it's a wonderful life

it's remarkable astounding every minute
it's a wonderful life
it's a treasure and a pleasure to be in it
full of joy and revelation
it's beyond imagination
an intoxicating gift
emphatically sublime
it's a wonderful wonderful life

--"it's a wonderful life" from world premier musical, A Miracle in Bedford Falls

currently drinking: ethiopian harrar

i am currently in a world premier musical called A Miracle in Bedford Falls. it is the exact story (and most of the time the exact script) from Frank Capra's 1946 masterpiece, It's A Wonderful Life. the lyrics posted above are from a song that occurs twice in the show and most of the musical is that happy. for real. now, as a general rule, i'm not a big fan of christmas, christmas spirit, christmas sales, etc. but It's A Wonderful Life is a great movie. and i'm sure if you came here to read a movie blog, you'd be thrilled to read this, so allow me to get to what i know best. coffee. (for a pretty good movie blog, check out paullascara.blogspot.com)

the rehearsal process for this show has been painful. we've been celebrating christmas since mid-october and it's barely even december now. we've spent our time together singing dreadfully happy songs, doing dances that send many of us (specifically the smokers) backstage wheezing and coughing (but our choreographer is A-MAZING), and not to mention this is all during FINALS. sheesh.


however, we have an amazing stage manager. anna is a petite girl of twenty who can stage manage ANYTHING...and this show is proof. and anna is a coffee drinker. she understands and embraces the importance of coffee.


so this translated into a wonderful rehearsal period in which anna had her assistant stage managers making pot after pot of delicious coffee. (granted, it took them a minute to learn how to make coffee...the first couple of pots were so light that we could see to the bottoms of our 8 oz. styrofoam cups.) some nights rehearsal would go poorly and people would seek solace and warmth in coffee during our short cigarette breaks. other nights we, the cast, would sit in our theatre's old, cushy seats, coffee in hand, scripts and scores in the other, cheerfully singing the show's tunes and participating in witty banter. but no matter what, there was a line for the coffee and that made me happy. it proved that once more, coffee brings a certain safety and warmth to a situation.

coming soon: how busbarista's friends take their coffee. it's fun.