Indulge me for a minute...

I want to post about a certain musical I've seen, Mamma Mia. As a student of song of my generation, ABBA's music seemed as uncool as it gets, their uncoolness transcending time and genre. The musical however, is a different experience. Two things had changed since previously I contemplated the group: I went on a trip to Mykonos, a Greek island, and secondly, I have changed, I dare not say matured. The first time I saw the show was in Madrid, in Spanish (at which I have the basics). I was thrilled yet embarassed. I was thrilled at the pagentry; embarrassed at the knowledge that I was now possibly as uncool as the disco affictionados of yesteryear.
The New York show was the better of the Spanish show visually, but I found the Spanish singing more suited to the lyrics and their meaning. I somehow picture the protagonist and her entourage speaking Greek (closer to Spanish than English) than the scripted English.