It’s Time To Accept Kristin Chenoweth As Your Queen

Warning: I’m going to fangirl, but I’m not sorry about it.

 Here’s the thing. I said this on Twitter, but I’ll say it again for dramatic affect. People talk about Judy at Carnegie Hall all those years ago. People will talk about Kristin Chenoweth at Carnegie Hall years from now.

 I’ve been a fan of Kristin’s for almost a decade now. I was fifteen and now I’m almost twenty-five and I have changed and grown in a multitude of ways. One thing that remains the same, while still being able to astound me, is that Kristin Chenoweth is a hell of a performer.

 It would be nearly embarrassing to admit how many times I’ve seen her in concert or on the stage, in movies (Hello, Space Chimps– I mean, you’re welcome) or TV, and how much money I’ve spent or forced other people to spend (thanks Godmother!) Every single time, it has been worth it.

 The Apple Tree remains my all-time favorite Broadway performance I have ever seen. Promises Promises also was excellent. Pushing Daises (RIP) was one of those shows I always was amazed by the cleverness and creativity, especially as an aspiring writer, and wish there was more. Sometimes the movies were questionable, but Kristin’s abilities to be funny and talented still shine. But on stage, in concert, Kristin is talent.

 There is a difference, at least in my mind between talented and talent. There are a lot of people in this world who can carry a tune and perform among the greatest. Or are great, amazing at what they do. But last night’s show was the definition of a performance. For all of me, as I am going through this point in my life struggling to find what I want to do for a career, I wish it was clearly defined for me. There’s no doubt that Kristin belongs on stage.

 Not that she hasn’t worked hard, because as a fan for so many years, I have come to understand just how much hard work and dedication she puts into everything that she does. It’s one of those factors I admire most. Lately, with the semester finishing up and grad school nearing close, I’ve been busy and overwhelmed.

 So many ideas are popping up in my head, but I don’t have the time to write them down. It’s getting to me. But seeing a performance like last night. One where you see someone doing what she loves and being exceptional. Well, that is inspiration. I’m not a singer, and as my brother tells me, I can’t hit the high notes. But I am a writer and if I want to have any success or even be allowed to call myself that, I have to work at it, no excuses. Foster the passion that drives the soul, if not for anyone else, but for yourself.

 Last night, the entire concert was beautiful. The performance that stands out to me, among all others (and again, I have seen a LOT), was the encore. Kristin stood at center stage, without a mike, with every single person in that audience leaning forward in stunned silence, singing “Bring Him Home” from Les Miserables. After another standing ovation, I looked at my friend Stephanie and all we could do is say, “Wow.”

 Captivating and remarkable, and everyone in that audience was lucky to be there. That is what the power of music and talent can do. It was cleansing and inspiring and I just want to say thank you, once again, Kristin Chenoweth.

 Now can someone please give her her own variety show a la the likes of the Carol Burnett Show?!

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