Groundbreaking in 1996. Almost quaint now. Rent changed the theater landscape forever.
A set of folding chairs and tables mostly! A rock soundtrack, with several darn catchy anthems. No tap dancing. Characters with AIDS. A man who lives dressed as a woman (and Santa!). Gay people, before they were all over TV! And a story all about artists living la via boheme.
I was a writer. I imagined myself funkily dressed, singing and dancing along with them in the Life Cafe. And as a metaphysical type (an old soul?), hearing lyrics like 525,600 minutes… how do you measure a year? — these were my people.
Again, I found myself on stage in the theater. In a world where and at an age when you’re encouraged to be like everyone else, it was nice to find a group of people who were insistent on being themselves.
Five and counting. That’s how many times I’ve seen this show. I’ll see it again and again. It’s the second-favorite musical of all-time. Want to see the first? Tune in tomorrow.
This post is part of the Blogging A to Z Challenge. My theme is Musical Memoir. Each Monday through Saturday, I explore personal memories through my love of music, inspired and coordinated by the letters of the alphabet. Join in the fun and participate in the challenge, or leave a comment and enjoy some conversation. Thanks for reading. Peace.