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aropippin:
“no one deserves to disappear
”

aropippin:

no one deserves to disappear

sydneylucas:

promo photos for the manila production of fun home !!!!

comingsoontobroadway:

screaminglitterpasta:

Person: I love musical theatre!!!

Me: (me, not knowing how to respond because, I have memorized the dialogue to 17 entire musicals, memorized the songs, imitated the choreography, and hunted down extra #9 in “one day more” because i like his boots)

IF THIS AINT ME

i-need-help-no-burr-not-you:
“ thegalactichipster:
““Old Man” Lin is one of my favorite things.
”
Awe Lin
”

i-need-help-no-burr-not-you:

thegalactichipster:

“Old Man” Lin is one of my favorite things.

Awe Lin

the-adventures-of-andromeda:

what she says: i’m fine

what she means: satisfied and burn start with the same chords except burn is made into a minor and played slower and satisfied is played on piano and there are a few more notes added to the melody and burn is played first with a harp and then piano and they’re are both songs about alexander breaking the schuyler sisters’ hearts and i want to die

One of his mentors suggested he go to Tisch and enroll in the Musical Theater program. He applied and was accepted. He went to NYU every day after to ask about financial aid, and every time he did the answer was, “Not yet.” He showed up so often that finally the financial aid office sent him to the Office Where These Things Are Decided, and he was scared, but he reminded them that they’d accepted him, they’d wanted him—so how were they going to make sure he could actually come? He made his case and got his tuition cut from $30,000 to $3,000, which still wasn’t chump change for him, and didn’t include supplies and books and fees. So he applies for grants. He worked as a nanny, in a bakery, as a restaurant host.


But at school, they didn’t know what to do with him. He was only cast in small roles. He was a Latino man in the 1990s. “No even knew how to say my name correctly.” They called him Javeer. Or Munzo. Munzo! Once again he was invisible. It didn’t feel like a guy who looked like Javier ever stood a chance at doing anything critical on stage.


A few years after graduation, Javier’s parents were both diagnosed with cancer within months of each other. Javier quit looking for acting work and got a job as a waiter so he could take care of them. But a friend had written a musical and was hounding him to audition. Fine, he thought, this will be my swan song. One last time, then he’d say goodbye.


But during rehearsals, a woman watching him sing told him about a new musical in development—would he maybe audition? She gave him a CD, and it was this guy, Lin-Manuel Miranda, rapping the opening number for In The Heights. “I’m thinking someone wants to put rap on stage, what?” He took the script home. He saw that this was a musical about Latinos that had no drugs or crime. “They weren’t caricatures that I was used to seeing on TV and film and permeating everywhere. These were real, real, real human beings that happen to be Latino. And I thought it would be the greatest mistake of my life if I didn’t say yes to this opportunity.” He sang George Michael’s Praying for Time at his audition. He got the job, and the rest is early American history.

  • mimi: i am dead
  • roger: wait listen to my sick jam

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