I never thought I could milk a week’s worth of blog posts out of the Schooner Bar on the Liberty of the Seas, but here we are.
One night, Paul O’Shea played the first few notes of ‘Summer Nights’ from the Grease soundtrack and then looked to the audience for a Sandy to sing alongside him.
No, I’m not going to tell you that Alex (or I) volunteered. This isn’t that good a story.
I’m jumping back to the movies for my fourth show tune of the week (technically, Grease started as a stage musical, but the film is the version I know and love). I was going to cheat even further and post the title song today, but that felt like too much of a stretch.
Grease is one of the great movies of my youth, a film I know by heart after countless viewings on TV, VHS and DVD. It’s also one of the most amusing examples of actors who are practically middle-aged playing high-schoolers. I mean, seriously… Cha-Cha DiGregorio could have been in her 50s. Of course, when I saw this movie as a young boy, I just figured that’s what high school kids looked like.
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