The Hills are Alive

I didn’t plan to watch Carrie Underwood’s televised live performance in The Sound of Music. Each time I saw a commercial for it, I think I might have groaned.

To be honest, I’d never even seen the movie version starring Julie Andrews in its entirety. I know, the shame, right?

But that Thursday night there was nothing else on, so we tuned in to watch Carrie sing about the hills and do re mi.

We laughed over the fact that the dude playing Captain Von Trapp looked severely constipated. We discussed our irritation with Rolf and the stupid song, “Sixteen Going on Seventeen.”

We didn’t manage to stay up to watch the whole play the night it was aired live but we did catch it the following Sunday when it was shown again.

Alyssa loved it. She loved the music, she loved laughing with me over the sillier parts (Rolf, ugh!

She loved it so much, we bought the dvd of both versions and have watched both several times in the past couple of weeks.

You can hear both me and Alyssa wandering about the house singing, “When you know the notes to sing…”

Even Olivia can be found singing, “Do a dear, a female deer…) at the top of her lungs. It’s awesome.

When we watched the 1965 version with Julie Andrews Alyssa declared Carrie Underwood her favorite Maria.

I told her it was just because Carrie’s Maria was the first on Alyssa had seen. I definitely prefer Julie Andrews’ performance. She managed to look more like a woman who might be heading off to become a nun. She was also feistier than Carrie’s Maria, who came across as awfully sweet.

If the point of doing the live performance was to introduce a whole new generation to The Sound of Music, it worked. At least it worked in our house. We’re loving the sound of music as it makes it was through our home.