… the musical is freaking awesome. I was perusing the Outer Darkness boards the other day and someone posted a link to the cast recording over on NPR (thank you NPR!) And I have been listening to it over and over again since then (three days ago.) It’s the most delightfully wicked Broadway show recording I’ve heard since, well, Wicked. I especially love all the inside jokes like one of the missionary’s brother’s name is Jack. And there’s Kolob and Orlando and so much more it’s just a constant giggle-fest. Now, this recording is a bit uhm … “not safe for work” but it’s done in such a snarky yet sweet way that I think non-Mormons, ex-Mormons and yes, even Mormons will get a kick out of it. It just might be the very best thing to happen to the Mormon church since, well, “God changed his mind about black people.” And it’s perfect timing, what with Mittens getting geared up to run for president next year. And if he wins, my oh my, it must be fulfillment of prophecy! (I’m sure they’ll make one up if there isn’t one already.)

I do have a couple minor complaints, though. I didn’t catch anything about cureloms or handshakes or green aprons from the recording, though. I can hold out hope maybe the visuals in some of the songs allude to at least some of the juiciest bits of “doctrine.” And that song “I Believe”, while pretty, I think should have been called “I Know (Without a Doubt”) because, well, Mormons don’t just BELIEVE they KNOW. “I know the Church is true, I know Joseph Smith was a prophet, seer and revelator, I know, I know, I know ….” Even three year olds know. Even if they don’t know what a revelator is, they still know. Because they have the “spirit” … even though they haven’t been baptized yet.

Anyway, I do hope this show does well at the Tonys next month (it was nominated 14 times woohoo!) And if it wins, it must be because God loves Mormons. Or South Park. Or something like that. And if this show ever makes it to the gritty streets of the City of Angels, I’ll be there with bells on, a Quad and green Jell-O for everyone, just for old times sake.