Monday, November 28, 2005

Night Fever...

I was out on Thursday night to see the stage musical version of Saturday Night Fever. There was 16 of us that went ranging from the kids to the mums.

None of us were old enough to have gotten into the cinema to see the movie when it was first released...I was about 4 at the time but being in my (very early) thirities I was part of the "John Travolta was a god" era. You know, the same age group of women who worshipped John Taylor from Duran Duran and who dreamed of marrying George Michael long before we knew he batted for the other side and who proudly wore t-shirts with "Frankie Says Relax" on the front.

Sad but true.

So we sang our way through the performance in our best Bee Gee's voices, much to the embarrassment of children and the whole place was on it's feet dancing along at the end even the kids!

It's not the best show I've seen but it was a good night out and strangely enough 9 year old has asked me to download the soundtrack for her...I won't be downloading it though because I already have sits alongside my Wham and Duran Duran CD's.

Jenny xx

1 comment:

Steven Douglas said...

I saw the movie when it first came on screen (yeah, yeah, sad git, I know), but the saddest part is that in 30 or so years since it came out, Barry Gibb hasn't changed one little bit...he still looks (and sounds) like a poof...