Dammit, Janet.

"I would like, if I may, to take you on a strange journey." - The Rocky Horror Picture Show

It's cold and windy outside and I am lying in bed writing to you and regretfully peeling off  fake eyelashes. It's been a heck of a night. I think I am in love with a man in a corset and stockings.

I had a strange introduction to Rocky Horror. I knew most of the jokes and lyrics before I had ever even seen it. 50 miles on foot, over three days, in the Scottish boarders, with a (mixed sex) group of scouts has you picking up the strangest things. Most of Life of Brian, ditto Monty Python's Holy Grail and all of the lyrics to every Rocky Horror song, all pepper with Full Metal Jacket quotes, obviously. 

Despite such strange beginnings  or perhaps because of them, The Rocky Horror Picture Show has an extremely fond place in my heart. Last nights 40th Anniversary show was amazing, the cast and the audience were stunning. The cast knew to expect the unexpected and the audience knew how to provide it. From the opening line the energy levels were turned up to 11, I had trouble staying sat in my seat. Oliver Thornton's Frank-N-Furter was beautiful and intense, who thought a man in stockings could be that alluring, whatever your preference. Philip Franks as the narrator was razor sharp and utterly unflappable. Sadly, Eddie was weakly played and some what over looked, though much of the audience seemed unfazed by this. Also a song by Brad in the second act drastically changed the pace of the overall performance,jarring against what came before. Otherwise Each and every member of the cast knew they're role and played to exactly what the audience wanted. Rhydian's Rocky was not only perfectly sculpted, but finally a Rocky with a voice, and what a voice.

So glad I got to see the show again, and to share the experience with the friends that I went with. Now all that is left to do is wipe away the last traces of drag queen ish make up, and crawl into be with "Don't dream it, Be it" floating around my brain.