Camelot.

We went to the community theatre in town last night to see Camelot. Beautiful songs....... a classic musical, and very nicely done by performers who have been on stages from Chicago to Houston to New York.

The stage here in town is very small, and the theatre holds about 150 seats, about three-quarters of them were filled last night. Very intimate theatre... and wouldn't it be nice for Barry Manilow to perform there?

My husband and I were looking at the audience as we waited for the play to begin. Mostly everyone was in the "senior citizen" range, with a few younger couples (like us) sprinkled here and there. Made us wonder who would be sitting in those 150 seats watching a live performance when the present senior citizens in this area are attending the Broadway theatre in the sky?

The songs last night were wonderful, but when you've heard Richard Harris and Robert Goulet sing them, anyone else without such a powerful range of voice just doesn't make the same impact. Not taking anything away from the singers last night, because they were very good, but there was only one Richard Harris, one Robert Goulet. And with such a small theatre, there wasn't an orchestra... just a drummer and a keyboard player, with various bells and whistles added into the keyboard for special effects. We are so jaded when it comes to theatre performances... and we have seen Broadway-caliber plays and musicals right in downtown Houston theatres. But we don't live that close to the Houston theatre district anymore. We are here, and here is where we want to be.

"Bloom where you are planted." We're blooming. And looking forward to the next production at the little theatre right here in town.