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This is the discussion/reaction post for the filmed version of Hamilton, premiering today on Disney+. Feel free to comment at any time.
This is such a special work for me, tied up with so many personal moments. I discovered the soundtrack at the absolute low point of my life, and it literally helped me staaaaaaay aliiiiiiiive. I remember...
...Listening to "Hurricane" for the first time while on the way to a CT scan.
...Getting some "Hurricane" lyrics tattooed on my arm, my first and only and not-regretted tattoo.
...Waiting in line for eight hours to get tickets to the Los Angeles performance. I had barely been outside except to doctors' offices in years, and I looked at the familiar streets as if they were new to me. In the lobby, tired and footsore and hot, I realized that I was happy. It was the first time in years.
...Going to a party, also for the first time in years, and talking Hamilton with Halle's son Max, who was back from college for the summer. He had the sheet music and a keyboard. We hauled the guests into his room to make them listen to us singing the opening song. And then we kept on going. One by one, the guests slunk back to the party. We kept on going. Max and I stayed in his room for the entire rest of the party, singing through almost the entire show and emerging long after everyone else had left.
Me: "Let's do 'Guns and Ships.' I wanna be Lafayette."
Max: "Seriously?"
Me: "YES."
What Max did not know was that in college, me and a friend used to sing Sondheim's "Not Getting Married Today," which is also insanely fast. Afterward:
Max (surprised): "Hey... that was pretty good!"
...The Los Angeles performance. Halle bought me a fancy dress and we went together. It was glorious.
...The pandemic. Max missed the last two weeks of his senior year in college, and also in-person graduation. I wrote him a congratulations card on a Hamilton postcard, reminding him of our singalong and telling him to never stop being scrappy and hungry.
...I'll watch it alone in my room, in spirit with everyone else watching alone or in small groups.
...Someday I'll watch it on Halle's couch with her and Max, like we watched so many things, back together again.
This is such a special work for me, tied up with so many personal moments. I discovered the soundtrack at the absolute low point of my life, and it literally helped me staaaaaaay aliiiiiiiive. I remember...
...Listening to "Hurricane" for the first time while on the way to a CT scan.
...Getting some "Hurricane" lyrics tattooed on my arm, my first and only and not-regretted tattoo.
...Waiting in line for eight hours to get tickets to the Los Angeles performance. I had barely been outside except to doctors' offices in years, and I looked at the familiar streets as if they were new to me. In the lobby, tired and footsore and hot, I realized that I was happy. It was the first time in years.
...Going to a party, also for the first time in years, and talking Hamilton with Halle's son Max, who was back from college for the summer. He had the sheet music and a keyboard. We hauled the guests into his room to make them listen to us singing the opening song. And then we kept on going. One by one, the guests slunk back to the party. We kept on going. Max and I stayed in his room for the entire rest of the party, singing through almost the entire show and emerging long after everyone else had left.
Me: "Let's do 'Guns and Ships.' I wanna be Lafayette."
Max: "Seriously?"
Me: "YES."
What Max did not know was that in college, me and a friend used to sing Sondheim's "Not Getting Married Today," which is also insanely fast. Afterward:
Max (surprised): "Hey... that was pretty good!"
...The Los Angeles performance. Halle bought me a fancy dress and we went together. It was glorious.
...The pandemic. Max missed the last two weeks of his senior year in college, and also in-person graduation. I wrote him a congratulations card on a Hamilton postcard, reminding him of our singalong and telling him to never stop being scrappy and hungry.
...I'll watch it alone in my room, in spirit with everyone else watching alone or in small groups.
...Someday I'll watch it on Halle's couch with her and Max, like we watched so many things, back together again.
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