You had plenty money 1922

Me and Taz may be a bit... far gone in our Matthew Bourne appreciation and fangirling.

last night, on the phone to her having a goss and confirming when we want to see Swan Lake. Bring up the New Adventures page to check the cast, and we're going over the touring cast for Swan Lake. (Brick Shithouse, get your arse back from Dirty Dancing and back where you belong. We're not above storming the Aldwych with nets and fire hoses to keep the hen parties back. Had second thoughts about using tasers and cattle prods because the smell of burnt feather boas and knock-off designer handbags takes forever to remove.)

new adventures just lists the cast with headshots, not who's playing what. Cue us going over the names and speculating.

'Scott! Yay! Oh, Scott, we miss you being greasy, can we have the socks and sandals back from Scissorhands?'
'Richard Winsor - yeah, you didn't get to see Dorian Gray, but he was the Swan for the winter Sadler's Wells.'
'Oooo, Sam's in it... but isn't he a bit old to play the Prince? Cannot see him playing the Swan.'
'Hell no. Probably Prince again. Not that we really object.'
'Lookit! Luke is still there!'
'Let's see if he still bounces as much.'
'Will someone explain why one of the main pictures of the Swan is Richard but the banner on the page is still Adam?'
'...What, really?' :goes to look: 'Dude. That's very clearly Adam. He hasn't been in it for *years*. Bad website people.'
'Dominic. Er. Name's familiar...'
'Yeah. We haven't seen him, though.'
'Meazza, get your arse back, we want to see you do the Queen.'
'Not that you've ever played the Queen before. Brick Shithouse needs you.'
'Selfish girl. Ooo, Kerry! Yay! Um. Not Queen material, though.'
'Duh.'

:tumbleweeds:

'...We may know the company a little too well.'
'Denial is a happy place.'

Oh, and Taz still gets horrendously amused when people get whiplash from finding out she's a Matthew Bourne obsessive. "*You* like ballet." "Well, it's not really ballet as such. It also needs hot men snogging each other to qualify."

As a few people now know, my brain is a sick, sick puppy. The ride home last night? I spent thinking about Grease 2 fanfic. You heard me.

Not just fanfic. How to stage it in a theatre (frightening easily, it turns out - the more coherent story works better for stage, and that includes the 'I'll sing it in your face and now we change the key'* dream sequence that you spend your entire time laughing at anyway that is 'Love will Turn Back the Hands of Time'. Oh, and no '...where the hell did that come from?' that is the hand jive practicing bit in Grease.)

*All hail Spamalot, for providing us with a perfect description of that kind of song.

And I really, really can't stop snickering over the fact that in the grand tradition of All-American screen pairings, the most all-American poster children couple of the Pink Ladies and T-Birds, Sharon Cooper and Louis Dimucci, the actor that plays Louis, Peter Frechette, is gay.

And the fanfic... it doesn't help that most of the T-birds have neon gay tendencies. Oh, the inherent dodginess of the 'Nobody, but nobody knows this happened, Shakespeare, dig? I got a rep to protect.' scene where they're meeting Michael in out of the way secret places and exchanging money for services... :squashes the bunnies that point out that Michael is always smirking after these transactions and is very secure in his sexuality: Oh, and the *really* screaming gayness of the clean-cut kids, but that's not even subtext.

dammit, I've still got Torchwood fic on the back burner! 1930s Jack/Ianto timeslip fic at that! sod off!

...hmm. Do you think we could get Matthew Bourne to take these bunnies off my hands and turn it into a ballet complete with gay scenes? I mean, it *is* his fave era and style, and he hasn't done disguises as a subject yet (as opposed to split personalities). Leather trousers on one of the characters! Very tight jeans on the gang characters! Motorbikes! At least one garage scene! Complete fucking overdone camp americana elsewhere! How can he resist? My only problem would be whether or not you could shoehorn Brick Shithouse into Michael's role. Taz, could this be done? Could Brick Shithouse pull off geeky and basically nice? (we know perfectly well that Adam and Scott and Sam could, I'm just biased.) Dammit. We need to see Nutcracker again with him as Nutcracker to see if he can actually pull it off.

....for those of you on Dr Who fic comms, *please* tell me someone's already written fic for the Agatha Christie ep of the adorable betwixt stairs gay couple.

(I just searched the pit o' voles. 1 Grease 2 fic. ONE. Stephanie and Michael's kid. Phew, no reason to touch it...)

wearing mooncup for first time. Pretty sure it's not in right, as I can feel it every time I move positions. And oh god it was an utterly painful experience trying to remove it earlier to cut the stem - completely tensed, which didn't help -, so, um, just going to leave doing that until I've watched at least one ep of Supernatural. (I have, like 31mb of disk space left) Mind you, am wondering if it's partially due to not being relaxed when inserting it. Is it possible to shove it too far up? (I know you can't lose it) Wondering if I did that due to being used to using tampax entire life.

Nutcracker.

( Sugar rush in fifties-era clothing! )

Yes, I know this was a good week or so ago. Shush.

( guh )