I’ll admit it. I know all the words to Def Leppard’s “Pour Some Sugar on Me.” In fact, when my daughter was a baby, my lullaby to her was Night Ranger’s “Sister Christian.” I grew up a child of the 80s, and in my humble opinion, music just doesn’t get any better.
We’ve lived in Yakima for nearly three years, but – believe it or not – we have yet to see a show at our beautiful theater (I chalk that up to two kids under the age of 8 keeping us busy and consistently tired). But if I’m being really honest, well, I'm a bit of a snob. I’ve seen shows on Broadway, Los Angeles, Vegas, you name it. And after living in Seattle for nearly 20 years, I was skeptical that any show touring our humble little town would be of the quality that I – ahem – have become accustomed to.
Wrong. Rock of Ages quite simply rocked! The music, the DANCING (enough to make even me blush a little…but those abs!), the jokes, the smoke, the singing. Was I sitting in the Paramount, or the Capitol Theatre? Aside from the familiar faces in the audience, there was truly no difference in the caliber of the performance. This was first-class theater.
As the show let out and we made our way to the car, we counted our Yakima blessings. Because there is a big, huge difference between going to a show in Seattle vs. a show in Yakima. We had free parking. No traffic. No lines leaving the lot. It took us seven – yes, seven – minutes to get home.
And what did the band from Rock of Ages do after their show? They headed to The Sports Center where they mingled with fans and played a little more 80s hair band ballads.
Only in Yakima.