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[ebonlock]

If I were still living on the east coast I would already have tickets to see the Broadway production of Xanadu. And I can say flat out that I will see it if it comes anywhere near California. This movie is one of the few I can quote almost verbatim from memory and can sing every single song from, yes even the ELO ones. Hell I thought I was a Muse when I was growing up, complete with ribboned barretts and leg warmers (though I never could roller skate to save my life). I was obsessed with Greek mythology as a kid, thanks to my dad's equal level of obsession in great part. I mean he made my sister and I wooden canopy beds carved in exquisite detail with images and words from mythology. I went to sleep at night reading stories over and over by moonlight and envied the hell out of the bed he'd made for himself and my mom. The headboard was Mount Olympus with all of the gods displayed. It was, in a word, magnificent.

I've never managed to shake off that obsession with mythology, and I couldn't help loving an 80's movie that, in it's own campy way, paid tribute to it.

I currently own both the movie and the soundtrack and as soon as a Broadway soundtrack is available that'll be mine too.

Sure it could suck, but James Wolcott loved it, and I trust his taste:

It was like taking Ecstasy in Broadway ticket form.

Our love glinted and radiated and swirled like the reflections of the mirrored disco ball that crowned the climax of the show's pagan revels.

Comments

[xleste.livejournal.com]

I, too, am totally up for seeing this.

Your headboard sounds absolutely amazing. What an incredible gift, and I can imagine the little you lying in your bed...

[elenderel.livejournal.com]

Her father is amazing when it comes to crafting beauty from wood. He basically carved the entire house, bit by bit, from top to bottom (can't speak for the basement though); it's incredible and it's gorgeous.