Saw it on Broadway, so glad it's coming to the Est End. Wonderful melodies, poignant-funny show. Sadly Ebb died during the composition of the show. I take another song "I miss my Friend" to be a tribute to him from his partner Kander.
Cioffi (spoken): You see what I'm saying? The song itself is kind of lackluster. It lacks .. Chris: Yes? Cioffi: Luster. Chris: I agree. We need a completely new composition, one that's catchier than pink eye. I'll leave you to it. Cioffi: Well, at least now you'll have a few minutes alone with your piano. Aaron: Alone, yeah. Cioffi: Could I ask, only because I've wondered this my entire life--which would normally come first, the music or the lyric? Aaron: Same answer as the chicken or the egg. Cioffi: Ah, so it's the lyric. Aaron: No. It can start with a note. Which can become a phrase. And then you try hanging words off each branch, like trimming a tree. Cioffi: Sounds easy enough. Aaron: Really? Well don't talk about love Or you'll have to say "fits like a glove" Or "As certain as push comes to shove" You will pine for the woman you're constantly thinking of You see the problem. Cioffi: Dangling participle. So you suggest staying away from love? Aaron: At all costs. And don't mention your life Or you'll have to say "cuts like a knife" Or refer to the heartbreak and strife When you find that you're missing your ... Cioffi: Missing? Aaron: What? Cioffi: You were saying what you miss. Aaron: No I meant that, well ... (sung)I miss the music I miss the song Since she’s not with me It comes out wrong It doesn’t matter How hard I try I’ve lost the music I don’t know why You may have known Before I met her I wrote alone But if you ask me What I prefer I’d say the music I wrote with her When you’re writing a song And you’ve a partner The room is filled with jokes and chatter She says something You say something She writes a line You play a vamp But when you’re writing a song Without a partner That’s a completely different matter No one tells you “That’s not funny” No one says “Let’s cut that bar” No one makes you better than you are I can’t pretend I miss the music I miss my friend No need to ask me What I prefer I choose the music I wrote with her I liked the music I made with … Georgia (spoken): Aaron, I forgot my lyric. Can you believe it? Me. Aaron: Well you’re not the lyricist now, you’re the star. Georgia? Break a leg. Georgia: Thanks. You can finish the song without me? Aaron: I’m a one-man band. (sung) I miss the music I miss my friend No need to ask me What I prefer I choose the music I wrote with her I loved the music I made with her
Ore dude this is amazing! Kind of puts me in mind of Nat King Cole. So lovely to see your new career in performing and musical theatre since Strictly prospering 👍
