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Les Mis


Last night I went to see Les Miserables at Her Majesty’s Theatre, and I’ve got to say, it was amazing. I hadn’t seen it or read it or anything before the movie came out, but I did really like the movie, so I was looking forward to the stage show a whole bunch. And I was not let down at all. The singing was beautiful, and all the actors’ voices were really strong – way stronger than in all the other shows I’ve seen. Everything was just so well done, and Les Mis has actually surpassed Wicked as my favourite musical now.

  1. Les Miserables
  2. Wicked
  3. Hairspray
  4. Legally Blonde
  5. King Kong
  6. Fame

Now about the actual story, and this will contain spoilers, so stop reading if you haven’t seen it. I went in prepared. Well, as prepared as I could possibly be. But I am a huge crybaby when it comes to fiction – I’m not very emotional in real life, but if something even slightly sad happens in a show or book, my eyes pretty much become waterfalls. So being prepared for tears does not really mean anything for me other than knowing they will occur. And boy, did they occur.

I cried when Fantine sang I Dreamed a Dream. I cried when she died. I cried when Gavroche was introduced. I cried when Enjolras was introduced. I cried every time Enjolras sang. I cried when Eponine died. I cried when Gavroche was about to die. I cried when Gavroche died. I cried when Enjolras was about to die. I cried when Enjolras died. I cried when everyone else died. I cried when Enjolras’ body was brought out on the cart. I cried when Gavroche’s body was added to it. I cried when Marius sang Empty Chairs at Empty Tables. I cried when they sang the Epilogue. I cried when they took their bows. I cried afterwards when remembering what happened. Basically I cried the entire second half of the show and then some.

Oh, and the songs. So many songs gave me shivers. On My Own (which has been stuck in my head ever since and is just so beautiful that I can’t stop singing), Do You Hear the People Sing?, and the Epilogue in particular. And the Thenardiers were hilarious! Most of the songs were better in the stage show than in the movie, and theirs definitely were. I think the only two songs I prefer in the movie are I Dreamed a Dream and Castle on a Cloud.

But yes, Les Miserables was an absolutely amazing show. It astonishes me that some people avoid it on the sole factor that it is literally all singing. Yes, they may sing all of their lines, but it doesn’t take you very long to get used to it and forget that there’s no actual dialogue. Those people are really missing out. I loved the movie, I loved the show, and now it’s time for me to read the book. I hear it’s supposed to murder my emotions even more. How fun.


Sexy Voices


When I was little (like 10 or so), my sister told me that Jonathan Davis had a sexy voice. At the time, I didn’t understand. How on earth could a voice be sexy? But a few years later, I realised what she meant. And my God, there are some people out there with insanely sexy voices.

When I first saw American History X, I melted. I had seen Edward Norton in movies before, but this was the first time I actually paid any attention to his voice (apart from what he was saying, of course). It is the hottest voice I have ever heard. Ever. When I watched one of his movies again a few months ago, I posted on facebook that I’d forgotten how hot his voice was. Ethan commented “There’s an entire movie that’s basically just Edward Norton’s voice. And it’s one of the greatest films ever made. And you forgot that?!”, and I must say, he is not kidding. I would totally watch a movie of him saying words. I would totally listen to him read an audiobook (ooh that’s a good idea, Edward Norton should totally read audiobooks). He has the sexiest. voice. EVER! Followed by Norman Reedus.

But sometimes (often, actually) sexy voices don’t belong to actors. They belong to singers, and you hear their voices long before you see what they look like. And sometimes, unfortunately, their voices don’t match their faces. I’m not saying that Anders Fridén, Michael Stipe, and Maynard James Keenan are ugly. Not by any means! But it is much more pleasurable listening to In Flames, REM, and Tool, than looking at photos of them. Seriously, they have amazingly sexy singing voices. I wonder if their normal voices are that awesome? I should listen to some interviews…

Sexy voices are often memorable, but there are also other memorable voices out there – ones that aren’t sexy, but very distinctive. I made a list of people with memorable voices. It accidentally has 50 people in it, but it’s not a top 50. It’s just a list of people in alphabetical order.

And just for the record – I love accents. Love them. I even love some accents that other people hate. It’s very annoying when I tell people that I love British accents, only for them to tell me off, and ask which ones. Because I love them all. All the ones I’ve heard, at least. I love Cockney accents, and other London accents. I love Liverpudlian accents and Glaswegian accents. I love Cardiff accents and Edinburgh accents. Outside of Britain, I love Irish accents and Colombian accents. I love Texan accents and redneck accents. I love Californian accents and Pennsylvanian accents. I love Russian accents and Croatian accents. And many, many more that I didn’t mention. So do people now appreciate the fact that it is a lot quicker saying things like “I love British, Irish, and American accents”, rather than saying everything above – and more?