This past weekend me and Mom made a trip to Memphis to make good on my birthday present to her: We went to see Wicked.
WOW. Just… WOW.
We got down there a little early, so we walked to Beale St. to get some lunch and ended up at B.B. King’s. If it hadn’t been for the show starting at 1:30, I could have stayed there all afternoon. Nothing like a live band singin’ the blues!
We stayed and listened as long as we could, then we had to get up and run in the rain back to the Orpheum.
I just can’t say enough about this production. I laughed, I cried, the hairs on the back of my neck stood up, and I think I stopped breathing a time or two. (For those of you who’ve seen it–Defying Gravity.)
No photography was allowed during the show (and I had a freaking usher standing right over my right shoulder for the whole thing, so I couldn’t even sneak one in), so I don’t have any pictures to share. You’ll just have to see it for yourself. And I HIGHLY RECOMMEND that you see it for yourself!
I will never watch the Wizard of Oz the same way again!