Last night/this morning, at around 2:30am, I was shamelessly dancing to and belting out highlights from the musical Cats in the Shop Theater at Tisch, along with my friends Miriam, Steven, and Terrence as we refocused lights. Miriam and I singing/dancing/BELTING THE CRAP OUT OF "Macavity" is actually awesome.
Ask me any time and I hate Cats. I loved it when I was a kid, but once I got seriously into theater I adopted the standard, accepted and very valid view that Cats is a silly, superficial, infantile piece of theater. I want nothing to do with any production of Cats.
And yet, it's nice to know that sometimes, riffing off "Mr. Mistopheles" late at night can be a blast.
...as long as it's behind closed doors. I don't want to lose TOO much of my integrity. :)
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