NBC did itself proud last night. Its presentation of Jesus Christ Superstar In Concert. The most recent interpretation of the rock opera which opened on Broadway in 1971.
Some of the comments describing last night’s show: Absolutely incredible…..Electrifying…..Emotional climax…..A resurrection of the inner spirit…..The end miraculous.
I saw the Broadway hit in 1972. The movie in 1973. The TV version last night. Each unique in its own way. Each pleasing, Last night’s perhaps the best.
The scaffold setting added another and different dimension to the show.
A perfect ending to Easter Sunday.
My Easter Sunday began at 9. Breakfast with Lisa and family.
I started a tradition when my children were small. An Easter egg hunt. Outside or inside depending on the weather. We often still had snow in upstate New York on Easter.
When the kids got too old, my wife and I did the hunt. Sometimes, my parents. Everyone whooping it up on the sidelines.
Then came grandchildren. The tradition continued.
Lisa continues the tradition with her children. At 13 and 12, they are too old to hunt for Easter eggs and baskets. Today, items teenagers can use. A new cellphone, items of clothing, etc.
Breakfast was at 9 at the conclusion of the hunt. Still fun.
I noticed Robert was now a young man when I saw him a few days ago.
Ally was a young lady yesterday. Dressed beautifully. Hair done. Carried herself with a bearing. As contrasted with a year ago when she did not care her hair was messy, her clothes equally messy, her conversation less than brilliant. Yesterday, she spoke with the adults like an adult.
Which means I am getting older. I grow as they grow. More an old man each year.
I rose at my usual 6 am yesterday. Spent two hours researching for yesterday’s blog. Did not write it at the time. Showered and hustled over to Lisa’s.
Returned home at 12:30. Did the blog. Published late. Finished the blog at 2:30.
The balance of the day was one of rest.
Saturday evening I was out. The Sons and Daughters of Italy had a fundraiser for the organization’s scholarship fund. A bocce evening.
This was the second year for the bocce event. Last year considered a success because although for a first time, the club made money.
Saturday night better than last year. Last year, only 3 courts used. Saturday, all 7. The overflow walking around, watching the bocce games, enjoying sausage sandwiches washed down with beer or wine.
Most of those playing bocce were novices. They come to learn. Two experienced bocce members on each court teaching the participants the ropes.
Many worked to make the event a success. Bob Farrow headed the group. He and his helpers deserve much credit.
I tire easily. Saturday night made me feel tired sunday afternoon. I spent the rest of the day in bed. Watched Ben Hur and The Ten Commandments. What would we have done without Charlton Heston?
Then at 8, the magnificence of Jesus Christ Superstar!
For basketball enthusiasts, tonight the night of nights! The final game of the NCAA tournament. The championship Final Four game. The best of the best in men’s collegiate basketball to be determined.
Michigan/Villanova. At 9:20.
Villanova favored by 6.5 points. If Villanova sinks 3’s as the team did saturday night, Michigan does not stand a chance. On the other hand, I question whether Villanova can shoot that well two games in a row. Add to the mix that Michigan has reached this point with a stellar defense.
Should be a hell of a game!
Enjoy your day!