On Our Way To Crazy

Last night we got all dressed up, which for us means wearing sweaters and blazers with our jeans instead of t-shirts and hoodies, and went out on the town. We went to TPAC to see Monty Python’s Spamalot, and y’all, it was incredible.

As in, my cheeks are still kind of sore. And not from the sitting, but from the laughing. Oh my holy moly, the laughing.

Now, obviously, some people are Monty Python people and some are not. If you’re not, I have to say that I don’t entirely understand you. But if you are, you have to see this show. You will be so sad if you don’t.

It doesn’t follow the movie exactly, and there were definitely things from the movie (“Very small rocks!”) that I missed. But the additions more than make up for it. The singing! You haven’t lived until you’ve watched a bunch of guys jump off a cart and sing a song called “I Am Not Dead Yet”. So much awesome.

What was really fun about the show was how into it the audience was. While we didn’t know exactly what was coming, we had an idea. So when a castle wall comes out and a French guy in a funny hat pops up at the top, or a big black guard calls out “None shall pass.”, the whole place is laughing before they can even get their lines out.

If this show is coming anywhere near you, GO SEE IT. You will not be disappointed. You will, however, possibly buy a ringtone for your phone that sings, “His name is Lancelot/ he wears tight pants a lot/ he likes to dance a lot”. Not that I would know anything about that.