Obsessed with Hamilton

Like seemingly the rest of the world, my family and I are obsessed with Hamilton.  We haven't been lucky enough to see the actual performance on Broadway, but we've listened to the original cast recording countless times. The question of the day is often, "Shall we listen to Act 1 or Act 2?" My kids have the lyrics practically memorized. You would be surprised how many daily references in casual conversation make us all think of a moment from the story. I suppose you can say we're seeing the world through Hamilton-tinted glasses.

I've been obsessed with shows before (and books, movies, and a bunch of other obsession-worthy miscellanea), but after a while my fanaticism wanes.  Not so with Hamilton.  Watching the PBS Fall Arts Festival special Hamilton's America reinforced how extraordinary Lin-Manuel Miranda's creation truly is.  My kids viewed it too and were equally enthralled.

I'm budgeting my theater expenses and I prefer seats close enough to the stage to see the actors' faces, so I don't know when I'll be able to afford Hamilton tickets.  For now I'm entering the ticket lottery whenever I can, reading the book Hamilton: The Revolution that my wife gave me for Father's Day, and also reading the biography by Ron Chernow that inspired the musical adaptation. Until I grow tired of it (if that was even possible), I'll continue to listen to the soundtrack over and over again.