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On Broadway

Because husband is away on a golfing trip this week, I am driving his car, partly because it's the one in the garage, all toasty and warm on these chilly mornings, and partly because it is equipped with Sirius radio. This week I have a world of music genres within my reach--just turn the dial and pick a tune--hip hop, pop, jazz, classical, blues, spiritual, easy listening (ick), classical. At first I thought I would listen to symphonies, but then I discovered Broadway.

The Broadway channel plays one delightful show tune after another, in no particular order. It's not all Oklahoma and State Fair--there is plenty on this channel I have never heard before, all mixed in with the classics. On the way to work yesterday, I heard M.U.E from 25th Annual Putnam County Spelling Bee (You'll have to look this one up because my charming and chaste site can't handle the lyrics, and if I posted them, you'd all fall out of your chairs from the shock), and at lunch I heard I Can Do Anything Better Than You Can, that great Berlin classic from Annie Get Your Gun.

Quickly becoming my favorite feature on the Broadway channel is the "ahmaazing" Seth Rudetsky. He's a Broadway expert, apparently, and full of stories and laughs, although the guy talks so quickly, I miss all but every 5th word. I drive down the highway and furrow my brow as he talks, trying to decipher his ramblings. Funny guy. Here he is to the right.

So, yay for Sirius radio and for Broadway tunes and for the fast-talking Seth Rudetsky and for at least a few days with a car that hands it all to me with the turn of a dial.

Comments

dive said…
Woohoo!
I'll point Mum at this post. She loves show tunes, too.
Robyn; why do men have the better cars? I had this experience in my marriage too, it was a delight to drive his on occasion. I'm a bit off men at the moment (i'm sure it's a temporary affliction) as you'll see at Dive's.
Sassy Sundry said…
I'm thinking you should get the good radio in your car too, Robyn.

How fun!
Robyn - Since you have to do all the cooking, I think you should get the better car all the time.
Anonymous said…
that's not the gay guy....??

guess what i rode today.
Scout said…
Dive, of course Mum loves show tunes. She's very cool.

Lynn, Sassy, and Rich, I can't complain about the car I normally drive--it's pretty nice, just doesn't have satelite radio.

#1, Yes, it's the gay guy, if we're going by his voice and his exclamations (not to stereotype).

I'm going to guess...um...a unicycle.
Alifan said…
Cool am I Robyn, thank you!

I loved "Broadway" especially the Rocky Horror Show at the end, the transvestite was amazing!! although not all the OAP's appreciated it... tee ..hee.. as Amy would say...The lighting and sound was great, and the singing and costumes very glitzy...Loved Les Miserables songs again...

Looking forward to seeing "That'll be the day" on Sunday night.. 50's 60's music....
Scout said…
Alifan, enjoy the show Sunday. I have never seen Rocky Horror--just one of those things I missed over the years. I'll have to add it to the list.
do you listen to Howard Stern on Sirius radio?
Scout said…
I avoid Howard Stern and skip right past his channel as I'm heading for Broadway. Ew.

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