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“Soy Lo Que Soy” from La Jaula de las Locas
(“I Am What I Am” from La Cage Aux Folles)
It’s a crime that the Australian cast recording of La Cage aux Folles isn’t more readily available around the world. To my ears, it’s the best available recording of the score.
And speaking of the YouTube hole down which I’ve fallen… Here’s Sammy singing “I Am What I Am” and endorsing the original Broadway production of La Cage aux Folles.
I just saw the tour of La Cage Aux Folles. I am feeling ALL THE FEELINGS.
Christopher Sieber is a national treasure. If this tour is anywhere near you — even if you’ve already seen this show — you have to see him as Albin. In the scene that leads up to “I Am What I Am,” when he emerged from his dressing room in his gown, his body language — just the way he stood — conveyed so much that I started crying.
My only complaint about the show was the audience. I know, it’s cliche to bitch about audiences, but I was so furious at their behavior that as the first act curtain dropped, through my tears, I threw a little hissy fit about the texting and the talking and the getting up in the middle of the GODDAMNED BEST ACT ONE CLOSER THIS SIDE OF SUNDAY IN THE PARK WITH GEORGE to go to the bathroom EVEN THOUGH INTERMISSION IS LITERALLY TWO MINUTES AWAY. UGH.
The woman who played Words With Friends throughout the second act can die in a fire. It took all my restraint not to through my Playbill at her.
And yet, despite all that, the show was beautiful. Heartfelt. Flawless? No, but it didn’t need to be. I loved it nonetheless.
Incidentally, I got my tickets at half-price through Arts Boston. We were in the balcony, but the Shubert has great sight-lines and you can’t beat live theater for roughly $20.
