I’m telling you now, in the future everyone will be singing to everyone else. The world will be a massive, unbearable musical.
The signs are already here. For years “Jesus Christ, Superstar” has taken a story we all know and sang it to us. Then Ben Elton‘s career stalled and he turned his hand to lyrics, creating “We Will Rock You” based on the music of Queen. There’s an ABBA musical, “The Beautiful Game” football musical, even a Rod Stewart musical… will the madness ever end?
Recently, this form of musical stupidity has been taken to new highs. Witness the furore over the Jerry Springer thing. However, there’s something even more over the top than that. Brace yourselves.
“Blunkett: the Musical”
“I don’t think there can be anything greater,” said Martin Witts, the producer who will be writing it with journalist Ginny Dougray and music by an American composer known only as MJ.
From MSN.co.uk: “For those who don’t remember — or weren’t paying attention — Blunkett was Home Secretary and one of the country’s most popular politicians until last year, when newspapers revealed he was having an affair with a wealthy, married American woman.
“The socialist and the socialite — what a headline writer’s day,” goes the lyric to the show.
Blunkett soon became embroiled in a paternity fight for the child of his lover, Kimberly Quinn, publisher of the conservative political journal the Spectator. He was finally undone when an investigation concluded he had used his position as interior minister to speed up the residence visa of Quinn’s Filipina nanny.
Meanwhile, the Spectator’s floppy-haired editor, Boris Johnson, was sacked from his own post as culture spokesman for the opposition Conservative party for having an affair with one of his columnists.
That gives the authors an opportunity to send up both main political parties at once.
“Everyone gets their turn,” said Witts.”
It’s most definitely the way of the future.
