Then I get another e-mail from someone named Shelly Goldstein, a cabaret performer, who informs everyone on her blast list that she'd producing this evening, and that it's being directed by a fellow who's been in the cabaret world for quite some time. The minute I saw his name I wanted to throw up on the ground. This guy eventually wormed his way into a record label we don't mention around here, completely run it into the ground, and then was let go by the owners. He IMd me years later asking if I could forgive him and I responded saying I'd put the whole thing away and that he didn't need my forgiveness. There are many performers and people in the business who really don't like this fellow. He came to one of our Gardenia shows, saw what we were doing, and - wait for it - he now his HIS own night at another club. He heard about what we were doing with the thirteen-year-old and - wait for it - he's now offering a class to young teens about cabaret performing.
I wrote back the guy from earlier and told him I could not in good conscience support the event, given that this guy is directing, and I told him that I didn't think Michelle would be too happy about it either, since she was very aware of what that whole situation was about and how it affected me. I also asked him why he wouldn't have come to me first, since this is what I do, since I had a VERY close relationship with Michelle dating back to 1990 - we'll see if he answers.
