Tonight was my first visit to the Civic Center in nineteen months. My friend and I have had season tickets for the musicals for several years. We just saw "The Band's Visit" which was originally scheduled for May, 2020. Things were a little different than they used to be. Masks were required. We also had to bring our vaccination card and a photo i.d. The world is a different place, but if we do what we can to keep ourselves and others safe, then I am all for it.
It wasn't my favorite, but it was good. It was a story that took place in one day after an orchestra from Egypt was stranded in the wrong town in Israel. They were supposed to be on their way to play at the Arabic Embassy but ended up in a very small town, and stayed with several families in the town. It didn't tell full stories, but gave little glimpses of the lives of the people. Everyone was very talented, with beautiful voices. I found it a little hard to understand. Sometimes they were speaking more than one language, but that was the point; it wasn't always easy to communicate. And not really any dancing. I like dancing, and stories that fall together perfectly, and happy endings. This one was a glimpse into a day. It was probably more realistic than the happy ending stories.
There was a lot of music, all Egyptian and Arabic based. I was reminded of my wild and reckless youth as a belly dancer. I decided to take lessons for my fiftieth birthday present to myself. I actually belonged to a dance troup from 2000 to 2010, and had a lot of fun with them. I didn't perform much, because I get terrible stage fright, and I am a pretty awful dancer, but I practiced with them every week and went to the parties. They are still around, and I try to see them when I can. This is not a picture of me.
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