For, um, a very long time, we've had season tickets for the Lamplighters, a mostly Gilbert &
Sullivan group in San Francisco. They're simply wonderful -- and they've
won prizes. Today we went up to hear their production of
The Secret Garden (book and lyrics by Marsha
Norman, music by Lucy Simon, from the novel by Frances
Hodgson Burnett).
It was, quite simply, one of the top two or three pieces of musical
theater I have ever seen. The music, in particular, was simply
magical, and the singing and acting first-rate (as usual). The composer
was in the audience; I was able to thank her personally after the
performance.
There will be more performances, January 31 through February 3, at the Lesher
Center for the Arts in Walnut Creek. If you love musical theater and
live within 150 miles or so of the Bay Area, you will regret it if you
don't go see it.
I was simply blown away by this show. I came close to tears at a couple
of points, especially the end of the second act; those of you who know
this cynical old bear know how rare that is. I think a part of it was the
way it touched themes of loss and grieving that I'm all too familiar
with.
Did I mention that the chorus are all ghosts?
I found myself thinking of my own ghosts, a lot.
[You can read The
Secret Garden on Project
Gutenberg.]