Kinda like how I felt after listening to the cast recording of “Spring Awakening” on repeat for months all the while imagining what was happening on stage and feeling excited about how seeing the show live would resolve the enticing mysteries suggested by the lyrics. Then I finally see the tour and feel disappointed that the reality doesn’t match the fantasy. Biggest disappointment: I thought the book would clarify why the summer was “purple.” It didn’t. I still love the recording, though.
