As I sat and watched Curtains, I realized Carol thinks of New York as a theater town, as probably most people do. I think of New York as an art town, and spend my days so busily looking at art I am too tired to think about theater by evening. There was certainly a time I saw a lot of theater. On one trip from Chicago I must have seen six plays in 5 days. I’m not sure why I don’t love it as much now.
For our last day in town we went back to the TKTS booth, this time getting half-price tickets for The Drowsy Chaperone. It was a cute story, better costumes and music than Curtains, although very similar. Both are plays within plays and probably owe a lot to the Producers. After the play we walked around Ninth Avenue looking at people and architecture, met a friend for dinner back at Sala Thai. Next: home, school and more Japan planning.
That’s very cool. Amazing how these things resonate and make connections.
My Uncle Michael was the original dude that sang, Springtime for Hitler in Germany, in the original movie of The Producer’s. I always called him Uncle Mickey…and I lived with him for a year in my early 20’s. He is responsible for my nomadic lifestyle, since he was the one that persuaded me to work on the boats…He lives in North Little Rock now with a boyfriend that met him while I was living with him. He is very much a Theater person…his voice was phenomenal. Michael Davis was his stage name.