N.B.: This is my second post of two today.
Yesterday I started work on the closing number for the musical I’m writing about the concentration camp Terezin. My brilliant lyricist gave me a lyric that contained lines like:
And if the sun should blacken,
That would seem like justice.
In all the idiotic beauty of the world,
How do I find a way to live?
So after spending all day writing music that had to express definitively the meaning of the Holocaust, I went to cheerleading practice and jumped up and down and shouted “Here we go! Cheer loud! Cheer proud! The leader of the crowd!”
Sometimes I kind of love my life.
Is it just me or has SFLIM gone through a redecoration process?
I wanted to add some lyrics from my musical adaptation of The Diary Of Anne Frank:
Don’t cry for me Adolf Hitler
The truth is you never spooked me
All through my hiding days
My meek existence
I kept my chin up
Prayed for resistance
I really need to know what you think of this: http://www.silencethemusical.com/
Teeny, I am horrified beyond words.
That’s what I think.