Hamilton was so so great, y’all. Like, my boys didn’t notice how much time passed and everyone thought it was hilarious–so much funnier than you catch from a cast album. That was exactly what I was trying to explain to my kids on our way to Chicago. Live theater just isn’t the same as other mediums.
It did make me miss being on stage.
I forgot my dress shoes for the show, so ended up wearing my combat boots with my knee length skirt and sparkly shirt. All black, of course. With my blue hair it was a little more punky/gothy/something than I originally intended, but it was obviously meant to be.
The best thing was watching my kids talk about the show after. They were both excited, but my 10yo had a certain “this has changed my whole life” air to the way he spoke. I attended a concert like that when I was about his age– Yo-Yo-
Ma was the artist who made me a professional musician. Maybe Lin-Manuel Miranda is that artist for my kid.