someone help me make

someone help me make up my heart

Goodbye, Starlight Express. In the summer of 1994, I went on a European tour with the Illinois Ambassadors of Music. We played Band and Choir concerts in Great Britain, France, Switzerland, Italy… for two and a half weeks, we roamed the continent in a couple of ugly little buses. Part of the original plan was to see Cats at the Apollo Victoria. However, the week before we were supposed to see it, it closed. After however many years in that venue, it was being replaced by Starlight Express. We were all incredibly disappointed, but we really enjoyed the show. We were there for - I believe - either its opening weekend there, or its second weekend there. I fell madly in love with one of the songs - which, I might add, didn’t seem to make it onto ANY of the CDs I’ve ever found. And, as it happened, one of the songs ended up playing rather prominently into my life two and a half years later. I’m not the biggest fan of musicals now, but since I saw it BEFORE I started doing theatre, I still remember it in the context in which I first saw it - as something magical. Ta ta, rollertrains.