Yesterday was awesome!
My friend was too sick to see Billy Elliot yesterday, so I took his place and ventured into the unknown of leaving the house on a Friday night. It was a last minute phone call from his mum (who I went with), but my decision was basically instantaneous:
"YES! Yes yes yes yes pleeeeeaaasseee!"
I've wanted to see it for years now, yet I could never find the time, or when I had a free weekend I would spend it watching something else or lazing away at home. I was so excited that I finally had the chance to see it :D
It was at the Victoria Palace Theatre, a pretty little theatre a short way from Victoria Station, thank goodness, for it was freezing outside. We went in and there were formally-dressed ladies and men chatting and sipping on bubbling drinks, standing under chandeliers and fancy lamps in the lobby.
And on the other hand, girls wearing leggings and baggy hoodies were pulling at their parents, who muttered about missing tickets and missing people (I'm not kidding, there was a woman who was frantically searching for a 'Claire'). It was like two worlds brought together, and it was kinda amazing.
The musical itself was wonderful. I love the cool ways they used the stage and all the trapdoors and sections of the set which could be pulled out. There was a round trapdoor that had a whole section underneath that could rotate upwards and extend into a raised platform, which was used so brilliantly and in the most clever ways. The art and drama style, with some scenes realistic, some abstract, was absolutely phenomenal!
I hardly use that word, so you'd better believe it!
And of course, the dancing was on fire. The boys especially...there's something so gorgeous and magical about boys who can dance. It may be because they're so passionate about it, as surely the ones who aren't would have dropped out early on from such a 'girly' activity. You can tell with any male dancer that they're truly in it for the fact that they love dancing.
I think I melted when the older Billy came on - did it get a bit hotter in here? That was probably my favourite part, when both younger Billy and older Billy danced together. It was perfect, they moved in sync with each other, gliding through the smoke and blue light. (Wow, just writing about this has me grinning and sighing to myself...)
I loved it so much. I'm now ashamed that I had not seen it sooner, and I'm so grateful that I got this chance (thank you, my ill friend) whilst it's still running. It was a great end to the weekdays, and I'm certainly going to channel this love for Billy Elliot in my next dance lesson!
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I love you
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