STARMITES is WAY up there.
And now for the ones that'll make me enemies:
ROAR OF THE GREASEPAINT, THE SMELL OF THE CROWD--yes, the cast album is nice, but try watching the damned show.
THE SOUND OF MUSIC--a barrel of sticky-sweet platitudes.
PASSION--almost as sappy as SOUND OF MUSIC, only darker and more pointless. I love Sondheim as well or better than any of you, but this is a two-and-a-half hour cup of arsenic, with no applause breaks (who would applaud?) and no intermission (who would come back?) I never understood why it beat BEAUTY AND THE BEAST for best musical that year; it's the same story, with a much more derivative score. The only time in my life I've actually agreed with the old bluehaired matinee ladies who walked out grumbling.
I ask in all honesty/What would life be?/Without a song and a dance, what are we?/So I say "Thank you for the music/For giving it to me."