A new life

Sunday, May 27, 2007

My boyfriend just left for London. Again. He came to visit me for a week, so that means there was a lot of cuddling, sex and talking. Yes, some fighting, but lots of learning too. His departure wasn't as sad as other times, I'm not completely sure why. Maybe it's because I feel the day we are finally living together is much farther off than I'd originally imagined. Maybe it's because it's simply become easier to say goodbye. I dunno. The next six months will be critical in our relationship, so I just have to come to terms with the fact that I have to wait and see.

I've decided to give my blog a new life. I've realized that for the past year my posts have been short or anecdotal, not much content with real substance. I have not written any essays or many comments on current political and social issues. No original fiction. This is unfortunate, I feel. I want to dedicate the little time I have now for writing to creating content that is more meaningful to me. Maybe even samples of work in progress. I do not want this space to turn into a serious content blog, but rather a space for me to mature as a writer. Yes, I do plan to comment on my life, but I will no longer use this blog to just narrate what I did in the week. I felt that was a good way to keep my friends in the loop of what I was doing in my life... but I've since realized that it's so much better to call them up, go out to eat with them, etc, and just plain tell them myself. The human experience comes out on top yet again. Cheers.

A confession

Sunday, May 13, 2007

Yes, another one. I've done way too many theater posts, lol. Ok, here goes: I fell in love. Yikes, scary, huh? It's fading now, which is good. But it hadn't happened in a long time. Weird.

Before the virus takes hold

Yes, that's a lyric sung by Roger, an aspiring songwriter and one of the main characters of Rent. I saw the show last Friday at the Paramount theater and I almost thought that my friends and I had arrived at the wrong venue. The cheers and screams from the audience after almost every number and for some of the unknown actor's entrances made me feel like I was in some sort of rock concert. I'm serious, the crowd was incredibly enthusiastic (for a musical at least, haha).

Contrary to popular belief, I had never seen Rent before. Not even the movie. I know, what a lousy gay man. I own the original cast CD and have listened to it way too many times. But I had yet to be a true Rent-head. And bot did I ever become one. The show is just unforgettable in its energy and meaning, every song is a fantastic melody and inspired lyric-fest (ok, maybe 90%, but that's still really high).

Some moments were so emotional they moved me to tears (yes, even after all these years). The scenes involving the AIDS support groups and the death's of some of the main characters just drove me over the edge. I hadn't fell like crying so hard in a theater since I saw "Wit" back in MTY. Rent is an amazing show, it represents the wonders and horrors of a generation, some of which are no longer here to look back. It's both incredibly meaningful and entertaining, much more so than La Boheme could ever be (the opera it's based on).

I actually went to get my first HIV test in 2 years the day after I saw the show. It came back negative, thank God. I know I only slept with 4 guys since my last test, and it had always been safe sex, but still, it was a little nerve-wracking. I think that's why this show resonates so much with me. Having had more than my fair share of AIDS scares so far, I'm always very keenly aware that I could have wound up a statistic, another silent victim. Seeing the characters in Rent face up to destinies much bleaker than any I could have faced, and still have the will and genuine joy to live... it just amazes me. I love having the sense that I've witnessed an important work. And I hope other get the same chance. Viva la vie boheme.

How to stop a show

Sunday, May 06, 2007

Sorry I've been absent. I've had some wrist pain and have tried to stay away from typing outside of work hours. Anyways, here is a good example of how a musical number can literally stop a show (i.e. interrupt the flow because of the audience's enthusiastic reaction). This is Tony-winner Jane Krakowski, of Ally Mcbeal fame, performing "A call from the Vatican" in the recent revival of Nine. What an entrance and what an exit, the audience eats it up. And, yeah, she's singing this sultry song to Antonio Banderas... enjoy...