let me just preface this by saying that i am fully aware of and proudly admit to my astounding nerd-dom when it comes to theater and musicals. i am unabashed in proclaiming my affinity in particular for those (or anything for that matter) consisting of hippies aplenty, donned in fringe and wildflowers and afros, high on the fumes of revolt, gyrating, and swooning in worship to the sun and moon. and thus, yet another way for me to feed the time-warp frankenstein that since age 10 has made it entirely apparent that i was born in the wrong decade.
"hair" is coming to the colonial theater in boston on March 22nd, courtesy of broadway across america. i am squealing. on the inside. shut up.
