Male. Seventeen. Scotland. Yes, Iove musicals. Wicked; Les Misérables; RENT; Next to Normal; Spring Awakening; Phantom of the Opera; Rocky Horror Show; West Side Story; Le Roi Soleil; Mozart L'Opéra Rock; Elisabeth das Musical; Rebecca das Musical; Chicago; We Will Rock You; Aida; Aaron Tveit; Ramin Karimloo; Willemijn Verkaik; Hadley Fraser; Idina Menzel; Kerry Ellis; Sierra Boggess; Tam Mutu; Lea Salonga; Mark Seibert; Pia Douwes; Uwe Kröger; Mikelangelo Loconte; Florent Mothe; Ichiro Maki; Jim Bakkum; Renée van Wegberg; Chantal Janzen; Freek Bartels. There is more, but yeah. So yeah... Don't dream it; be it. No day but today. And always mourn the wicked.
it’s only blood; i have plenty left
it’s only blood; i just need to rest
i said i’d fix this
that i’d set things straight
you begged me not to
but i couldn’t stay
they cut me up, but i did them worse
and i’ll be fine, i just need to rest
this world should be notified, it’ll be a bumpy ride. thanks to bonnie and clyde
When I find myself in times of trouble,
Stephanie J. Block comes to me,
Speaking words of wisdom
So there was some Czech production of Les Mis that featured Enjolras rabidly losing all sense of decency.
that’s certainly a DIFFERENT interpretation of the character
SOMEONE PLEASE EXPLAIN WHAT IS GOING ON?!? Did they need a white flag of truce and HIS SHIRT WAS THE ONLY OPTION?
This is hilarious, and someone needs to do a cartoon addressing the matter. [cracks up]
I….WHAT? Go home Enjolras, you are drunk.
The roll was called. One of the insurgents was missing. And who was it? One of the dearest. One of the most valiant. Jean Prouvaire. He was sought among the wounded, he was not there. He was sought among the dead, he was not there. He was evidently a prisoner. Combeferre said to Enjolras:—
"They have our friend; we have their agent. Are you set on the death of that spy?"
"Yes," replied Enjolras; "but less so than on the life of Jean Prouvaire."
This took place in the tap-room near Javert’s post.
"Well," resumed Combeferre, "I am going to fasten my handkerchief to my cane, and go as a flag of truce, to offer to exchange our man for theirs."
"Listen," said Enjolras, laying his hand on Combeferre’s arm. "Your handkerchief will not be big enough. For Jean Prouvaire I would give the shirt off my back."
"Oh," said Combeferre, as Enjolras abruptly disrobed. "That was not a metaphor."