but alas, I have to be in school.

Oh well, Harry can wait. Can’t he?

I want to watch Harry Potter.

As in.
Now na.

But I think I’ll wait until I finish re-reading the book and then I’ll watch the movie. So I guess Harry has to wait until next week.

I think I may have a bad case of Wiiitis.

I don’t mind the sore shoulders really but I have a practical test in basketball later. So yeah, sore shoulders be damned.