A Life Out of Control

End of the Rainbow (Ahmanson)userpic=ahmansonWhenever I think of Judy Garland, I think of my mother. Both were brilliant and talented, and knew how to manipulate people around them through charm and style. Both also saw their lives destroyed — far too young — by the pressures of the job, by pills, and by booze. Luckily, my mother did much better than Judy in the husband department :-). I mention this because last night we saw Judy Garland — or a reasonable facsimile thereof — at the Ahmanson Theatre when we saw “End of the Rainbow“.

End of the Rainbow” (EotR) is one of two shows currently playing in Los Angeles about singing superstars whose lives were destroyed by pills and booze (the other is One Night with Janis Joplin” at the Pasadena Playhouse). The focus of EotR is the end of Judy’s life: the final concerts in London in 1968, and her final marriage with Micky Deans. The show presents a remarkable portrayal of a woman who is no longer at the top of her game; a woman for whom the craving for pills and booze have led to self-destructive behavior. It also shows how Judy’s poor choice in men contributed to her downfall — men often more in love with the image of Judy and the power of that image than for the little Francis Gumm inside the icon.

The show also seems to play up her relationship with her gay piano player Anthony; this seems an intentional homage to Judy’s status in the gay community. At the performance we were at, it seemed to be working. Just like when we were at the Pasadena Playhouse and the African-American community suddenly appeared for the African-American themed shows, the Ahmanson audience seemed tilted with gays and with older people that remembered Judy. It clearly highlighted one problem live theatre has in America: it is one form of live entertainment that is not attracting young people and growing. How to address that problem has been often discussed. It is certainly not being well addressed by the larger theatres in Los Angeles, for we’ve noticed the greying of the audience not only at the Ahmanson, but the Colony, Cabrillo, Pasadena Playhouse, Pantages, and other larger venues. Certain audiences can be brought out for particular shows (such as the gay audience here, or youth for shows like Wicked, American Idiot, or Fela!), but converting that audience into regular theatre-goers is difficult.

The center of this remarkable show is Tracie Bennett. She portrays the manic Judy at the end of her life. As such, her singing is no longer perfect, and she has become a caricature of the actress Judy. She also captures the drive and energy of Judy, and when she is performing, you can see how Judy wowed the audiences in concerts. You can also see how she influenced her daughter, Liza — both were more singing actresses who found the story and the connection to the song, as opposed to being a mere chanteuse.  The energy and passion she brings to her performance must be exhausting. A simply fascinating character study to watch.

You might notice I didn’t say that Bennett was the heart of the show. That’s because she isn’t. The heart of the show is Michael Cumpsty as Anthony. Anthony is a fictional Scottish accompanist hired for the London shows; he supposedly worked for Judy for the disasterous Melbourne Australia shows. He is also explicitly homosexual (and Scottish, if that makes any difference). Cumpsty’s Anthony is the calming presence. Anthony is always there with the sympathizing voice or the satiric barb; he is the voice of the playwright. He also is the voice of the gay community saying to Judy: come live with us — with us you’ll be accepted and loved for who you are. In this way, his character is a little offensive as it serves to play off the homosexual stereotype for humor. Some of the reviews I read indicated that he also expresses the voice of the playwright, Peter Quilter.

The obstacle in the show is Judy’s soon-to-be last husband and manager, Mickey Deans, portrayed by Erik Heger. The show fudges a bit here, portraying them as engaged even though it is still only 1968. Still, Deans gives the impression of an enabler. Initially, he hides the drugs (Ritalin) and the booze, but keeps heaping on the pressure that drives Judy to them. Later, he gives into to her needs for the  pills and booze, and in doing so hastens her demise. Heger’s performance is clearly that of a user of people.

Rounding out the cast is Miles Anderson in multiple small roles (BBC interviewer, porter, asst. stage manager).

The production was directed by Terry Johnson, who does a great job of bringing these characters to life through his actors. The set and costume design was by William Dudley. The set was primarily Judy’s London hotel room, with periodic foreys to the “Talk of the Town” performance stage created by removing the back wall of the hotel room to reveal the orchestra and lowering a “Talk of the Town” sign. Costumes seemed appropriately period. Lighting was by Christopher Akerlind, and sound was by Gareth Owen.

