On the twentieth day of Christmas...

...the Christmas show extravanga continued...this time at the Royal Albert Hall! BTW, is there really a bad seat in this house? I love this theater, having been six times this year for something or other. Today, we braved the cold (yes...it is VERY cold in London right now) to see the RAH's production of White Christmas.



Not the songs from the Christmas movie classic, but a 2 hour musical foray of all the good old Christmas standards: I'm Dreaming of a White Christmas, The Twelve Days of Christmas (with the obligatory audience participation - our section was the "six geese of laying" - visualize a Chuck Berry dance move and you have it about right), Jingle Bells and Jingle Bell Rock, Frosty the Snowman, Silver Bells, Winter Wonderland, Santa Baby, Have Yourself Merry Little Christmas, All I Want for Christmas is You (a.k.a. the Mariah Carey version) and more.













You can't take any orchestra too seriously when they are wearing Santa hats .



Pure sacchrin, an immense crowd-pleaser and totally enjoyable. I am there next year. Although, we gotta learn the words to the most often sung UK Christmas songs: Merry Christmas Everybody and I Wish It Could Be Christmas Every Day. The place went wild...no guitar smashing but everybody singing at the top of their lungs and dancing in the aisles. There surely were a few hips thrown out of sockets.