Yesterday, Sophia and I went to the South Coast Rep in Orange County to see Stephen Sondheim’s “A Little Night Music.”Â The musical, one of Sondheim’s more popular shows, Â is based on “Smiles of a Summer Night” by Ingmar Bergman, who just died in July.Â Â This was a first class theater production, something that usually doesn’t go hand-in-hand with the term “Orange County,” home of the Country Bear Jamboree and Medieval Times.Â “Â We really liked it and would recommend seeing it.
“A Little Night Music” is a beautiful musical from the 1970s, more of an operetta than a traditional song-and-dance show, and it is most famous for the song “Send in the Clowns.”Â I really love Sondheim’s musicals.Â I remember seeing “Sweeney Todd” when I was younger, and it still is the best Broadway show I ever saw.Â Mamma Mia doesn’t deserve to appear on the same stage.Â (read Billy Mernit’s take on Sondheim)
Before the show, Sophia and I met up with the super-talented Secret Agent Josephine andÂ her cute daughter, Baby Bug at a hipster vegetarian restaurant.Â Â I had met SAJ at her recent art show, but Sophia couldn’t make it to the show,Â so I promised to introduce her eventually —
“You Must Meet My Wife” from A Little Night Music
There was another matter at our hand.Â I had bought a print of SAJ’s workÂ and she had promised to sign it for me.Â Â
She even went one step further — she wrote a personal poem on the back of the picture frame.Â
My Ode to Neilochka
To my dear Neilochka
What would I do without cha!
You IM’ed with speed
In my time of need
You said, “Don’t be scared!
Who cares about dog hair?!”
And you were right
The show was outta sight!
I’m glad you were there
Even if you just wanted to touch Whoorl‘s hair
I can’t think of no other I’d want my art to go to
So, thank you, THANK YOU!
It was amazing watching a mother writing, eating, and entertaining her child all without missing a beat.Â Â What a juggling act.Â How do youÂ new mothers find five minutes to even blog?Â Â SAJ did ask me at one point to take a “walk” with her child while she finished writing her poem.Â Â Baby Bug and I walked to the front counter together.Â I have very little experience with young children, and I was terrified that I was going to do something wrong, like accidentally lose the baby in some soup vat.Â Instead, Baby Bug pretty much ignored me until I leaned over and made a funny face at her, which immediately caused her to run over to her mother, crying.
All in all, it was a great day — meeting a blogger and baby AND seeing some theater.Â There was only one bump in the road.Â During intermission, Sophia and I had a heated discussionÂ over an important piece of theater etiquette.Â I open it for discussion:
Imagine your theater seats are in the middle of the row.Â The row is filled with theater-goers at their seats.Â You say, “Excuse me,” and start making your way to the center of the row.Â Is it better to walk in facing the stage, with your ASS facing everyone in the row, or should you slide in, facing the row, sticking your groin under the nose of each seated patron?Â Â Which is the proper etiquette?Â