Stupidity.
Never got into the groove and hoopla of the contemporary stuff. Posters, Soundtracks, Jesus Freaks...
Community Theater can be funny. Quality Film adaptations of classics are kinda cool.
There’s no “must see” bucket list on my refrigerator. My ex and two other divas sang background with Sarah Brightman at a University performance that was neat. Branagh does a good Henry V...
Grease? Pshaw!
Gilbert and Sullivan? Wodehouse? Sure, but there’s no need to leave the house, and my whirly-pop stands at the ready!
Money laundering.
It is, after all, the true pandemic.