Outlander the Musical

I'm a little late to the party on this... but I have to post about Outlander the Musical. CHECK OUT THAT WEBSITE and prepare to SQUEEEEE your FACE off!!

Honestly though - I have mixed feelings about this. I am in love with the idea of a collection of Outlander songs - with beautiful singing - some Gaelic - and breathtaking, ethereal music - oh yeah...I can handle that. I may, in fact, flip out to the point of being committed to a rubber room over it.

But "Outlander the Musical"? I think I'm having problems with the word "musical".  I'm sure it would be a stunning production that would bring me to my knees in a puddle of tears cried for Jamie and Claire - a la Les Mis or Phantom. And yet - the word "musical" conjures up thoughts of Danny and Sandy frolicking around Greased Lightning in their leather and spandex. Not Jamie and Claire professing their love whilst not being gentle about it.

Purgatory Randy

This is hilarious. Well - to Tracey and me, at least. It's our father - being silly - and dancing and bag-piping to Scotland the Brave in my kitchen (which looks uncomfortably yellow in this video).  Now you know where WE get it.

What Could Be...

Tracey and I saw this clip when we went to see Eclipse - and the outdoor Scotland scenes killed us. Up on the big screen... set to powerful music... you know where I'm going with this.

Pillars of the Earth TONIGHT on Starz!

Just a reminder - PILLARS OF THE EARTH starts tonight on Starz! 

Bring on Tom Builder!!!

Jock Tamson's Bairns

Stopped by Jock Tamson's Bairns in the city yesterday with Tom and the kids. It's the only authentic Scottish-owned and run bar in NYC.

One word: Awesome.

The owner's name is Gavin and he's from Glasgow. He's a funny guy who was suffering from a bit of a hangover from the previous evening; the poor guy did not look like he was having a very easy time of it. And yet, he was still really friendly to my family.

The bartender (and "musician by trade") is Aiden. Aiden MACKENZIE. And he's from THE HIGHLANDS. Just above Inverness. And while in the midst of conversation, the man actually floated the S-biscuit. Wondering what that means?

That means a Highlander named MacKenzie looked me in the face and casually used the word "Sassenach" in regular conversation.

I can now die a happy woman.

Jock Tamson's Bairns is fully stocked with every whisky imaginable. They're a cozy little joint with lots of Scottish feel - lots of it exuding from the plentiful Scottish accents behind the bar.  Aiden knew his whisky inside out and backwards - and was more than happy to share that knowledge with me...right down to theorizing about its origins.  (And theorizing about the Picts. Fascinating guy... absolutely. He even made me a whisky-based concoction called " The Aiden" - and didn't make me feel a bit uncomfortable for not ordering it neat.) The place has an authentic tin ceiling... and a couple of couches at the end of the long bar.  Most likely these are for taking a load off whilst you text your friends and say "JESUS GOD, A HOT MACKENZIE FROM THE HIGHLANDS JUST SAID "SASSENACH" TO ME!"

Not that I did that from the couch or anything...

I did it from my barstool. :)

Will We Ever Find a Jamie Fraser?

Oh. My. God. The comments from the last post about a possible Jamie have been delicious. Seriously.

I get what was said about the eyes not being cat-like enough... and him not being big enough (although that might be able to be remedied with lifting and body-building; depends on the actor's bone structure). One thing I will say is that Tracey is right; you really have to see someone moving around to get a feel for whether they'd be a good Jamie.

Unfortch - I have never seen anyone who has ALL of Jamie's qualities and I don't think we ever will. If they make a movie/series (yawn... getting tired of even talking about it because it seems as though it will never happen - and in some ways that is a good thing) they will have to compromise somewhere.

I think it comes down to this: What traits will you absolutely, positively NOT compromise on?

Yet Another Possible Jamie Fraser

So I'm sitting in the salon tonight... reading the August issue of In Style magazine... and I see this ad for True Religion jeans:

And I immediately texted Tracey and said "Quick! Google the guy from New Religion jeans!"

And then I came home and Googled. And Googled. And Googled some more. Yowsa. Tommy Dunn is the model's name. Not a half bad Jamie Fraser, y'all.

I Didn't Watch for the Watch

SPOILER ALERT: Dinna read unless you have read 3/4ths of Outlander. 

How could this have happened?!  I have been listening to Outlander tonight... Claire told Jamie she loves him... Jenny had baby Maggie... all was right with the world...and then next thing I know...

BAM!!!  

Jamie's gone! Oh, he's GONE! (said like Rudolph)  Ian came riding along on a strange horse - sans peg - and I'm like "Ohhhhh NOOOO! I didna know! I didna REALIZE! I don't even think I knew Jamie WENT anywhere!" (that's what I get for watering flowers whilst listening to Davina's soothing voice).

Sigh. Now... we wait. And wait. And wait s'more. I am sad, sassenachs. For I know that even when we find him.. he won't be "him" for a verra, verra long time.

Fasten your seatbelts... we're about to hit some turbulence. (Understatement... party of 1?!)

RANDOM JACK RANDALL SHOT!

I canna help it. Jason Isaacs was on Harry Potter the other night and I started making a very high-pitched, involuntary noise... which the rest of my family thankfully ignored. Bottom line: He. Scares. The. Bejesus. Out. Of. Me.  And yet.... I think he's verra tasty.

Outlander Chat Tonight!

Outlander CHAT tonight! 9PM Eastern. What do I want to talk about? LALLYBROCH!  And anything else ye want to discuss!