Yeah. The show has been cast after much arguing and gnashing of teeth between the Music Director and myself. Three hours worth, people!
Yeah. I still get to play God all day long as the folks who made it into the show get contacted … rewarded, you might even say … by me. Those who didn’t make it will be smote and cast down out of mine sight to the lower depths of musical theater hell … which some say would contains such shows as “Rent,” “Urban Cowboy” and “Carrie: The Musical.”
Yeah. I really need to get off this God kick.
Before you stop assuming Godlike powers, can I submit my list of people for you to smite, and enter in my prayers for huge pectoral muscles? (And a fridge with a padlock…)
Yes, my son. You can.