#101
Posted: 11/25/19 at 4:05am
Well, this thread made me teary.
I lurked on here long before I ever posted, and I would often read through the archives to some now-legendary threads (remember the 40 page Women On the Verge preview thread?). I remember scrolling through the boards underneath my desk in high school on my iPhone 4, desperate to know what Namo, or Gaveston, or Pal Joey had commented. Though I lived in CA, I would await first previews and opening nights to read the reactions. And best if all, we had theatre queens here to tell us young ones about those bygone days where theatre was theatre - Pal Joey’s West Side Story tread is a MUST read for any young theatre lover.
Was the old board scary? Yes. I still remember Carlos replying to my first profile “oh baby, they are going to eat you alive”. This was before we were allowed to openly discuss bootlegs. But I also remember the community. The feeling of belonging. The thrill of receiving a PM not about threat at all, but people checking in on you because they cared about you.
I loved this board. I still do, but now I wonder how much my love is focused on what this board HAS meant to me, but what it DOES.
I miss the people I used to know on here. I miss what this board used to be. But heck, we all miss a lot of things don’t we? In the words in John Kander (in my best Lenya voice) “ Who cares? So what?”
I lurked on here long before I ever posted, and I would often read through the archives to some now-legendary threads (remember the 40 page Women On the Verge preview thread?). I remember scrolling through the boards underneath my desk in high school on my iPhone 4, desperate to know what Namo, or Gaveston, or Pal Joey had commented. Though I lived in CA, I would await first previews and opening nights to read the reactions. And best if all, we had theatre queens here to tell us young ones about those bygone days where theatre was theatre - Pal Joey’s West Side Story tread is a MUST read for any young theatre lover.
Was the old board scary? Yes. I still remember Carlos replying to my first profile “oh baby, they are going to eat you alive”. This was before we were allowed to openly discuss bootlegs. But I also remember the community. The feeling of belonging. The thrill of receiving a PM not about threat at all, but people checking in on you because they cared about you.
I loved this board. I still do, but now I wonder how much my love is focused on what this board HAS meant to me, but what it DOES.
I miss the people I used to know on here. I miss what this board used to be. But heck, we all miss a lot of things don’t we? In the words in John Kander (in my best Lenya voice) “ Who cares? So what?”
"Sticks and stones, sister. Here, have a Valium." - Patti LuPone, a Memoir
