Broadway Musicals of the 1940s (my fav-o-rite book)

I have spent my life trying to alienate myself from women by playing video games and from men by loving Broadway musicals.
If you read the blog, you might also know that I work for a Theater Camp that performs more than 8 plays a year for kids from 2nd grade to 12th grade.
I write this to condemn the modern musical.
There are many musicals I’ve come across in the past few years that I’ve fallen in love with, but I’m upset that they can never be performed at my camp.
Why? A few reasons.
First, the cast. Anyone wanting to perform an ensemble drama knows that dramatic plays are written with a skeleton cast in mind. The same seems true with musicals. “Evita” has a whopping one female role, and two males. “Little Shop of Horrors” has one female, (four, if you count the backup singers), and, oh, three male leads, (four, if you count the Audrey II.) Both great shows, both sucky breakdowns when you have a group of 30 young hopefuls, the overwhelming majority of them being female.
Avenue Q was looking like it had potential, with the omission of a few choice songs, until I actually saw it and discovered that most of the actors play two characters. Lame to the max. Isn’t acting competitive enough without reducing the cast by 50%?
Second, we are unable to perform these plays because the “cool” modern way that musicals deal with cultural zeitgeist. Which, according to Rent and Avenue Q, translates into orgies, AIDS, pornography, and drunken one-night stands with puppets. Sure, I love it, but would I invite my grandmother to see it? Would I want a 2nd grader to star in it? Probably not.
I am all for new musicals coming onto the scene. I recall a scene from Li’l Abner that we had to edit because it referenced a trinket from a presidential election so obscure, it would have confused the entire audience. Annie even has a song called “We’d Like to Thank You Herbert Hoover,” which is sung with such sarcasm and scathing political commentary…that no one but a poli sci major gets the hilarious nuances. Well, I’m exaggerating a little, but it certainly doesn’t have as much impact as when Avenue Q sings about how happy they are that things that suck won’t last forever, such as George Bush.
I guess what I’m asking for is a modern musical without all the swearing and sex and death by AIDS, *and* with enough roles for, say, a jury to happily perform.
I won’t even get into how few roles there are for strong female altos, because I doubt anyone has even read this far.

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