Well, dear readers, here I am, firmly ensconced in the Big Apple or, at the very least, the medium kiwi. I had a lovely flight in, checked into my lovely hotel, and then went off to see Hairspray, thanks to Mr. Craig Brockman securing me Miss Kerry Butler’s house seat. I met Mr. Craig Brockman in front of the theater, and then, once inside, I met Mr. Michael Shayne, who was also seeing the show. The show was delightful, very high energy, and perfectly cast. The first act did go on a bit long, and a couple of the numbers seemed to blend into each other, but it’s such an obvious audience pleaser it doesn’t matter. The sets and costumes were/are fun, Jack O’Brien keeps the whole thing moving right along, and some of Jerry Mitchell’s choreography is really terrific. But it’s the performances that really sell the show and every single person is excellent – from Marissa Jaret Wonokur and Harvey Fierstein, to our very own Kerry Butler to my old college chum Linda Hart. Since I was in the third row, when Linda saw me during the curtain call, she pointed at me and waved. Afterwards, we said hi to Kerry and the others and then went off to Joe Allen, where Michael and Craig and I met up with my assistant Jonathan, his chum Kristopher, Kristopher’s singing partner, and our very own Juliana A. Hansen. We had lots of fun, and sitting nearby was Charles Kimbrough and Beth Howland and I had a lovely conversation with them, too. Sitting in the very back of the restaurant, holding court, was Miss Chita Rivera, her daughter Lisa Mordente, and others I didn’t recognize.
I must hurry now because shortly I leave for our first session of recording – today we’re doing Miss Judy Kaye, Miss Rebecca Luker, Miss Christiane Noll, Miss Sussan Gordon, and horror television host and legend, Zacharley. Isn’t that exciting? Isn’t that just too too?
It’s still gray and rainy (it rained quite a bit last night) but I rather like that look here in New York, New York. Well, why don’t we all click on the Unseemly Button below because I must jump in the shower or, at the very least I must do a time step in the shower.
Tonight, after our session, is our unseemly Hainsies/Kimlets get-together and from what I gather there will be quite a lovely crowd. Then, tomorrow, the rest of the recording session, more Joe Allen, and then back to Los Angeles, California from whence I came.
Don’t forget, Donald has a brand spanking new radio show going up today, and if you haven’t read Seth Rudetsky’s Unseemly Interview, you should.
Well, dear readers, I must take the day, I must do the things I do, I must go hither and thither and then yon, I must record, I must go to our get-together, in short, I must get crackin’. Also, as already mentioned, we’re not doing an Unseemly Live Chat this weekend, but we may have an impromptu one during the week. Today’s topic of dissuction – wait a minute – did anyone notice I just wrote dissuction instead of discussion? Oh, well, now we’ve got to live with it – today’s topic of dissuction: It’s Sunday – free-for-all day, the day in which you get to dissuct anything your collective hearts desire. So, dissuct away and I’ll check in when I get back to the hotel around five. Let’s have lots and lots of posts because you know what – while I’ve been sitting here writing these here notes I forgot to mention that it is June, June, June (that is three Junes, which means June is bustin’ out all over). Let’s give a hearty hello to dainty June and all the nice things it will bring to one and all and also all and one. Post away, my pretties.