The Big Apple has so much to offer that you can hardly decide where to go. This time, however, my goal was clear and simple: A Broadway show. It was the first time I drove to New York City so even the driving wasn't boring. With the help of my newly required EZPass, I was able to beat the crowd in the toll line, making my trip a lot more easier. I was also wise enough to stop by a service area before a heavy thunderstorm poured down.
We waked up early the next day driving from upstate New York to the city. So prepared we were that by 10:30pm we had got our tickets for our first choice, namely "Chicago". So we took the spare time to visit MoMA, which has an awesome collection of Cézanne and Pissarro studying the same subjects showing how Cézanne learned from Pissarro and finally broke up with impressionism to pioneer a glorious age of modern art. Needless to say, they also have a lot of invaluable treasure from van Gogh, Picasso, Kandinsky, etc. I have to say my appreciation/comprehension of modern art stops at Kandinsky.
After a brief lunch, we entered the theatre waiting for the show to start. What would it be? Was I able to understand it? I was a little bit nervous about my English listening skill but it turned out to be just fine. Amazingly sexy and entertaining, the show had constantly blown my mind. First of all, the all-black costumes were enchanting. I couldn't believe a single color could be so expressive and versatile. Second, the two leading ladies were charming in two different ways. While Charlotte d'Amboise was comic and lovely, which remainded me Betty in "Mulholland Dr.", Luba Mason was powerfully sexy and classy, which in turn recalled me the role of Rita. As a slovak blonde, Luba's red lips and blue eyes were meserizing; her vocal performance in "All that Jazz" and "Class" was also unforgottable. Last but not least, the sense of humor in this show was extremely entertaining. For example, the use of the orchestra conductor as little roles, the ignored request for exit music by Amos and the satire of the court oath ("blah-blah-blah chu-chu") gave the audience a lot of laugh.
I liked the show so much that before it ended I had bought the souvenir T-shirt with white and red words on black which reads: "NOT GUILTY".
We waked up early the next day driving from upstate New York to the city. So prepared we were that by 10:30pm we had got our tickets for our first choice, namely "Chicago". So we took the spare time to visit MoMA, which has an awesome collection of Cézanne and Pissarro studying the same subjects showing how Cézanne learned from Pissarro and finally broke up with impressionism to pioneer a glorious age of modern art. Needless to say, they also have a lot of invaluable treasure from van Gogh, Picasso, Kandinsky, etc. I have to say my appreciation/comprehension of modern art stops at Kandinsky.
After a brief lunch, we entered the theatre waiting for the show to start. What would it be? Was I able to understand it? I was a little bit nervous about my English listening skill but it turned out to be just fine. Amazingly sexy and entertaining, the show had constantly blown my mind. First of all, the all-black costumes were enchanting. I couldn't believe a single color could be so expressive and versatile. Second, the two leading ladies were charming in two different ways. While Charlotte d'Amboise was comic and lovely, which remainded me Betty in "Mulholland Dr.", Luba Mason was powerfully sexy and classy, which in turn recalled me the role of Rita. As a slovak blonde, Luba's red lips and blue eyes were meserizing; her vocal performance in "All that Jazz" and "Class" was also unforgottable. Last but not least, the sense of humor in this show was extremely entertaining. For example, the use of the orchestra conductor as little roles, the ignored request for exit music by Amos and the satire of the court oath ("blah-blah-blah chu-chu") gave the audience a lot of laugh.
I liked the show so much that before it ended I had bought the souvenir T-shirt with white and red words on black which reads: "NOT GUILTY".
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