Before the “HamilTonys” on Sunday, I finally took on a song from Lin-Manuel Miranda’s sensational new musical.
It’s hard to not fall into the Hamilton hype. I waited a good six months before allowing myself some time to properly listen to it and absorb it. I’m not a fad girl: I need to like things on my own. Otherwise, I won’t even give them a shot.
Now, however, all I can do is throw fictional gang signs as I rap along with Marquis de Lafayette. I puff up my chest when I croon next to George Washington. And I’m doing my best Lin-Manuel impersonation every time “My Shot” comes on my phone.
I think the blog needs a little more rap, don’t you?