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Waxing nostalgic
Apr. 13th, 2008 09:41 pmPari no Sora Yori mo Takaku/Fancy Dance was the first time that I saw tsukigumi live. Right now I'm watching it on TV.
It was my second live Takarazuka show. My first was Ryoma-den. However, in between the two I had bought copies of Tsuki's Elisabeth and Ernest in Love and was budding into a fan. As my crummy luck would have it, I came down with a fever that week and was still sick that night. Even still, I still went. I had been excited about this all month, plus it was a 8000 yen ticket and I didn't want to waste that kind of money.
Watching this again, I am reminded that PariSora is a fairly crummy show with a few good bits. But even still, when I watch it I can't help but smile because I remember falling in love with Takarazuka then, and particularly with a certain stuttering French inventor. By sheer luck, I think I had either row six or eight tickets. Way off to the left, but still pretty darn good. When people ask me why I like Kiriyan, well, there are many reasons. But I often tell them it's because of her smile. Even though now I may look back at the opening of PariSora and think that first song is a little too pink for my taste, I won't forget the feeling of wonderful shock that the real life Kiriya Hiromu was in front of me. (Not to mention the real life Sena Jun, Ayano Kanami, and Oozora Yuuhi, but that's a different story). To be honest, I remember some of the Takarasiennes looked tired. But I was amazed at how bright and genuine Kiriyan's smile was.
By the time Fancy Dance started I was really starting to not feel good. Unfortunately even now I have trouble enjoying the Arabian number towards the end, not because there's anything wrong with it in the least, but because I somehow associate it with being sick. Even with all of that, however, I convinced my friend to stay after with me for demachi. I ended up chatting with a nice British lady who was a big Takarazuka fan as well. I stood behind Kiriyan's club. I'm strangely having trouble remembering the exact details of what she did as she collected letters, but I remember I took some pictures and I remember that she smiled and said "Bai bai!" as she finished. Later on that week I remember I was teaching at one of my crappier schools and trying not to go crazy. I looked at the pictures on my digital camera and cheered up. (Looking back at them now they're not very good pictures, but they made me ecstatic at the time).
Okay, I'm going to attempt to be productive. But I felt like waxing nostalgic <3
It was my second live Takarazuka show. My first was Ryoma-den. However, in between the two I had bought copies of Tsuki's Elisabeth and Ernest in Love and was budding into a fan. As my crummy luck would have it, I came down with a fever that week and was still sick that night. Even still, I still went. I had been excited about this all month, plus it was a 8000 yen ticket and I didn't want to waste that kind of money.
Watching this again, I am reminded that PariSora is a fairly crummy show with a few good bits. But even still, when I watch it I can't help but smile because I remember falling in love with Takarazuka then, and particularly with a certain stuttering French inventor. By sheer luck, I think I had either row six or eight tickets. Way off to the left, but still pretty darn good. When people ask me why I like Kiriyan, well, there are many reasons. But I often tell them it's because of her smile. Even though now I may look back at the opening of PariSora and think that first song is a little too pink for my taste, I won't forget the feeling of wonderful shock that the real life Kiriya Hiromu was in front of me. (Not to mention the real life Sena Jun, Ayano Kanami, and Oozora Yuuhi, but that's a different story). To be honest, I remember some of the Takarasiennes looked tired. But I was amazed at how bright and genuine Kiriyan's smile was.
By the time Fancy Dance started I was really starting to not feel good. Unfortunately even now I have trouble enjoying the Arabian number towards the end, not because there's anything wrong with it in the least, but because I somehow associate it with being sick. Even with all of that, however, I convinced my friend to stay after with me for demachi. I ended up chatting with a nice British lady who was a big Takarazuka fan as well. I stood behind Kiriyan's club. I'm strangely having trouble remembering the exact details of what she did as she collected letters, but I remember I took some pictures and I remember that she smiled and said "Bai bai!" as she finished. Later on that week I remember I was teaching at one of my crappier schools and trying not to go crazy. I looked at the pictures on my digital camera and cheered up. (Looking back at them now they're not very good pictures, but they made me ecstatic at the time).
Okay, I'm going to attempt to be productive. But I felt like waxing nostalgic <3
