I think it's less of an issue of them being lazy bums who need to be kept on their toes, who are consciously slacking off because they don't care, and more just that they're almost all recycled; the sparks are gone. In some cases, I think it's by conscious fault, in others I think it's the vibes they bounce off of each other; if you do anything for too long, even if you love it, you're going to get tired.
I know that I'll never enjoy seeing the show again as much as I did on Monday night, but I also know that it doesn't have to be a saddening, painful experience. It can at least be enjoyable, even if it doesn't hit that height; and right now, I don't think that's possible.
A work of art is an invitation to love.
Updated On: 4/28/06 at 01:48 PM