Lincoln Center was peculiar with SOUTH PACIFIC. Usually, they send an e-mail to student members letting them know when tickets are set to go on sale. They never e-mailed us about it. The tickets went on sale to the public on Saturday, but didn't go on sale to student members until Sunday. I woke up early to buy them on Sunday, but they weren't on sale online yet, and still weren't as of two o'clock that afternoon. So, I finally just went across town to the box office and bought my tickets there. I don't mind--it saved me the service charge--but it was weird that they weren't publicizing any information about the show to us.
"You travel alone because other people are only there to remind you how much that hook hurts that we all bit down on. Wait for that one day we can bite free and get back out there in space where we belong, sail back over water, over skies, into space, the hook finally out of our mouths and we wander back out there in space spawning to other planets never to return hurrah to earth and we'll look back and can't even see these lives here anymore. Only the taste of blood to remind us we ever existed. The earth is small. We're gone. We're dead. We're safe."
-John Guare, Landscape of the Body
Updated On: 11/14/07 at 01:42 PM