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Saturday, February 07, 2004
Let's not talk about my deeply shameful preoccupation with my Limewire-cobbled soundtrack of Wicked: The Musical. I've even begun to stop skipping over the super-cheesy, Jekyll-and-Hyde-esque Generic-Love-Song/Power-Ballad-Number-Five-Hundred-and-Seventy-Three. (They're all power ballads, every single one of them. Cheesy, cheesy power ballads. Not even gorgonzola-cheesy. They're Kraft-singles-cheesy. How I love them.)
I blame Gregory Maguire for writing a brilliant book that was turned into an addictive-in-its-blatant-mediocrity musical. It's so damned Everything-That's-Wrong-With-Broadway. But I'm so damned into it.

Dammit, Stephen Schwartz.

 Why are you in Tavie's head? 12:51 AM | shower me with attention