Viva, Las Vegas, day 4 - I teared up

We slept late, I worked a bit, and then we headed to lunch--all as usual. We cut Scott some slack by spending a couple of hours in the Las Vegas Gameworks installation. I have to admit that I had a pretty good time, too, with triumphs at air hockey and Time Crisis 2, but a rather dismal showing at Mario Cart. We spent much of the rest of the afternoon walking a large chunk of the Strip and many of the shops at The Venetian.

Before I discuss the evening, however, we have to get one thing straight: the greatest rock band of all time was, is, and will be The Beatles. We're not arguing here; we're talking facts. The first album I bought with my own money, cash I scraped together from finding bottles in neighborhood trash and turning them in for the deposits, was Beatles 65. I still have that album. I was ten. "Eight Days a Week" still rocks. I could go on, but you get the point.

Tonight, we saw Cirque du Soleil's Love. I've seen it once before. I went to it the first time with considerable apprehension: could Cirque honor its own spirit and that of the Beatles? Would remixes ruin the music? Would seeing someone else's interpretation of songs I love somehow ruin them for me?

I need not have worried; the show blew me away. The moment the curtains rose, it won my heart, and it never let go.

I entered tonight's show with a smaller but still noticeable concern: would seeing the show a second time remove some of the magic I felt on my first viewing?

Again, I need not have worried. Again, the show blew me away. The curtain went up, and my heart was so full of joy I teared up. I teared up several times during the show, and at the end I was almost overcome with emotion. Even after walking to the Wynn casino, where we ate at the buffet for dinner, I was still having trouble digesting all the feelings. Amazing.

Save your money, buy a plane ticket, rent a room, buy a ticket to Love, and let the magic claim you.

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On a more mundane note, for reasons I do not understand, Safari (the Mac browser) won't let me respond to comments, so let me post my responses here. I'll go from newer to older comment.

Kyle, as we discussed when I called you from the Love theater earlier tonight, yeah, the GDC was the poorer choice. Getting to hear Kurzweil's keynote speech is pretty darn nifty, and I envy you that opportunity, but tonight's show convinced me that it's Vegas trip FTW.

Fred, I am working on Overthrowing Heaven. I work on writing every day. No exceptions. I am not making the type of headway on the outline I'd like, but I am chugging along in it, and the more I do, the better it gets. I think; doubt is my constant friend. As for those announcements, well, shoot, I'm out of time again. Soon.