“No quiet browns or grays, I’ll take my days instead
And fill them ’til they overflow, with rose and cherry red
And should this sunlit world, grow dark one day
The colors of my life will leave a shining light to show the way.”
— The Colors of My Life, Barnum
“The theatre community, at every turn, refuses to let hate win. Through the AIDS crisis, through 9/11, through many unthinkable tragedies, the theatre community has said: We will not spread hate. All people are welcome here. When other communities say ‘your religion makes you a terrorist’ or ‘your sexuality makes you an outsider’, we say: We love you. We want to hear your stories. We want to raise our voices together to affect change. Anyone who has ever actually read a history book knows: this action matters. Hate rhetoric creates more hate. Acceptance creates more acceptance.”
— Jennifer Ashley Tepper
On September 11, 2001, at least one person’s life was saved by leaving the World Trade Center to go pick up the newly released cast album of Jonathan Larson’s tick, tick… BOOM!
On September 13, 2001, then-Mayor Rudy Giuliani stated, “the best thing you can do for our city is take in a Broadway show.”
2016 had its ups and downs, and for now, I want to remember the good things.
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.
I knew, somehow, that when the time for writing this rolled around that I would be at a loss for words. I’ll try my best.
James Cockrell has been so many things to me in the time I’ve known him. A confidante, a shoulder to cry on, a best friend, a brother, a life-saver, etc. He is the one true Carmen Ghia to my Roger DeBris. I truly believe that the moment his presence in my life shifted to one of great importance was the moment that my life shifted toward an upward trajectory; one where everything was possible.
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I wish I could talk to myself from a year ago and tell him what beautiful things lie in store.
Three days in a row. October 10: World Mental Health Day, October 11: National Coming Out Day, October 12: Yom Kippur.
So here’s some things I’m learning.