End of the Rainbow” is not a musical — it is a play with music (i.e., the music does not serve to move the story). The orchestrations of the Judy Garland songs was by Chris Egan. Jeffrey Saver served as Music Director, and Seymour Red Press was Music Coordinator. Gareth Valentine did the musical arrangements.  The onstage band consisted of Michael Cumpsty on piano (although not explicitly credited), Jeff Driskill on woodwinds, Daniel Fornero on trumpet, Robert Payne on trombone, Ken Wild on bass, and Ray Brinker on drums.

Mark Dobrow was the Production Stage Manager, and Rachel Zack was the stage manager.

End of the Rainbow” continues at the Ahmanson through April 21. Tickets are available through the Ahmanson website.

Transportation Notes: As there were three shows at the Music Center, we decided to avoid the parking mess last night by taking Metro from North Hollywood. Worked like a charm. The walk through the new Grand Park was very pleasant, and will be something we’ll do again.

Upcoming Theatre and Concerts:   April has less theatre — so far, only one show is scheduled. The first weekend of April is open. The next weekend brings with the Southern California Renaissance Faire.  Following that is “Grease” at Cabrillo Music Theatre, and April concludes with a winetasting at Temple Ahavat Shalom. May is busy in a different sense, with two concerts — Elton John in Las Vegas on May 4, and (tentative) Michael Feinstein at VPAC on May 11. May also brings “Falling for Make Believe” at The Colony Theatre and “To Kill a Mockingbird” at REP East. Lastly, continuing the look ahead, June will bring (tenative) “The Scottsboro Boys” at the Ahmanson Theatre, “Priscilla – Queen of the Desert” at the Pantages, and (tentative) Sweet Charity at DOMA. July is currently more open, with “9 to 5 – The Musical” at REP East in the middle of the month, and “Legally Blonde – The Musical” at Cabrillo at the end of the month. August is currently completely open due to vacation planning and the potential Nottingham Faire. I’m also keeping my eyes open as the various theatres start making their 2013 season announcements. Lastly, what few dates we do have open may be filled by productions I see on Goldstar, LA Stage Tix, Plays411, or discussed in the various LA Stage Blogs I read (I particularly recommend Musicals in LA and LA Stage Times).

Music: In The Digital Mood (Glenn Miller Orchestra): “Pennsylvania 6-5000”

 

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Saturday Link Clearing: Pens, Knitting, Pas. Playhouse, Vegas, and Power

userpic=fountain-penIt’s Saturday, and you know what that means — time to clear out the saved links for the week. As always, these links are usually discovered through my reading of the papers and by what comes across my RSS feeds (which I’m now reading via Newsblur):

  • Fountain Pens. Those who know me know I do fit the stereotype in some ways and not in others. Yes, I carry a pocket protector. However, I use it to protect my pocket as it is full of fountain pens. Thus, I found this Boing-Boing article about the Namiki Retractible Fountain Pen quite interesting. It would really depend on the quality of the nib. I’ve actually found that Schaeffers — especially the cheap Shaeffers — work the best for me.  Parkers occasionally work, but I’ve never been able to get the fancier pens — especially Cross Fountain Pens — to work well for this left-handed writer.
  • Knitting. Whereas I love fountain pens, my daughter loves to knit. This article made me think of her: a mobile knitting truck that serves as a locally sourced store for lovers of yarn.
  • Theatre. The Pasadena Playhouse has announced their 2013-2014 season, and my response is a big yawn. Perhaps their bankruptcy soured me on them, but I haven’t been that impressed with their season announcements, which usually change by the time the show is presented. They may have the occasionally good show (I’ve heard good things about the Janis Joplin concert currently there, but I’m not into Joplin); however, overall their seasons are predictable. The chestnut. The black show. The new musical. The TBA. The 2013-2014 season is no different. It starts with the musical jukebox tuner “Smokey Joe’s Cafe” (Sept. 18 to Oct. 13). That’s followed by a new play, “Stoneface” (Nov. 5 to Dec. 1), with French Stewart portraying silent film star Buster Keaton. “Stoneface” might be interesting. After that is the play for African-American audiences, Weinraub’s “Above the Fold” (Jan 28 to Feb. 23)–a fictional story of a female African American reporter who travels to a Southern university where four white fraternity boys have been accused of raping a young African American woman. Next up is the chestnut, Noël Coward’s “A Song at Twilight” (March 18 to April 13, 2014). Closing the season, as usual, is the “To Be Announced” production (May 27 to June 22, 2014), directed by playhouse artistic director Sheldon Epps. One potential show of interest.
  • Las Vegas. Those who know me know that I find Las Vegas History interesting. Here’s an interesting story from the LA Times on a man who is trying to get out of Nevada’s infamous Black Book that bars people from casinos for life. No one has ever done that, except by dying.
  • Los Angeles. Lastly, you all know I love LA. Here’s a fascinating map of power consumption across Los Angeles by neighborhood. We’re in a lower-use neighborhood, except during the hot summer months. Other neighborhoods are much much worse. However, some neighborhoods in LA, for some reason, are simply not mapped.

