The best musical on race relations since WEST SIDE STORY… Last night I watched a spectacular student production of Once on this Island.  It was quite simply the most magical live performance I’ve ever seen.  Its mix of puppetry, dance, calypso music, and storytelling bewitched the entire audience.  It’s also the exact type of show that I wish all my friends who think they hate musical theatre would go see.  When all these diverse elements combine together to form the musical theatre experience, one forgets to pay attention to the line where characters stop speaking and then begin to express themselves in song.

Unfortunately, it’s much more likely they would have gone and seen the awful production of Camelot that I slept through at the IU Auditorium on Saturday.  And it would only have reinforced their belief that it’s silly to see actors suddenly break out into song on stage.