I am a Storyteller, first and foremost. This is my blog for poetry, prose, stories, excerpts of my novels and videos. Life poetry, prophetic poetry, poetry for all genres. I think you'll find yourself here if you read long enough.
I am a Storyteller, first and foremost. This is my blog for poetry, prose, stories, excerpts of my novels and videos. Life poetry, prophetic poetry, poetry for all genres. I think you'll find yourself here if you read long enough.
What a night that was!!!! awesome!
ReplyDeleteI’ll bet it was…. I listened to the audios and they were quite good. I’ve never been to a live musical, well, I have when my Grandkids were doing stage, but not one like this. But I have thought about going back a few years ago. Ok, you know I’m gonna have to come up with my own story, don’t ya! I’ve already planned it out as I was listening. Back in a few…….
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ReplyDeleteI stood there, gazing at them like a shining star, waiting for someone.
I heard someone call out, “Play it again Bill!” as I watched four men to my left, being silly. One of them seemed to be describing something to the others but I wasn’t sure what that may be.
Then to my right I heard a fellow call out to me; “Pardon me, are you Aaron Burr, sir?”
“That depends, who's asking?” I replied.
“Oh, well sure, sir!
I'm Alexander Hamilton, I'm at your service, sir!
I have been looking for you!”
Then I asked him why!
“Well” he begins to say, “those women over there were chanting, ‘Alex Ham! Alex Ham! Alex Ham! Alex Ham!’ and I asked them, ‘who is Alex Ham?’ One of them interjected, ‘Alexander Hamilton, silly! the famous musical star! That’s just his stage name. His real name is D’ Sal, and he is something to look at!’ as I stood there seeming ‘’’Helpless’’’!
So I asked them, ‘Do you ladies know him?’ and the three of them, one after the other, said, ‘Oooooh, I do I do I do I dooo’ While they continued to rep the flirtatious atmosphere.
That’s when Eliza comes walking up in that beautiful blue dress with the nice curves and salacious headlines. (Don’t ask!)
As I was admiring her I heard some of my buddies call out to me from across the street asking when would the next time I would be serving shots of that fine blend of sour-mash whiskey that I got from Granny Moses who lives way back in the hills of Tennessee where Uncle Jed struck oil while huntin’ one day. I still remember him tellin’ Jethro, ‘Jethro, one of these days we’re gonna have to have a long talk about girls, especially them that bake them chocolate chip cookies!’ ……. pardon me, I sort of got off track.
Anyway I said to them, “I am not throwin' away my shots!”
Well one of them spoke up, “Hey yo, I'm just like my country.
I'm young, scrappy and hungry.”
And I said to the one with brains and no polish, “I'm not throwin' away my shot!”
Then my “Favorite Subject”, looking at me like I was her “King”, (I’ll have to remember that) said she was going shopping and would be back shortly.
Then I said, “Oceans rise, empires fall
We have seen each other through it all.
The price of my love's not a price that you’ll ever have to pay. But I know, You’ll be back!”
I watch her as she’s walking away and encounters her Benjamin Franklin lookin’ brother.
“She’ll be back.”
I thought to myself while she was talking to Ben, “why don’t you go fly a kite or something, or sign a Declaration of Independence or the Constitution?! And take your chap of a brother in the white coat with you!”
As I turned around there was the Taye Diggs lookin’ guy with a smirk on his face, so I asked him,
“Ah, Mr. Secretary!”
“Mr. Burr, sir!”
“Did you hear the news about good old General Mercer?”
“No!” He answered .
“You know Claremont street?”
“Yeah, I do.”
“Well, he ended up at “The room where it all happens! and got it!”
“You mean……..”
“Yes! He ended up at the barbershop and got the bald look like you! Then he walked out, took his hat off and shouted out “The Ten Dual Command Mints!”
And before he could answer another Benjamin Franklin lookin’ guy comes up to Taye. Then Taye turns around and hands him a gun and tells him that I was lookin’ for him.
Well before I could shake two sticks at a dog, (seriously, the dog had ahold of my pants leg, ankle high) I pulled out my 30 round nine millimeter and sent him to his grave.
Found out later his name was Hamilton, not Franklin, or Ben.
That’s when I said to myself, “Self! It doesn’t matter who lives or dies, but who tells your story.”
As I looked around I spotted the real Ben Franklin lookin’ guy still talkin’ with Eliza. Finally I spoke up.
“Eliza, bid my soon to be brother-in-law farewell, we got a show tonight. I’m doin’ “Hamilton!” remember!
LOL omg!!! Only You, D'Sal C Chip would DARE to try to rewrite HAMILTON!!!!!
ReplyDeleteomg. I should send this to the cast and watch to see if you get tarred and feathered on
behalf of Linn Manuel Miranda (a true poet and genius IMHO) You are two Fruit Loops short of insane, son!!!! rofl But seriously, aren't those songs incredible? Especially the last one? Yu should go to YouTube and listen to the entire soundtrack. It's pure genius. Better yet, see the play. It's 2 hrs and 45 minutes long but you never want it to end. And mad King George. .omg...too funny! (I'll send a fully armed armada to prove my love..) lol Can you tell I'm totally addicted to "Hamilton"? Those songs play in my head all day long. In fact, there is a tee shirt I would love to own that says...All of my thoughts have been replaced by Hamilton lyrics. haha
I knew you’d like it!
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DeleteLoved the songs…I’ll have to see if I can catch it on YouTube.. I my at even order a T-shirt that says, “All of my thoughts have been replaced by Hamilton lyrics.” in an extra large and in Bluevineyard blue…..Yeah! I can tell your totally addicted……you’ll drive yourself fruity and loopy if you listen to ‘em too long….. and I thought I go overboard! 💁🏻♂️
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