Music: Zorba (1983 Broadway Revival Cast): “The Crow”

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Erecting a Wall

userpic=observationsI was going to write today about some interesting historical things that have been forgotten, such as a Jewish Cemetery in East LA, or how forgotten gaming magazines such as the General are finding new life on the Internet. But instead, there’s a new issue nagging at me: Paywalls.

Those of you who remember my writing a few years ago remembered that I drew heavily from the New York Times. Today, I rarely cite the time, because they introduced a metered paywall. I thought about paying, but their rate of $3.99 a week was far too expensive when you added it up. You might note I cite the LA Times heavily even though they have a paywall. This is because I subscribe to the paper version of the LA Times, and that gives me digital access.

This week, word came about about more papers going to the paywall model. The San Francisco Chronicle has added a paywall; some, but not all, articles will be on SFGate. However, many of those will point to the full version behind the paywall. The Orange County Register is adding a complete paywall. The Sacramento Bee already has a paywall for some material. The San Diego U-T has a paywall.

Nationally, the Gannett papers have added paywalls (except USA Today, which they’ve redesigned to make unreadable). The Washington Post is adding a paywall. The St. Louis Post-Dispatch may add a paywall. The Chicago Tribune has a paywall. Expect it soon at your local regional paper, if it is of any size.

I understand why papers are doing this: the online advertising model is proving to be unworkable. To survive and be profitable, papers are doing what they can. However, I feel it is hurting the country. We are going back to a model where people will primarily get their news from a local, slanted, media voice (combined with bloggers who are not trained journalists). Before paywalls, one could read a number of different sources, draw a line down the middle, and determine a more unvarnished truth. That’s much harder.

Plus, it will be much harder to learn what is going on elsewhere in the country. USA Today was revolutionary in that they provided news for the entire country — yes, just one paragraph, but that was more local news than you often got. That’s getting much harder, although you can go to the sites for the local TV stations — but they don’t provide as much in-depth written reporting.

I’m sad to see the paywalls go up. I know it will certainly impact where I go for news.

Music: Elaine Stritch At Liberty (2002 Original Broadway Cast) (Elaine Stritch): “The Ladies Who Lunch”

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Food-Related News Chum: Pepsi, Pesach Horseradish, and Pink Champagne

userpic=pineappleYes, I know it’s not lunch. It’s been one of those busy days. So here’s your lunchtime news chum, and then I’m off to eat Pesach leftovers. Oy, do we have leftovers!

  • The Shape of Things. After 17 years, Pepsi bottles are getting a makeover. An easy-to-grip design, youthful packaging and visible brand elements are features of the new look that the company hopes will stand out on shelves. Now if they could just do something about making the product healthier.
  • My Kind of Spice. I hate peppers, especially bell peppers. But I love, absolutely love, horseradish and mustards. Here’s an interesting article about a family that’s in the horseradish business. I thought about making my own horseradish this year, but after reading this article, I’m glad we didn’t find anything but the prepared stuff.
  • Pink Champagne. Pink champagne is completely unrelated to pink lemonaide. It is actually much harder to make and get right than normal champagne. Want to know more about the bubbly drink? This article will tell you all you want to know.

Music: 2001: A Space Odyssey (Soundtrack) (The Berlin Philharmonic Orchestra): “The Blue Danube (Reprise)”

 

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Survivors: Robert Clary, Margaret Cho, Gary Richards, and a Mosaic

userpic=frebergToday, while eating my lunch of chicken salad and matzah, I was staring at my list of accumulated articles to see if there was a theme. Suddenly it popped out to me — all of these stories are about people or things that are facing and surviving adversary:

