May 20, 2012
A few issues have been taking up some time in my life, so I thank everyone who was asking when I would blog again. So much has happened that I wish I had been writing about — like the closing of the Algonquin, great shows by Ron Squeri, Matt Howe, and Christy Trapp, a terrific master class by friend-of-this-blog Sally Mayes.
But there’s more to discuss. So, onward!
October 29, 2011
I’m currently on a jaunt to the West Coast.
When I checked in to the DC / Phoenix portion of my flight yesterday I have to admit I was disappointed I didn’t score an upgrade to first class. Until… I noticed that John McCain was on the flight,evidently travelling home to Arizona by himself. The thought of being sat next to him for four hours would have been a little overwhelming. I mean, everybody on the flight owed him a debt, because there would be no DCA/West Coast flights if it weren’t for legislation he rammed through totally going against the plans of the regional airport authority so he (and we) could have the convenience of a direct flight home to Phoenix without going via Dulles or BWI. But then the conversation might have gotten more pointed and I would probably have been met by the Secret Service in Phoenix.
So the moral — things work out.
August 27, 2011
Everyone, please be safe. But here are some song ideas while you’re keeping safe and sound…
- Gonna Be Another Hot Day — 110 in the Shade Cast
- Soon It’s Gonna Rain — Mandy Patinkin, Kristen Chenoweth
- Hurry, Here Comes The Hurricane — Phillip Melancon
- Tryin’ To Reason With Hurricane Season — Jimmy Buffett
- Little Drops Of Rain — Judy Garland
- Irene — Lazy Lester
- No Time At All — Irene Ryan
- Stormy Weather — Lina Koutrakos
- Hurricane Eye — Paul Simon
- Singing In The Rain — Cliff Edwards
- Ride Out the Storm — Seesaw Original Cast
- Down at the Twist and Shout — Mary Chapin Carpenter
- It’s Raining Men — The Weathergirls
- When the Sun Comes Out — Eileen Farrell
- When It Dries — Two By Two Cast
- Goodnight Irene — The Weavers
(Yes, Over the Rainbow really should be on this.)
August 12, 2011
Forget the crazy Newsweek cover. There’s a terrific profile of our next Vice President by Ryan Lizza in the current issue of the New Yorker. And shockingly there’s a quote by Michelle Bachman on same-sex marriage that I have to totally agree with: “that, if same-sex marriage were legalized, “little children will be forced to learn that homosexuality is normal and natural and that perhaps they should try it.” “
August 6, 2011
OK, I’ll admit that I’m psyched about a new season of Project Runway. And the first episode even provided a life lesson that’s I keep learning over and over.
(Spoiler Alert — Info about the episode’s outcome follows. Oh, and Rosebud is his sled.)
The challenge of the episode was for the designers to fashion an outfit out of what they wore to bed and a sheet. One designer didn’t want to incorporate the colorful headscarf he was wearing into his garments because he didn’t want his hair to look bad on TV. He held to this even when warned by Tim that his standing with the judges was precarious. And of course, he was the one eliminated.
Now, I’m not exactly a “whatever it takes to win” person, but I think this is a valuable lesson on how easy it is to be distracted by a tangent that one loses the main point. It’s like doing a song and being so concerned about a highnote that you forget to tell the story of a song and communicate with the audience.
A work cubicle neighbor once had the saying “A ship in a harbor is safe, but it’s not a ship’s job to be safe” prominently posted. Fifteen years ago I used to tease her about it. But today I find it a more and more useful reminder.
July 15, 2011
I feel I’m constantly re-learning certain lessons…
I was at Bob Smith’s always-terrific open mic at the Morrison house last week when I was approached by someone at the bar. She said that she was visitng from Florida and that the last time she had been there, I sang Danny Boy and it was so moving, would I sing it again. It seems that the lovely woman was there the only time I had sung Danny Boy in my life. I remember that it was a night when no one seemed to be paying attention to what was going on at the piano, so I thought, What the heck, I’ve always wondered if I could sell the story of this song. After that one performance I decided to let the Irish tenors* have this one and concentrate my energies on other repertoire.
So the yin and yang of this, as I see it:
- You never know who’s watching at any given time when you’re performing, no matter how un-interested an audience may seem.
- Often a tepid audience will contain one or more person who really appreciated what you did (in a quiet way).
*Thanks to my maternal grandmother Elizabeth O’Laughlin, I’m not abondoning the Irish part; it’s the tenor part I’ll never claim.
July 8, 2011
Well, that production of Oklahoma has returned to Arena Stage. I still admit that it’s charms were lost on me, but whenever I’m in the Waterfront metro station and see people leaving the theater, someone’s turning cartwheels over it, so what do I know?
Arena has announced The Music Man for next season. And in the totally unfounded rumor department*, reports are that the production will be recycling more than the prairie dresses and barn (to be painted white) from Oklahoma. Having had such success displaying the diversity of settlers in the Oklahoma territories, Molly Smith is said to be thinking about making The Music Man about the Asian immigrant experience. Reportedly Marion, Winthrop and Mrs. Paroo will be portrayed as Asian — which given the piano lessons and librarianship seems somewhat appropriate. Reportedly, Battle Hymn of the Tiger Mother author Amy Chua will be coming in to script a scene where Marion rehearses the children’s band and berates them for not practicing and living up to their potential, causing them to play flawlessly in the final scene. And Shipoopi will be re-orchestrated from a polka to a dragon dance. The seriousness will be leavened with Mrs. Paroo’s constant exasperation with Winthrop’s speech defect, making her constantly chide, “Winsrop, stop risping!” And of course we discover that the town’s male foursome are actually on the downlow.
*Needless to say, I’ve made this all up. But when I floated this notion to two people involved with the production of Oklahoma, they didn’t know whether to believe me or not.