Looks like the show Steve and I saw in a Church Gym last Friday is heading for the Big Time- Broadway!
We both saw “Spring Awakening” when it was being done off-Broadway in a converted Church then again on Broadway. I saw “Grey Gardens” off-Broadway and again once it transferred to The Great White Way. Steve saw “Bloody, Bloody Andrew Jackson” at the Public before Broadway. It’s so cool to see these great off-Broadway shows transfer.
“Lysistrata Jones” is really, really good. I hope it makes it on Broadway.
From the NY Post:
That “new translation” is, of course, his new musical, “Lysistrata Jones,” a modern twist on Aristophanes’ comedy about Greek wives who force their husbands to negotiate peace during the Peloponnesian war by withholding sex.
It was a big hit in 411 B.C., packing them in for years at the Theater Dionysus, a Nederlanderious house, and winning the Tonyiod that year for Best Play.
Beane’s version, running at the Judson Memorial Church until Friday, is a hit as well. The Post’s Elisabeth Vincentelli called it “a terrific splash of summer fun,” while the Times’ Ben Brantley said it was “effervescent and tasty.”
(Sounds like Ben was hitting the retsina again.)
And now comes word that the show will move to Broadway in the fall.
Alan Wasser, a general manager who oversees such long-running hits as “The Phantom of the Opera,” has quietly been hunting around for theaters. He’s got his eye, I’m told, on the Broadhurst or the Walter Kerr.
The budget is said to be between $6 million and $7 million.
Set in Athens, Ga., Beane’s “Lysistrata Jones” is about a group of high school cheerleaders who refuse to sleep with the members of the basketball team until they start winning games. The musical has no stars, which could be a drawback on Broadway. However, the bright young cast is winning, and Liz Mikel, as a saucy goddess, is likely to find herself in a good seat at next year’s Tonys.
I started my second day in New York on Fifth Avenue. I had forgotten how much Fifth Avenue got on my nerves now…
Like most of Mid Town Manhattan, between 40th and 50th Streets, Fifth Avenue is now just like part of Branson, Missouri or Myrtle Beach South, Carolina. It is tourist hell.
New York has become entirely too safe. I really am starting to miss the days when the only time you saw teenagers in Times Square was if they were there to turn tricks or buy drugs. That would be vastly preferable to slack jawed idiots who stop cold on the side walk to gape at the tall buildings. Or families who leisurely stroll up the side walks four or six abreast. It’s really country come to town time….
Broadway really is starting to reflect this more and more each season. There’s just not a lot on Broadway that I want to see- or put up with the tourists to see.
Even though I loved “Catch Me If You Can”, I still had to put up with five or six cretinous teenage girls sitting behind us talking and periodically noisily unwrapping food through the whole show. That’s why they are putting on junk shows like “Spiderman”, “The Adams Family”, “Priscilla, Queen of the Desert” and “Sister Act”. It’s all for this crowd.
There is a big difference in both the quality of the shows and the quality of the audience once you go off-Broadway.
That’s one of the reasons I loved seeing “Lysistrata Jones” down in the East Village Friday night. It was in a Church Gym and had a real New York audience. Real New York audiences don’t applaud the scenery and they loved “Lysistrata Jones”. As did we. It is a modern re-telling of the Greek play “Lysistrata” where the women withheld sex to stop the war. In this version, cheerleaders withhold sex in order to get their slacker basketball player boyfriends to actually try to win a game. It was a musical. It was wonderful. It reminded us of a mix of “Glee”, “Xanadu” and a touch of “Spring Awakening”.
Saturday was a full day with three shows.
First up was “The Motherf@cker with the Hat”. This was nominated for multiple Tony Awards and deserved them all. It was a comedy about addiction. Addiction to drugs, addiction to sex, addiction to the past, addiction to people…Amazing performances.
Having not seen “Jerusalem”, I would have voted Bobby Cannavale the Best Actor Tony award. He was amazing. Chris Rock was very good. The set was amazing. The play was amazing. I’m so glad we saw it. It’s so rare to see a really good new play on Broadway…
We went from there to my partner Steve Willis’ play reading. It was an almost sold out house for his play “Diana Sands”. It was a new version of the play and it was very well received. It was a great time. Good people, good audience, good play. We’ll see where it goes from here…
We cabbed it uptown from there to see the off Broadway show “The Best is Yet to Come”, the new musical review of Cy Coleman’s songs. Great cast of Broadway veterans including Lillias White, Howard McGillin, Rachel York, David Burnham, Natascia Diaz and Billy Stritch. Great audience of New Yorkers and not tourists.
We had seen Lillias in her Tony Award winning performance in Cy Coleman’s “The Life” and it was great to see her recreate her show stopping number again. She’s an amazing performer. Rachel York was beautiful and delivered some great moments. The rest of the cast was delightful.
Howard McGillin has always been one of our favorites. We love his CD/Album and play it frequently. He’s spent most of the last 15 years going in and out of “Phantom of the Opera” where he’s played the lead more than any other actor. Something like 17 million performances….