  • Robert Clary. Mention Robert Clary to most people, and they won’t recognize the name. Folks from my generation will — Clary was a popular singer (I have his album singing songs from “Gigi”) and played LaBeau on Hogans Heroes. Clary is also a survivor. The Paris-born Clary spent three years in a concentration camp before making it big in New Faces of 1952, and went on to play a major role in Heroes with fellow Nazi survivors Warner Klemperer and John Banner. For 20 years, Clary has traveled the U.S. and Canada, speaking at schools, colleges and other venues about the horrors of the Holocaust.
  • Margaret Cho. Many folks may be familiar with the comic Margaret Cho, who also had an ABC sitcom many years ago. Cho writes of her experiences going to a Korean spa, and how the traditional women there reacted to her heavily tattooed naked body. In the article, she talks about her tattoos are a mark of her survival: “”These were all women of various sizes and shapes and some, like me, bore the marks of a difficult life. My tattoos represent much of the pain and suffering I have endured. They are part of me, just like my scars, my fat, my eternal struggle with gravity. None of our bodies are ‘perfect’. We live in them. They aren’t supposed to be ‘perfect’. We are just us, perceived flaws and all”
  • Gary Richards. Most people probably don’t recognize Gary Richards. Those in the Bay Area will recognize his pen name: “Mr. Roadshow”. I know Gary because he occasionally tosses a SoCal question my way (and I truly wish the LA Media News Group would have him write a column for the LAMG papers). Gary recently wrote a column about a situation he is being forced to survive: He can’t drive. Gary was just diagnosed with something called Charcot foot, a disease that can cause the bones to deteriorate. No walking or driving for at least 6-8 months. He has to use a walker, and remain immobile as much as possible. This on top of a previous injury: he has been an amputee since age 11, when bone cancer took his left leg above the knee. Especially with Gary’s job, not being able to drive must be incredibly frustrating; I remember when I was laid up with a broken right foot and a good left leg. I’m sure we all with Gary a speedy recovery.
  • Petroleum Mosaic. Our last survivor is not a person but a thing: A mosaic of the petroleum industry in Los Angeles that miraculously survived the destruction of the Wilshire Grand Hotel. The story of how the mosaic was discovered and researched is fascinating.

Music: Sing for Joy (Rabbi Gershom Sizom/Abayudaya Jews of Uganda): “Shema”

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Marriage Equality

Marriage Equalityuserpic=charactureFacebook has turned into a river of red. Everyone is changing their user-pic to a pair of pink equals on a red background, an alteration of the Human Rights Campaign’s standard blue and yellow logo. The advocacy group, which “seeks to improve the lives of LGBT Americans,” has called on its followers to show support for marriage equality by doing this. They’ve followed suit, with all sorts of equal signs on a red background: bacon, matzah, wedding rings, and almost anything you can think of. Those who haven’t changed their Facebook user-pics have often expressed support in other ways, such as status updates.

Yesterday, I was one of those folks. I did what I believed was an innocuous status update in support of marriage equality. Or so I thought, at least. It ended up starting a vigorous discussion back and forth, with over 44 comments being posted (and the discussion was likely not over). So I felt that this morning I should write up my thoughts on the discussion and subject.*

Important Note: This is a statement of my opinion. It is not open for discussion. Got it? Good!

I am in favor of marriage equality. If two (or more) unrelated adult humans, all able to freely consent, wish to form a long-term relationship, I see absolutely no reason why the state shouldn’t recognize that relationship, and accord to it all the legal rights that go with what we call “marriage”: visitation rights, inheritance rights, formal dissolution rules. The odd wording is to cut off any discussion about adults marrying children (I do agree a line must be drawn), relatives marrying close relatives (Again, a line must be drawn, for different reasons), and any nonsense about marrying animals or inanimate objects and that such.

Oh, so you’re worried about children. Specious argument. Has nothing to do with the issue. Many marriages between opposite sexes do not produce children. This is simply about equality under the law for adult relationships. I’ll agree that the ideal is raising a child in a loving household with both a mother and father; but to me, the loving in the household trumps the requirement for the sexes of the parents to be different. If we can’t have the ideal, then we can at least have love.

Oh, so you’re worried about religion. Guess what? I’m not demanding that any religion recognize these marriages. I’m referring to recognition for legal purposes, for those that choose to have the relationships registered with the state. If they want it “blessed by God”, that’s between them and their clergy, and their clergy has every right to refuse. Separation of church and state and all that rot.

Oh, you want to call it something else, but have it equal in every other way. Look, “separate but equal” went out with Jim Crow. Loads and loads of laws refer to marriage and spouses. Changing them to use new terms to make things truly equal will take lots and lots of effort and cost lots and lots of money, just to make the “separate” be really “equal”. It is much easier and cheaper to just call it “marriage” — most importantly, because that’s what it is.

