Well, dear readers, it is late and I must write these here notes in a hurry because I must be up early to do things. So, let me work backwards here, because sometimes one simply must work backwards to achieve forward momentum in a backwards kind of way. For example, last night I went to see a show at Vitello’s, invited by my friend Kerry O’Malley to see a singer/impressionist named Christine Bianco. I gather she has a nice following – the room was pretty much sold out. She’s been in Forbidden Broadway and other stuff and she’s really talented. Her impressions, which make up 90% of her act, are mostly spot on and she’s also very, very funny and has a really good command of the audience. Her musical director, whose name I can’t remember, is terrific – I met him after and he was such a nice guy. She had two guest impressionists with her – a guy named Jim Ross Meskimen, who did a brilliant Ian McKellan – hilarious. But I was especially impressed with the other young female impressionist, Carlie Craig. She’s really funny in a very natural way and her impressions were really excellent. She’s done one of the Kritzerland rip-off shows, so maybe we’ll see if she wants to do one of ours. Anyway, it was a fun evening, that was a little longer than most shows of this type.
My friends at Vitello’s took care of me perfectly – they love working our shows, so they made sure I had a great table, which was very nice of them. I had a small Caesar to start, and then their excellent fettucine with mushrooms and veggie sausage. I’ve had it several times and it’s always excellent. Kerry had their burger thing – what is the name they call it – the astounding burger or the astonishing burger – something like that – apparently really tastes like meat. She really likes it. After that, I came right home, answered some e-mails, listened to some music, and had a telephonic conversation.
Prior to all that, I got nine hours of sleep, arising at noon. I got the good news that the Vitello’s check had arrived, so I went to the mail place, got it, went to the bank and deposited it. Then I came back home. I finally wrote the two little commentary things for the Group Rep show that I hadn’t gotten to, so that’s all done now. Then I shaved and showered, and the next thing I knew it was time to mosey on over to Vitello’s. Happily, I got a newly vacated spot on the street. Score.
Today, I must be up by nine and to the Group Rep by ten to figure out how we’re doing the sound for next week’s FUNdraiser. We’ll test out the two mics they have, and our Vitello’s sound guy will make sure it all works for us, that the reverb will work, and then he’ll come in on Monday and get it all set up so that all anyone has to do is turn on the system. That should take about an hour, then I have to come right home for our Group Rep rehearsal, for the second group. We’ll finish around three-thirty, then I’m supping with Peyton and her mom. If they’re willing to do the drive, I was thinking of maybe suggesting a visit to Genghis Cohen – I haven’t been in months and months and I really miss it. After that, I can relax and perhaps watch something.
Tomorrow can be a ME day, and that will be nice. Monday, is our Group Rep stumble-through. I’ll be going over there early to work with our sound guy, and then we run the show, save for the one person we’ll be missing, but who’ll do her stuff prior to our starting. Tuesday and Wednesday are our show, and then I have to buckle down, Winsocki and start planning the August Kritzerland show, plus the usual meetings and meals and going and doing and doing and going, not necessarily in that order.
Well, dear readers, I must take the day, I must do the things I do, I must, for example, be up by nine, do a sound investigation at the Group Rep, have a Group Rep rehearsal, sup, and then relax. Today’s topic of discussion: Who were and are your favorite impressionists? Let’s have loads of lovely postings, shall we, whilst I hit the road to dreamland, having finished working backwards to end up at the forwards.