It’s a little bit behind, but I feel I should probably talk about a true end of an era for us musical theatre people of NYC.
RENT IS GONE. Omg just put me out of my misery. Rent is off Broadway FOREVER. I don’t know if there is any reason to be in NYC or live.
Ok fine, I won’t be so melodramatic. It is just sad and even though I haven’t seen it in a year or so, will miss it’s presence in Midtown and on my walk home from work each day.
To torture myself, I walked by the empty vessel of the greatest Rock Musical of our time last week. And it was disturbing. There waere trucks, boxes, and pieces of the set on the street. One of the side doors of the stage was open and as pathetic as it sounds, of course I stopped dead in my tracks, became one of the street-stopper walkers I loathe, and lurked in. I don’t know why I did it. I guess I needed to see it in person to realize that it is gone and out of my life. And yes, that was a tear rolling down my cheek.