The Tony Awards were on Sunday, and it’s one of my very favorite nights of the whole year. It’s the one night when musical theatre is broadcast to the cultured (and uncultured) masses (and no, Glee doesn’t count as “musical theatre.”). It’s also a chance to review key players in the industry and celebrate the power of live theatre.
Lately, I’ve been in an artist funk. By that I mean I have been feeling very detached from that world, the artist’s world, and creative inspiration/motivation has been quite low. I’ve felt stifled and unoriginal.
But something started happening Saturday night. I went to see J.J. Abrams’ spectacular new movie, Super 8, and was emotionally stirred. The film conjures up so much nostalgia for childhood and films of the past (like basically ever Spielberg movie ever made). It was well written, deftly acted, and beautiful. As I sat in the darkened theatre, I thought about how much I wanted to be a part of something like that. It was an overwhelming feeling.
Then during the Tony Awards on Sunday night, that feeling of motivation and inspiration kept churning as I watched some of my idols perform and speak. Gone were all the feelings of dullness and detachment. The purpose of my waitressing job seemed clearer than ever: keep doing what you’re doing, and you’ll be able to move to New York sooner than you think. This state I’m in is temporary; soon I’ll be able to audition with the rest of the masses in hopes of one day landing a job that allows ME to perform at the Tony Awards and maybe even one day win one.