There’s so much to say here so I’m just going to try to be concise and to the point.
Mark Mazzarella taught me that making music is an art. He showed me through all of Spring Awakening what it is to take music and not only perform it but to interpret it and pour over every detail of it. He also taught me that I know nothing about types of guitars outside of electric and acoustic.
Mark showed me the true meaning of collaboration, one that says “yes” when it’s a “yes” and “no” when it’s a “no.” He brought life to our production of Dog Sees God and brought much-needed organization to Elegies: A Song Cycle. He performed almost effortlessly and beautifully in Mass Cycle: A Meditation on Cancer.
Mark and I sat in the basement of Hemingway our sophomore year and sang through the entire score of RENT while we proudly declared that we would play Mark Cohen and Roger Davis one day. Two years later we did. I never feared feeling alone on that stage knowing that Mark would always be there to hold me up. I never once feared taking risks, never felt as though I needed to hold back, never felt unsafe. We were born to do that together and we knew it. Thankfully it happened the way it did, when it did, how it did.
Mark can’t stand to be wrong. I can’t really either. This causes chaos. We know this. We handle it.
Mark is brilliant. He is so smart. Mark is so talented. He can pick up any instrument and make music. He can take any text and make theatre. It’s freaking brilliant and astonishing.
Mark and I will forever be there for each other. I am so lucky to have him in my life, pushing me to work harder and be better, kinder, more observant, more articulate, more loving.
Happy birthday, you nerd.
I can’t wait for everyone to find out what is in store for us.