I imagine they'll get the joke. It's not like they're still at war with America, and unlike here, the madness of King George III (and the play of the same name) is a historical touchstone.

I don't think it's entirely coincidental either that the fictionalized Hamilton is somewhat Hillary Clintonian, and that Obama himself gave the musical a major boost during what he could tell would be a fractious election cycle. They seemed to have been going for a "Camelot/Kennedy" synergy which didn't work out.

You want an exciting New York sandwich? Go to the Theatre Row Diner in Hell's Kitchen and order "The Devil's Muff." It's a combined ham and cheese, sloppy joe and Cajun chicken sandwich in one. So good.

I was pleasantly surprised to see that Pikachu's birthday in the demos was October 30, the same as the nominal "birthday" of Mr. Chooch, the vintage fat Pikachu plush who has lived uninterrupted in my family home for 20 years now.

It seems to be a tug of war between trying to create a whimsical world and failing, and trying to create a crapsack world and succeeding.

Okay, here's the first thing: if your kid is doing pay-to-play that doesn't come with classes, get her out of it. She can do it gratis, that's fine, but if she's paying just to be in a show, you're being ripped off and so is the rest of the cast.

Criss does two modes well- chill to the point of stonerdom, and brooding intensity with seething rage. That's why he was so good in AVPM and then in Hedwig and the Angry Inch, but why he often seemed so lost in much of his Glee role.

One of my past composers (she wrote the score and some of the lyrics for my Off-Broadway musical, but we don't have an upcoming project as she's mainly working as orchestrator these days) first gathered a small online following as The Butterbeer Experience, a project where she wedded the then-current "wizard rock"…

The five tiers of regional theatre are as follows.

I read this book back in college, and Jean Shepherd's narrative voice was still fresh in my head. Now, I reach for his sound in my mind and I get Patton Oswalt instead.

The Final Solution

Remember that video of the entire population of Iceland going "Hoo! Hah!" and stomping in unison? That's going to be the musical theme of the Trumpministration.

Fantastic Beasts: What do they know? Do they know things? Let's find out!"

It sounds like what it is- somewhat obnoxiously twee Roaring Twenties slang. It fits in the same vernacular as "23 Skidoo," and I imagine that by the 80s/90s setting of the Potter universe, it's returned back to muggle, just like pretty women are no longer "dames" by default.

The Grundle is still publishing?

The "Hallelujah guy" most people are thinking of is either Jeff Buckley or Rupert Wainwright, but it's usually John Cale's minimalist rendition that actually appears on soundtracks due to a licensing issue. So Cale recorded the definitive piano-and-vocal version so many later versions are based on, but his name never…

For the first time, "John Travolta's beard" is a literal statement.

And I would wank five hundred times
And I would wank five hundred more
Just to be the man who wanked a thousand times
And came on your front door
Clean it up now, clean it up now
Clean it up now, clean it up now

Like if you love gran. Ignore if you want gran to DIE!

My college advisor was a specialist in new media studies and was writing academically about the rise of memes from internet in-jokes to being a near ubiquitous form of communication in the English language and beyond.