Thursday, May 11, 2006

Documenting the NY Experience

There were so many great things about the trip to New York. One of the greatest was that my parents came with me. Although they've been incredible supporters throughout my life, they've never been on a trip like this with me. This was their first trip to NYC and they are planning on doing the Germany trip next year.

We saw three incredible shows: Light in the Piazza, Mama Mia, and Rent. Three nights, three shows . . . and then the Carnegie Hall performance. Two weeks ago I wondered if I'd be able to see anything!

RENT was fabulous. The hit song, Seasons of Love, has been on my mind all day.

Five hundred twenty-five thousand
Six hundred minutes,
Five hundred twenty-five thousand
Moments so dear.
Five hundred twenty-five thousand
Six hundred minutes
How do you measure, measure a year?

In daylights, in sunsets, in midnights
In cups of coffee
In inches, in miles, in laughter, in strife.

In five hundred twenty-five thousand
Six hundred minutes
How do you measure
A year in the life?

How about love?
How about love?
How about love? Measure in love

Seasons of love. Seasons of love

JOANNE
Five hundred twenty-five thousand
Six hundred minutes!
Five hundred twenty-five thousand
Journeys to plan.

Five hundred twenty-five thousand
Six hundred minutes
How do you measure the life
Of a woman or a man?

COLLINS
In truths that she learned,
Or in times that he cried.
In bridges he burned,
Or the way that she died.

ALL
It's time now to sing out,
Tho' the story never ends
Let's celebrate
Remember a year in the life of friends
Remember the love!
Remember the love!
Seasons of love!

JOANNE
Oh you got to got to Remember the love! remember the love,
You Measure in love know that love is a gift from up above Seasons of love.
Share love, give love spread love Measure measure you life in love.

4 comments:

Nick said...

Bravo...tis definetly a great show

Marybeth Verchot said...

Soooo . . . any choir party news . . . ?

Anonymous said...

For real! So, a lot of people have already gone home for the summer, but it seems a whole lot more are still in town. Maybe we could have a summer get-together ASAP for UAB choir members + alumni who are here in Bham . . .

Desta said...

Yeah. Party at my house. In twenty years. That means you, too, Dr. Copeland.