Alegría

Cirque du Soleil’s Alegría came to Austin for a 5 night run at the Cedar Park Center.

Last night I took the family to see opening night.

I’ve seen many Cirque shows on TV; Bravo or A&E, I forget which would play the shows and many times run marathons. Wife and I always enjoyed watching them. Of the shows, Alegría was always a favorite. So that it came to town and we could see it live? Awesome.

The kids have never been to any sort of circus, or experienced anything quite like this. We played some promo videos we found online. Daughter of course was excited about it. Youngest wasn’t too sure but did think it’d be neat. Oldest? He made up his mind that he was going to hate it, of course. 🙂  In the weeks since the ticket purchase and leading up to last night, everyone’s respective sentiments towards the show only strengthened. I just encouraged Oldest to go in with an open mind and let it be what it will be; even if he ends up not liking it, he’ll have the experience. I was taken to many events as a child that didn’t appeal to me at the onset and afterwards I knew I’d never do again. However I know my life is a bit richer for the experience. Besides, I’d remind him of all the times he knew he’d hate something and ended up liking it in the end.

And so we went. We decided to have dinner out, and since it was Ash Wednesday seafood was on the menu. I found this little place in Cedar Park called CR Surf & Turf (Yelp listing). Seemed to be decently reviewed and sure enough, the place lived up to the review. It’s a little place, but business was steady and the place was generally 75-90% full the entire time we were there. Service wasn’t horrible, but wasn’t great (e.g. no one ever refilled Wife’s water, or even came by after the food was delivered to ask how things were). Still, the folks were friendly and if you needed anything it was easy enough to ask. The place isn’t too fancy either, but who cares. What’s important is the food and my my my my my…. it was good. We started with a fried calamari. We expected it to be like everyone else does it: little bits of squid, battered and deep fried to a brown, served up in a mound on a plate with cocktail sauce. It was far from that. A light golden batter, meaty cuts of squid, and a fantastic addition of sautéed onions and other things including some sliced fresh jalapeno (sorry, I can’t remember it all). But my my it was delicious, and so different from the norm. Just fantastic. Everyone had their different plates of food and it was all done very well. The fish was delicious, cooked just right. Even scallops, which are so easy to screw up, were done right. Anything fried (e.g. Oldest had a plate of fried stuff) was a very light batter, crunchy, and didn’t feel heavy. I had grilled asparagus as a side, and it was cooked just right… nothing overdone or underdone. And everything came to our table hot… like freshly cooked hot. Just awesome. I’m telling you folks… this was some really good stuff. If the place wasn’t so far of a drive away I think it’d be a regular place for us. Highly recommended. But anyway…. this isn’t a food blog, but the place was so good I had to give them some credit.

So we get to the Cedar Park Center, find our seats. I always try to get good seats for things and this was no exception. Section 122, row C. It gave us a great view of the entire stage, and comfortable viewing as well (no craning your neck to see everything). One thing I’ll repeat about the Cedar Park Center is the place is tiny and the seats are cramped, but there really aren’t any “bad seats”… even the cheap nosebleeds aren’t going to be terrible. I’d say the only “bad seats” would be the ones directly to the left and right of the stage, since you’d be obscured at times (e.g. the large net at the end for the Aerial High Bar performance).

What can I say about the show other than it was well-executed. I’ve seen the show numerous times on TV, but seeing it live was wonderful. The talent, the skill, the ability of the performers is amazing to watch. The kids were certainly wow’d by a lot of things. Of course, I think for them the best part was watching the clowns. I can’t say I blame them… the clown act was updated a bit and was hilarious, especially the use of some running gags. I know Oldest liked the Fire-Knife Dance too.

Speaking of Oldest… at intermission he comes up to me:

“Dad… I’m going to have to eat my words.” And he gives a slight smile.

Yeah I know, Son. I heard you laughing. I saw you hold your breath during some of those death-defying feats. I saw your attention totally captured. It’s all good. 🙂

4 thoughts on “Alegría

  1. Took the wife to see one of the shows a couple of years back. Absolutely awesome show.

    Not my usual cup of tea but I really appreciated the artistry in the physicality of the performance as much as the choreography.

    It’s always great to see the kids accept things, however begrudgingly, that they didn’t expect to like.

    Proud poppa moment for you I’m sure. Not only in raising kids who enjoyed it but in a son willing to admit that he was wrong. Good work Sir.

    • I made sure the kids grasped the depth of the performance. I mean, sure a lot of the stuff is cool to watch, but can you really appreciate the guy that can do a one-handed hand-stand then do push-ups from that position? The strength, the balance, all that that goes into it. We talked about it and yeah, they get it… even their Dad who is pretty strong, they know Dad can’t do that stuff. 🙂

      Proud Papa moment? I don’t know. I’m just being Dad and just happy they had a good time. What I am curious about is what they’ll take from it 10-20-30 years from now. I see how I recall such events from my youth… how will they view it? How will this change their world? That’s going to be the real exciting thing to watch.

  2. Hsoi,

    The proud poppa moment was multiple.

    The moment that your kids dug a really cool, non-video, non-computer related performance.

    The moment your son admitted, not just realized, but was strong enough to admit he was enjoying himself.

    The moment that you spent time talking to your kids — way too many kids don’t have parents willing to do that and way too many kids won’t talk to even those parents willing.

    The moment that your kids realized that you were able to admit there are things you can’t do and yet it doesn’t make you less of a person. I’m betting there may have been a joke or two but it wasn’t disparaging, it wasn’t belittling of you. Raising kids that can joke without being mean is a proud poppa moment.

    They may not see it as anything other then Dad time but please — from one who is and has been there — accept the compliment and as you show– cherish the time and memories.

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