Thursday, February 25, 2010


Today's title is a quote from God of Carnage, which I saw over the weekend. I have to say, I did not expect Annie Potts to throw up all over the stage. I think my favorite part was when she had her breakdown and screamed, "HERE'S WHAT I THINK OF YOUR TULIPS!" and started destroying the set. Good times.

So I just thought of another of my favorite A:OC quotes. Barbara to Bill: "Oh, forsook you and the horse you rode in on!" I was especially angry at my sister this afternoon, and before I knew it I found myself screaming, "Oh, forsook you and your sonofabitching snow day!" There. That's so much better. Forsook you, Patti LuPone. Forsook you too, god damn it. I'm angry tonight.

I saw a college production of Little Women last night. It brought back a lot of good memories. It's been five years, and I'd forgotten how much I love the show. But I still haz a angry.

Maybe I'll talk about my updated spring docket.

American Idiot
Addams Family
Night Music
Next Fall
Next to Normal with Ripley, dammit

And maybe, just maybe, at a matinee in August, a girl wearing sunglasses and a feathered hat will slip into the mezzanine of the Hirschfeld and see if Annaleigh Ashford is a good Jeanie.

Tuesday, February 16, 2010

Losing My Mind

We are not going to talk about the new tribe. Except Annaleigh Ashford as Jeanie. 'Cause that's pretty epic casting.

Instead, I turn your attention to my amazing night at Joe's Pub. I haven't had so much fun in a long, long, long time. Kacie Sheik and Caissie Levy were fantastic, even if Sheik is prone to making weird faces when she sings. But I thoroughly enjoyed myself. And this negative bitch laughed. I was so excited that my hands were shaking too hard to hold a camera, so Lenora was the night's photographer. And she was wonderful at it.
Sweet Jesus, they did I Will Never Leave You. I would say I inwardly freaked out, but I didn't. I let out a banshee's shriek of surprise and segued into hysterical, overwhelmed, underfed laughter. And I think I mumbled something like, "Holy crap...SIDE SHOW" to Lenora, but it's a fuzzy memory. All I know is I cried. Out of shock, out of nostalgia, out of joy. Joy. Overwhelming, intense, crack your face and fill your lungs with helium joy. The kind of joy that won't let you stand up or walk because your legs have turned to jelly. And it's my very, very favorite emotion.

Okay, I can't help myself. George Berger. He's my second-favorite Hair character, and he is an immature, hurtful, scruffy, sex maniac. So suck on that, Ace Young. You're on your own now, prettyboy.

Saturday, February 13, 2010

Suck it, Cupid

Welcome back, suckers. (Or sucker, as I'm afraid the case may be.) So tomorrow is Valentine's Day, and I am well on my way to becoming a lonely old cat lady hiding behind velvet curtains and glaring at the young people. But that's okay. 'Cause then maybe somebody will make a documentary about me. Anywho, here's a perfectly marvelous, perfectly unique list of my favorite Broadway love songs. I know most of them don't fit the bill all that well. This beez MAH blog, dammit!

How Could I Ever Forget - Next to Normal
Donna - Hair
Losing My Mind - Follies
It Couldn't Please Me More - Cabaret
Maybe This Time - Cabaret
My Junk - Spring Awakening
Goodbye, My Love - Ragtime
You Could Drive a Person Crazy - Company
Not While I'm Around - Sweeney Todd
Mein Herr - Cabaret
Going Places - Grey Gardens
Peas in a Pod - Grey Gardens
I Will Never Leave You - SIDE SHOW

Saturday, February 6, 2010

The Book What I Wrote

It's no secret that I love the theatre. But, make no mistake, friends, I am a writer first. And now apparently I am a good writer. Thanks to, I have mercilessly and ruthlessly been clawing my way to the top. I drag my tired self towards that contract. I read and comment on vampire books that don't interest me at all. But I am a fighter, and I am ambitious as hell. And I will make this work for me.