<p>It seems as though it was just yesterday that I was obsessed with a new musical called <em>Les Miserables</em>.  I knew the score backwards and forwards. </p>

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<p>During my freshman year in college, my suitemate created a cassette tape for me called "Beautiful Men Singing Love Songs".  (Yes, cassettes were still around -- yikes!  CDs were brand new and just starting to take off.)  My suitemate was a hopeful romantic like me and knew that I would be verklempt over her recording. </p>

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<p>A featured singer on this "Beautiful Men Singing Love Songs" recording was Michael Ball from <em>Les Miserables.  </em>Michael played Marius in both the London and Broadway casts.  He was gorgeous and had a voice equally as smashing.  Frenchy and I would lie on our beds and dream of Michael (or someone like him) sweeping us off our feet and singing sweet music to us on a nightly basis. </p>

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<p>Like <em>that</em> has ever happened.  I have dated men who sing, but they have always been a highly disfunctional lot. </p>

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<p>Oh, well.  It's always good for a girl to have fantasies. </p>

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<p>Last week, I was talking to my sis (another <em>Les Miserables</em> fanatic) who told me of the upcoming <em>Les Miserables </em>25th anniversary concert.  It was actually filmed in London in October, but it would broadcast for one night only in movie theatres around the world. </p>

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<p>And then my sister broke the news.  Nick Jonas would sing the part of Marius. </p>

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<p><span style="color: #ff0000;"><span style="font-size: xx-large;"><strong>WTF?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!</strong></span></span></p>

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<p>My sister reminded me that when Nick was a boy, he played the part of Gavroche on Broadway.  I relaxed a bit, thinking that this kid might have a set of pipes.  Perhaps he would be the Michael Ball of a new generation of <em>Les Miserables</em> fans. </p>

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<p> Day 53 was like Christmas for me.  I couldn't wait to get to the theatre at 7:30 that night for an epic musical that sings to my heart.</p>

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<p>When I arrived, the theatre was nearly full of <em>Les Miserables</em> fans.  Hurrah!  The buzz of excitement was palpable. </p>

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<p>The lights dimmed, the speakers blared, the idiots in front of me started singing (luckily the guy in front of me said something), and...</p>

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<p><span style="color: #ff9900;"><span style="font-size: x-large;"><strong>Magic.  </strong></span></span></p>

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<p>It took me about 5 minutes to warm up to Alfie Boe who played the leading part of Jean Valjean.  I am used to hearing Colm Wilkinson and Gary Morris.  But Alfie quickly blew me away with his stratospheric voice and soulful performance. </p>

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<p>The other actors/singers were equally</p>

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