He’s much more than that…It was great to see him up close and personal from the third row of a very small theatre. He is so good…and aging very well.
At the end of one song, he threw a rose into the audience. It landed in my lap. Several elderly New York women now hate me…
A rose from Howard McGillin is not a bad way to end a Saturday night in New York.
It’s even better ending the evening by going back to a comfortable hotel with Steve Willis and knowing there is more to do on Sunday, one of my favorite days in New York…
I won’t be posting much the next few days because I am vacationing in New York. We usually do at least 2 or 3 long weekends a year in the City and this is one of them…
I know you’re not supposed to tell people when you are out-of-town, but we have a house sitter and an alarm system, so I’m hoping the alarm will stop them, the pets will attach them and the house sitter will shoot them if anyone tries to break in…I’ll take the chance for some time in New York.
Let me start by saying, for once, the journey up on USAirways was relatively smooth- which is exceedingly rare nowadays. Of course, my expectations are lowered. As long as we get to the original destination within a couple of hours of the scheduled time, without crashing and with luggage, I accept that as the best-case scenario.
Given this, It didn’t faze me that before we left they told us the plane’s bathroom was broken, so if you had to go to the bathroom, go before you boarded. I’m just surprised they didn’t use this as an excuse to cancel the flight. But then, it was a full flight and they probably just wanted the money. If it hadn’t been full, I’m sure they would have canceled.
My biggest issue was that at least a third of my fellow passengers were wearing flip-flops. Those who read this blog know this is a pet peeve of mine- people who wear flip-flops on airplanes and in other inappropriate places. Not to mention on an airplane on a flight to New York City. Doesn’t get much more inappropriate than that- short of the White House.
Who in their right frigging mind would wear flip-flops in New York City? That’s like walking barefoot down Broadway. That’s just nasty, unsanitary and unsafe.
Don’t get me wrong, I love flip-flops, I own flip-flops, I wear flip-flops, but I know when and where to do so. It’s inappropriate use of flip-flops that make me crazy. If the plane crashed, do you want to try to escape through fire and hot metal wearing little pieces of rubber on your feet? If they didn’t fall off on impact? Talk about slack-jawed idiots.
And there are pages of articles on the web about how unsanitary and unsafe it is to wear flip-flops in New York. Just Google “Flip Flops in New York City.”
I’ll rest my case and I’ll try to move on…
After a pleasant cab ride into the City, I got to the hotel and made my first of three attempts to check in.
First, the room wasn’t ready, so I went to lunch. Since I was carrying my messenger bag crammed full of all my electronics: iPod, Bose Headphones, 2 cell phones, MacBook Air and Kindle, I didn’t want to go far. That was too much crap to schlepp all over town.
So, I had to break one of my rules and eat in Mid town. Tourist trap food. Over priced. Not very good. Mid town.
I ate at a trendy little place on 8th Avenue and ordered a Beet and Grilled Shrimp Salad. It was 4 shrimp, 3 cubes of beets and a couple of lettuce leaves for $14.95. Never eat in Mid town unless you know the place or it’s an old diner…..I paid for my sins.
Try two, I actually got my room, but no key cards. The machine was broken so the bellman had to let me in. This was after standing in line for 20 minutes just like the first time. Anyway, I got my room, unpacked and went off to get theatre tickets. I got great orchestra seats for us to “Catch Me If You Can” at the Neil Simon Theatre. Once I got back to the hotel, they had finally fixed the key machine and after a third 20 minute wait in line, I finally had both a room and keys to it.
I settled in to wait for my partner Steve to get here from the East Village where he is wrapping up a seminar at NYU and once he arrived, it was off to the theatre.
I had read mixed reviews of “Catch Me If You Can”, but had seen some scenes on YouTube and the Tony’s broadcast, so we decided to give it a shot. Especially since we had discount coupons.
Another rule: Never pay full price for theatre. Going to the theatre is like flying. On the plane, everyone paid a different price for their seats. Same in the theater. If you know where to look, you can get in for less than the posted price. It’s the only way we can see as many shows as we do. We do have to miss some until they cool off- there are no discounts for “Book of Mormon” right now and we aren’t about to pay $375 for two tickets to a show with no stars. Even we have limits…
Anyway, “Catch Me If you Can” was a delight. We both thoroughly enjoyed it. It was a great homage to the spirit of hope and innocence of the early 1960’s. It had a kind of Frank Sinatra/Dean Martin Rat Pack feel. Great choreography. Excellent music and lyrics playing to the various early 1960’s sounds. And uniformly excellent performances- especially by Tony Award Winner Norbert Leo Butz, leading man Aaron Tveit, Tom Wopat and Kerry Butler.
Aaron Tveit should definitely been nominated for the Tony. He carries the show. Norbert Leo Butz, in what is really a supporting role, steals it. Kerry Butler, with the 11 o’clock number stops it and Tom Wopat proves again how far he’s come from the “Dukes of Hazard” to being one of the most consistently excellent actors on Broadway.
