I’d normally run a mile, actually I’d probably run a marathon, at the thought of going to see a musical. Perhaps the most painful two hours of ‘entertainment’ of my life was watching the musical Chicago, I could’ve really thrown some chairs after that one.
However, a musical about Fela Kuti seemed like an altogether different proposition and luckily the bread knife bought me a ticket to see the Fela! musical at the National Theatre (NT) on Sunday for Christmas.
I have to say, with the exception of some fella behind me tipping apple juice down the back of my head, it was a brilliant and really enjoyable show.
Unfortunately that was the final show at the NT although it has a run at Saddlers Wells in the summer.
The scars from Chicago run deep though, so not sure when I’ll go and see another musical.