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Originally posted by str8outavannuys
Jonathan Larson is a rock and roll musical poet, and if you (and the LA Times) fail to recognize, well then you're just a ninny-pants. And I'm not just saying this because whenever I hear "Rent," it takes me back to my summers (which in high school meant volunteering at hospices in the lower east village, and in college meant doing the same in the Castro). No, it's much much more than that. "Rent" is the soundtrack for my entire fucking life. When I hear "No Day But Today" it takes me back to my Bar Mitzvah. When I hear "Five Hundred Twenty Five Thousand," it's working on the final issue of "Rumpus" senior year. Or "Tango Maureen" -- taking dance lessons to prepare for my wedding. "Rent" inspires me, as it has countless others, and you and Carina Chocano can just go pound sand.
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I found this funny. Thanks.
This may have something to do with my sinuses being packed full of disgusting gunk.