The problem was the book. It took a while to draw us in, but about a third of the way through the first act, it had us hooked. There is lot’s of glitz in the first act, but in the second act, it finds its heart and soul. That surprised me as so many shows fall apart in the second act. But in this one, that’s the stronger act.
I really recommend you see this show if you come to New York and are looking for one new musical to see. And if you miss it in New York, see it on tour. This is better than the Critics led us to believe. Just be prepared for a somewhat slow start, then hold on for a great ride in the theatre. You won’t regret it once it gets going…It’s thoroughly engaging…
Okay, I admit I just don’t get tattoo’s at all. Maybe it was growing up around too many World War II vets who got them while they were drunk overseas and kept saying the wish they had never done it.
Maybe it’s because I’m so aware fashions change and these things are permanent. I would hate to be stuck with the 1970’s fashions for the rest of my life…
Maybe it’s because I keep thinking that what looks cute on a tight 20-year-old body is really going to start looking like crap on a heavier, sagging 60-year-old body….
But what is this woman going to do if someone defriends her or changes their profile picture?
Another example that supports my concerns for the critical thinking skills of people today….
I just wish I knew of a company that will be able to remove these things in the future so I could invest in them now. It would make for a most comfortable retirement…
UPDATE: It has been reveled this was all a publicity stunt and the video is faked. These are temporary tattoos that wash off in a couple of days….I trust no one decided to follow suit and do this in reality!!
I’m going to have to give this some serious thought as a second career….
I wonder if Students around here can pay as much…
Hmm….
And I bet I could whip them into shape in no time….
From the Daily Beast:
It’s 10:30 p.m. on a Saturday in Philadelphia, and 51-year-old Kia Katrina Grasty, donning only her pajamas, is heading to a frat party.
Pulling up in her white GMC envoy truck to one of the University of Pennsylvania’s unofficial fraternity houses on Pine Street, Grasty marches confidently into the bash, shuts down the deejay and makes an urgent announcement: everyone needs to look for a package belonging to Penn junior Jack Cortese, one of the students living in the house.
Jack’s mother—actress Kim Delaney of NYPD Blue—was frantic that Jack hadn’t yet received the high-end suit and shoes she had overnighted for his upcoming internship interview. When Delaney couldn’t reach her son on the phone that night, she called Grasty. Unable to refuse the mother of a “privileged” client, Grasty darted out of bed immediately and took control of the situation.
“We need to look for a package!” she declares to the glassy-eyed college kids, who somewhat obediently stop carousing to search among strewn beer cups, cigarette stubs and other detritus. Moments later, Grasty emerges victorious from behind a bench on the front porch. “Got it!” she yells, and like clockwork the show goes on. Grasty can go home for the night, but she’ll be back soon enough to mop up the mess. That’s her job, after all.
Since 2005, Grasty has been cleaning up after Penn. While her partner at Diamond Cleaning, Candy Boyd, handles more conventional work—commercial buildings in Harrisburg, Pennsylvania—Kia has parlayed the effusive recommendation of one student, who found her on Google, into a customer base of dozens of Ivy League neat freaks and slobs—including high-profile scions like Delaney’s son, Vera Wang’s daughter, and the heir to the Beverly Hilton—many of whom pay her for the entire year in advance.
There’s a reason Fred Astaire and Ginger Rogers became so beloved and famous during the Great Depression.
Not just style and talent, but escapism…
When things get really bad, it’s best to recognize the facts and not ignore them. It’s also best not to let them overwhelm you. Life goes on and one has to make the best of it while finding joy in the moment.
Fred and Ginger dancing embodies that philosophy for me…
Maybe I’m just another victim of the Hollywood Dream Factory, but how bad can it be when you have Fred, Ginger, Nat King Cole and Irving Berlin all wrapped up together?
Here’s a little video I found on YouTube to enlighten our Sunday Morning…
Lost in the 21st Century 
Woman Tattoo’s All FaceBook Friends Profile Pictures on Her Arm
Okay, I admit I just don’t get tattoo’s at all. Maybe it was growing up around too many World War II vets who got them while they were drunk overseas and kept saying the wish they had never done it.
Maybe it’s because I’m so aware fashions change and these things are permanent. I would hate to be stuck with the 1970’s fashions for the rest of my life…
Maybe it’s because I keep thinking that what looks cute on a tight 20-year-old body is really going to start looking like crap on a heavier, sagging 60-year-old body….
But what is this woman going to do if someone defriends her or changes their profile picture?
Another example that supports my concerns for the critical thinking skills of people today….
I just wish I knew of a company that will be able to remove these things in the future so I could invest in them now. It would make for a most comfortable retirement…
UPDATE: It has been reveled this was all a publicity stunt and the video is faked. These are temporary tattoos that wash off in a couple of days….I trust no one decided to follow suit and do this in reality!!
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