tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-864209521536699332.post5334325859221118371..comments2023-05-09T04:27:27.901-07:00Comments on The Girl Who Was Saturday: I Won't Grow UpTGWWShttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13727516543273059122noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-864209521536699332.post-82942354451476243802012-08-08T09:23:40.363-07:002012-08-08T09:23:40.363-07:00Mary Martin! Forsooth. She never convinced me sh...Mary Martin! Forsooth. She never convinced me she was a boy. But yes, that was the song I stole from.<br /><br />A double header, truly? I had no idea--and I'm a bit of a Tchaikovsky fan. You should listen to <i>Iolanta</i>--it's much more tuneful that his other operas, and has a surprisingly happy ending ... as does the original Nutcracker, not that we ever get to see it done that TGWWShttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10600123603258365909noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-864209521536699332.post-35297057646352213302012-08-08T08:12:00.412-07:002012-08-08T08:12:00.412-07:00And here I was all ready to listen to Mary Martin ...And here I was all ready to listen to Mary Martin in green leotard; it's odd, but except for that segment of Walt D's <i>Fantasia</i>, essentially all my memory of <i>Nutcracker</i> is aural and in shadow, or else pictorial and silent; the music I know doesn't fit the story I know, <i>hélas</i>. For some reason this reminds me of how <i>Nutcracker</i> was written as the second part Belfry Bathttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00514867101036143597noreply@blogger.com