London follies: Shall I tell you why I really invited you here? When we met again, and made love. I thought maybe here it is at last. A chance to find a coherent existence of so many years of bad productions. The original London production, Roundabout etc. Of course theres Bernadette, but I thought perhaps, just perhaps, you might be in need of rescue too.
qolbinau: for renewing my national theatre subscription?
London follies: it was only a thought.
qolbinau: when my eyes are open and I look at you, i see a musical that I have loved for a long time that, entranced me. All over again when I came to London it gives me such genuine pleasure that in-spite of the past I came here..twice..for the sheer delight of being with you again. The musical who could rescue me of course.
But when my eyes are not open, which is most of the time. All I see is a girl in a pink dress (formerly red dress). Walking out of that Marquis stage in her slow, staggered entrance. Getting through 2.5 hours with her lyrical, if a little scratchy and hoarse at times, singing voice. Pretending to be 20 years younger than she is.
London Follies: isnt it rich? Are we a pair? Me here at last on the ground and making money - you in mid-air
qolbinau- Bu-
London Follies: no, dont look at me. Please, not just yet. Whyyy am I here this is crazzzzzyyyyyyy..........immm soooo gladdd I cameee.
qolbinau: Im sorry, I never should have come.
Give me claws and a hunch, just away from this bunch.
Updated On: 1/19/19 at 01:45 AM