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Aug. 11th, 2004
...I'm looking for someone named Christopher Scott
317--well, I'm sorry, unless--
Well, of course it must be, you're John's wife, are you not?
I have no idea why, but those lyrics are running through my head. I never saw that show, Miss Saigon, although I would've liked to. I preferred that show to Les Miz. The prosaic lyrics and modern instrumentation made a lot more sense in a show that takes place during the Vietnam War. (Side note: why do we call the war the Vietnam War, as opposed to the Vietnamese War?) I wouldn't mind playing Ellen, although she's a mezzo. It's all over, I'm here, there is nothing to fear/Chris, what's haunting you?/Won't you let me inside what you so want to hide?/I need you too... My favorite lyrics never made it into the show--I read in a book somewhere that originally John was supposed to be a journalist, and there was a scene between him and the Engineer:
Engineer: Well, Mr. John, how's the newspaper game?
Still writing lies?
John: Yes, it's always the same.
My editor still thinks we'll win the war
He doesn't print what I write anymore.
I love the...directness of those lyrics.
317--well, I'm sorry, unless--
Well, of course it must be, you're John's wife, are you not?
I have no idea why, but those lyrics are running through my head. I never saw that show, Miss Saigon, although I would've liked to. I preferred that show to Les Miz. The prosaic lyrics and modern instrumentation made a lot more sense in a show that takes place during the Vietnam War. (Side note: why do we call the war the Vietnam War, as opposed to the Vietnamese War?) I wouldn't mind playing Ellen, although she's a mezzo. It's all over, I'm here, there is nothing to fear/Chris, what's haunting you?/Won't you let me inside what you so want to hide?/I need you too... My favorite lyrics never made it into the show--I read in a book somewhere that originally John was supposed to be a journalist, and there was a scene between him and the Engineer:
Engineer: Well, Mr. John, how's the newspaper game?
Still writing lies?
John: Yes, it's always the same.
My editor still thinks we'll win the war
He doesn't print what I write anymore.
I love the...directness of those lyrics.