I'm fairly Hamilton obsessed and will be seeing the musical by the same name on Friday at the Richard Rogers Theater in the "greatest city in the world" New York City. To say I could not be more excited is a literal statement - by the time Friday comes I will likely be visibly vibrating with excitement. In my usual fashion, once I'm hooked, I basically have to ride the obsession train until its reached its final destination, or I'm distracted and wander off to a different connection. Lucky for me, this particular obsession involves lots of singing to myself in my car and watching videos on YouTube.
Did I mention that I'm seeing the show on Friday?! This will probably be the last time my husband grants me Valentine's Day carte blanche to purchase tickets to something.
Lately, my Hamilton game has been tight. I recently annotated a lyric on genius.com (you can find that here and also upvote it because that Little Mermaid reference is on point) and I've been to the end of YouTube watching SadSadConversation videos of Lin Manuel Miranda (click here). I also became the recent recipient of a gift of Dueling Shots (only take the Burr one if you want to shoot first).
There were no excess facts that meant nothing or were zero value-added. Chernow could easily have included details upon details of the massive documents Hamilton produced creating the first National Bank but that wasn't necessary for the story and really would have bogged the biography down to the point where the facts would have exceeded my curiosity.
A. Ham. Damn! |
I'm so thrilled that the success of the musical is shedding light on this eminently fascinating founding father. A boy who grew up from illegitimate parentage in the Caribbean, arrived as a teenager in America and, largely self-educated, relied on his bravery in battle and his prowess in writing to rise to the most inner circles of government.
At times tragic and sad (especially towards the end), Hamilton is a study in hard work, brilliance, excess, bravado... so many things. If you weren't aware that Hamilton was killed in a duel with Vice President Aaron Burr (spoiler alert - you clearly have never seen the famous Got Milk? commercial), you are probably also likely unaware that his son died two years prior in a duel on the same dueling grounds. Again, tragic.
Phillip Hamilton. Okay, I get it Phillip, I see you. "God, you're a fox." |
Painfully flawed, and utterly human, Hamilton fought both his parentage and politics to put forth his vision of what he believed was best for the country. It goes without saying that Aaron Burr does not come out so well in this telling, but more surprising was the really detailed ways in which Thomas Jefferson was a total A-hole (despite my ardent love for Daveed Diggs who plays the character in the show).
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I really enjoyed reading what otherwise could have been a stale bloated story of a financial genius. I will certainly read Chernow's earlier, and I'm sure just as masterfully pieced, biography of Washington.
5/5 Stars.
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