I have, quite honestly, never been that moved by a performance of a musical in my entire life. I spent at least 65% of the evening in non-stop tears. Steven Pasquale possesses the silkiest, creamiest, most astonishingly beautiful baritone I have ever heard, and I cannot BELIEVE how gorgeous Laura Benanti sounded. (And I am NOT a LB fan, at ALL.) The acting was absolutely superb, and there was a real sense of story there, which I find tends to be lacking in most concert productions. Michael was, as always, charming and adorable, and my GOD, that voice! The kids, of course, were wonderful, and I am STILL reeling from Celia's voice and hysterically funny comic timing.
My only grouse was the orchestra in the first act. I do not know WHAT happened to the woodwind section, but it sounded like a high school wind ensemble. SOMETHING must have happened during intermission (I have a sneaking suspicion the conductor told them to either find their lost senses of pitch and tone quality, or they would be hung up by their reeds...), because they recovered beautifully during the second act, and sounded fantastic.
My favorite moment was watching the concertmistress (that's the first chair first violin player, for the nonmusicians out there) crying hysterically, then wiping away her tears and playing the most beautiful violin solo *ever*. THAT is musicianship!
I'm VERY glad we got to see this.
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Updated On: 12/6/05 at 09:55 AM