Good morning, all! Oy! It was another night of lousy sleep: since Wednesday this lease situation has been a damned yoyo, I'm cranky, and I'm tired of the constant it's-on-it's-off-it's-on . . .
Today I should be heading to the 42nd Street Library to use the microfilm for the New York Telegram, January 10, 1904, to read the remainder of the article on backstage work during a performance of BABES IN TOYLAND, since the bottom of the copy in publicist Townsend Walsh's scrapbook has crumbled into dust. It's a fascinating article about the 60+ stagehands, electricians, etc. running the performance, and it has a great drawing of a view from the flies as Mabel Barrison sings "I Can't Do the Sum" near the apron so the reader can see the crew setting up the Spider's Forest behind the Garden Wall set. The 12 Piper Children who perform the number with Miss Barrison each have their own stepladder behind the set to climb onto the garden wall.
The article details every scene change and the amount of time needed to accomplish it; for instance the Master Toymaker's castle(Act Two Scene Four), which is the finale of Act Two, takes 10 minutes to assemble during Act Two Scene Three and collapses and falls apart during a volcanic eruption covering the stage with lava, steam, and smoke in less than three minutes!
That's my exciting life. Instead of heading to 42nd Street today, I think I shall stay here and transcribe all the notes I've been taking.
Tonight, I have a birthday party on the East Side at Roosevelt University. If DR Jose doesn't play A CHORUS LINE tonight, I believe he's my date.