For anyone who knows me, it is no secret that I love musicals. I can’t help it. There’s something about the way music interacts with stories that I just can’t get enough of. I remember the exact musical that started it, too.
The Phantom of the Opera.
The funny thing is, I didn’t fall in love with Phantom because of my experience seeing it. No, I fell in love because of what I heard. See, when I was really young, my dad took my mom to Toronto for their anniversary to see the production. They came back with the soundtrack. For weeks and months after that, I would listen to that soundtrack during the hour-long drive to gymnastics practice three to four days a week. I sang like I was an opera singer (or tried to) and memorized all the words. I loved the fact that I could create the storyline in my mind and picture the scenes, simply by hearing the music and piecing together the lyrics from different songs. There was kind of a pact between my dad and I that, when I was old enough, we would go see Phantom of the Opera on stage.
Finally, when I was in the eighth grade, I got to go see it when it was on tour in Detroit. I remember we were in the very back row, right in front of the air conditioner so I was freezing. It didn’t matter, though. I was enthralled with the voices and the story. If I wasn’t hooked on musical theater before then, I was now. Could there be any more perfect world than that of a musical? Wouldn’t life be more wonderful if people just burst into song to show their feelings? I thought it would and continue to believe that to this day.
Since that night at the Fox Theater in Detroit, I’ve found a love for many more musicals. Rent, Wicked, The Lion King, Hairspray, Chicago – some of them I’ve seen, while others I’ve just become familiar with through song, much as I did with Phantom. No matter which show it is, though, it never fails that I am taken into that world, where everything can be explained in a song.
Are you a fellow musical theater fan? Is there one show that started it all for you? I’d love to hear about it!
Over the last three months, whenever anyone asks me where I work, I’ve been very definitive in saying, “I work for an integrated marketing agency.” While I use “integrated marketing” to make sure people know we do advertising, public relations, digital, etc., I find most people have no idea what I’m talking about. However, I’ve found other people in my office say they work for an advertising agency. Since a good chunk of our business is advertising, that’s pretty accurate. For some reason, though – even though I like the advertising we do – saying I work for an advertising agency makes me feel like I’m doing something wrong.
Maybe it’s from all my relatives who profess the joy of TiVo so they don’t have to watch the commercials. Who knows?
In any case, at the suggestion of a co-worker, I watched the documentary Art & Copy this evening. As said co-worker described, it’s a lot of creative directors, art directors and copywriters patting themselves on the back for a job well done. It’s also more than that. It was a good reminder to me that advertising, when done well and when meaningful, can have a lasting impact on society and become an embedded part of popular culture.
As a member of the account team, I’m not the one developing advertising, per say. However, I get to be a part of the process of working with both the clients and creative team to develop something special. I’m not expecting that we’ll create the next “Got Milk?” or “Where’s the beef?” campaign, but at least now I have a little more respect for the advertising work we’re doing and can approach future projects with a greater perspective on what we can achieve.
Below are some of my favorite ads mentioned in Art & Copy. What are some of your favorite advertisements or advertising campaigns?
And, because everyone loves a good “Got Milk?” commercial…
Warning: If you’re looking for a post about agriculture, this isn’t one of them. Tune in for that in the future. For now, just learn a little more about my total geekiness and one of the things I love.
I am a self-admitted Gleek. I can’t help it. When I first heard of a show that was basically an hour long musical on TV every week, I knew this was the thing for me.
I love music of pretty much all kinds, but especially musical theater and musicals on film. There’s something about not just hearing a song on the radio, but rather using songs to tell stories. Ever since I heard The Phantom of the Opera on tape (which my parents picked up after seeing the show in Toronto), I was hooked. I knew all the words and tried to sing it like the great opera singers in the cast (probably to the detriment of my parents’ hearing). When I finally got to see it in the eighth grade, it was everything I imagined and more. Since then, I’ve been in the audience for The Lion King, Rent, a local production of Annie Get Your Gun and, my favorite, Wicked. There are so many more musicals I want to see, but I love every opportunity to get introduced to a new show and its wonderful music.
This is where Glee comes in. With its covers of Broadway and pop culture hits, Glee is everything a music fan (or at least one who can appreciate covers and high school drama) could ask for.
Now, I know Season 2 suffered. I think every Glee fan knows this and a part of them is saddened. Characters that could have been developed weren’t. Characters that should have stayed gone seemed to show up. Storylines changed and disappeared mid-stream. I think it got bigger than the show’s creators were ready for and, while there were a few shining moments (Rocky Horror, the Christmas episode and the hour and a half “Born This Way” episode come to mind), overall it got a little messy.
But I just finished watching Season 1 (streaming on Netflix!) and it reminded me why I loved the show so much in the first place.
There’s a part of me – the part that loves musical theater – that just gets giddy when writers can string song into a good storyline. It’s like the lyrics are dialogue, just like the rest of the script, only they’re able to convey so much more feeling and emotion than regular speaking can. Whether it’s “Don’t Rain on my Parade” from Funny Girl, a Journey medley, “Born This Way” by Lady Gaga or “To Sir With Love” from the movie of the same name, there’s just something about musicals – in this case musical television, a completely new genre I think – that makes me happy.
In a few months, Season 3 will begin and I have high hopes for it. I don’t know if my hopes will be realized, but I remain optimistic. There’s a bunch of new writers and it’s the last season for series regulars Lea Michelle, Corey Monteith and Chris Colfer (a former FFA member!). I hope they send them off with a bang and remind me of why I came to love a show about a high school glee club so stinkin’ much.