You've set a beautiful table my fair, Senorita

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(One of the notes was WAY too high for me, as a dude, to reach, so my gaze-mazing sister Sara filled in. WOO HOO. So, yeah, that’s why I suddenly sound like a middle-school girl. Let me correct myself: middle-schooler. MAYBE YOU CAN THINK OF IT LIKE… like BABY HELGA’S saying it to Arnold for now! So it doesn’t seem so hilarious.)

Be sure to click here to read the lyrics, so you know who’s saying what.

Also, the full-resolution version of the drawing I did up there can be found by click on this entire sentence! That’s right, you could’ve clicked on it a long time before you finished reading. It’s regrettable, I know.

The first full rough recording of the Act II song, I Like You! So far, the only Act II song to be remotely finished at all. … I should try recording Argument. But yeah, to set the tone, Helga and Arnold have gone off on their own to try and find a way out and save the people who are still trapped in the auditorium, due to Curly’s flip-out at the end of the social. They get angry at each other, but eventually, they come to a point where they realize they haven’t been listening to each other, or even respecting each other, and this song happens. Also, this song means a lot more after hearing the Act I Yearbook Love Letter song, because it echoes a lot of the themes, except now they’re finally being shared with Arnold, albeit in a less gushing fashion. Everything that was said in the song in question seems to feel like it’s there in this, despite any of the original words never being there.

Skye and Amanda are such a talented pair. For them to tackle such an ambitious project that consists of so much work…it must be shared and recognized. It is so exciting to watch this unfold so beautifully it’s keeping me on my toes. It’s so exciting! The creativity woven into this musical is so well defined and captures the nature of Hey Arnold so gracefully. This song is nothing short of fantastic and embodies Arnold and Helga’s young relationship; which transitions/matures to an acknowledgement of a friendship. It’s beautiful.