All art is at once surface and symbol

So far, I've listened to the demos of the Raggedy Ann musical, and save for several eye-rolling moments, it wasn't as traumatizing as I was expecting. Mainly because it was just the songs and didn't have as much dialogue from the show itself. But then we get to the Broadway soundtrack, which is basically a live recording of one of the five performances before the show was canned. Now the creepy is hitting you on the head like a sledgehammer. I had to stop for a break after three songs (not counting the Overture) to comprehend what I just heard.

Now, the Mp3s are of low quality, and either way, it's very hard for me to pick up lyrics. I need liner's notes, I need lyrics sites, 'cause no matter how great my hearing is, there's some singers that I can't understand no matter how hard I've tried. And this musical is such an obscure failure that Google brings me nothing. But here's what I've been able to make out so far:

( Guess what Marcella, you're going to die! :DDD )

I close this rant with an excerpt from How Not to Write a Novel (The Golden Harmony dub of "The Brave Frog" needs to learn from this too):

( Compassion Fatigue )

And I still have the rest of the musical to listen to. *weeps* Wish me luck, folks.

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( The Best Grimsley/Marshal Fanfic in the Entire World (NSFW, contains hardcore BDSM!) )

How can a person be an egg?

I downloaded all of Madoka, James! Once you're not feeling tired and have some spare time after classes, we can watch the first three episodes when you're ready~ ♥