Among the many casualties of Covid-19 is the complete shutdown of theatrical productions. Three shows in our Orlando Broadway season were cancelled, and of course all of Broadway in New York is dark. Even for next season here, they ditched The Cher Show and replaced it with Jesus Christ Superstar (which is a win, honestly). It's hard to say if we'll be in a place where any of it resumes this year. Some of the best shows start in February, including The Prom, Wicked, Hamilton and Superstar. It'll be very sad not to see those. I need to order my "We are all lesbians" shirt for The Prom.
I've written about this before, but musicals are probably the most intense emotional connection to art I have. When you get to the end of "Yorktown" in Hamilton, when the ensemble performs "One By One" in The Lion King, when Christine sings "Wishing You Were Somehow Here Again" in Phantom, Jenna doing "She Used To Be Mine" in Waitress, "You Will Be Found" in Dear Evan Hansen, "Something's Missing" in Come From Away, "Unruly Heart" in The Prom... I could go on all day. These are amazing moments.
I often struggle with the fact that seeing these shows is a privilege of the well-off, but also revel in the fact that people with extraordinary talents get to share their gifts and get paid.
In the mean time, I'm excited that we'll get to see Hamilton on Disney+ in a few weeks. It's not quite seeing it in person (with the amazing #PhilipTour cast of last spring), but I'll take what I can get.