Oh, so homosexuals offend your sensibility and go against “God’s will”. Deal. Everyone offends someone: there are those offended by blacks, by Jews, by (name your group). Luckily, we live in a country that proclaims “liberty and justice for all”. This means that everyone must be equal under the law: irrespective of sex, skin color, religion, sexual orientation, or any other attribute.

So that’s my thought. I’m hoping that soon the Supreme Court will recognize that the societal view on this has shifted, just as it has shifted on interracial marriages and other marriages. Don’t believe me? I suggest you study the history of marriage.

(*: This was written before I got to work; with a final review and post as soon as I arrived and got my tea)

Music: Lorelei (Original Broadway Cast): “Diamonds are a Girls Best Friend”

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Let Me Tell You The Story ‘Bout a Man Named Mo…

userpic=tallitNow it is almost the time to tell the story I’ve hinted at in the last two posts. I’ve already done my ceremonial playing of the table setting song…

Starting from the left take the little fork, it’s the salad fork, then find the bigger fork place and place it to the right of that fork, then we take the plate, it’s a lovely plate, and you place the plate right next to them, line it up, mmmmm, that looks nice, aren’t you having the time of your life, and guess what comes next — you guessed it, the knife, ….

(if you haven’t heard the “Fork, Knife, Spoon” song from “Dear Edwina”, you should)

I’ve set the Seder Table, and I’m just waiting for it to be closer to put the final items on it:

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Last year I printed the 6th edition of my Haggadah (let me know if you want a copy, but it is for personal use only as I haven’t done all the copyright clearances). So we should be all ready to go. All together now (to the tune of the “Theme from the Beverly Hillbillies”):

Come an’ listen to a story
’bout a man named Mo,
A Hebrew child raised
by the daughter of Pharaoh,
An’ then one day
an Egyptian beat a slave,
An’ Moses stepped in,
the Hebrew for to save…
(Struck the guard, killed him dead!)

Well, the next thing you know,
ol’ Mo is all a-feared.
The Hebrews said,
“Mo, run away from here!”
Mo decided Midian
was the place he oughtta be,
And there he stayed,
till he saw a burnin’ tree…
(God, that is… boomin’ voice, majesty.)

God told Moses
to go an’ tell Pharaoh,
“Time has come
to let my people go!”
Pharaoh just laughed, said,
“You tryin’ to pull my leg?”
So Mo raised his staff,
and God brought down the plagues…
(Blood, that is… frogs an’ lice, hailstones.)

Ten plagues in all,
and the last was really bad:
Slayin’ of the first-born,
and Pharaoh was a dad.
He said to the Hebrews,
“Go on! Get away from me!”
So they loaded up their matzah
and they headed toward the sea…
(Red, that is… mighty wide, no way across.)

Pharaoh got all crazy
and decided to attack.
Mo raised his staff,
and the waters, they drew back!
The Hebrews walked through,
just as dry as they could be,
And Pharaoh’s army chased ’em,
but were covered by the sea…
(Drowned, that is… chariots, riders, too)

The Mo’s sister Miriam,
she began to sing,
And the womenfolk danced
as she played the tambourine.
Once we were slaves,
but now we are free,
And in every generation
we recall our history…

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And By Signs and Portents…

userpic=rough-roadToday, I’d like to tell you a story about signs. No, not the exodus from Egypt. That’s tonight — didn’t you read my post from yesterday? This is a story about some different signs; I’ve got to get this written up so I can go set the Seder table and listen to my favorite table setting music (Amazon). In particular, I sincerely doubt these are signs that Moses saw as he was escaping from Egypt.

Unless he was parking, that it.

Parking signs can be very confusing. Witness what is happening in Los Angeles, specifically in Hollywood. There the signs are extremely confusing with different rules for different hours and arcane limitations. Some claim it is intentionally predetory. The article cites dueling signs, four or five to pole, that go on and on:

Tow-Away No Parking Any time (arrow pointing left)

Tow-Away No Parking 6 p.m. to 3 a.m. (arrow pointing right)

2-hour parking Mon.-Sat. 8 a.m. to 6 p.m. Sun. 11 a.m. to 6 p.m. (arrow pointing right)

I could imagine it could be worse in San Francisco. There they have introduced demand-based parking, where the parking rate for a particular block changes monthly based on the demand for the space — spaces more in demand cost more. I would image they would need variable LED signage there!

New York City has attempted to resolve this problem in a different way. They are attempting to design parking signs that actually make sense, with a clear focus on the hours where parking or stopping is prohibited, stating the hours when parking is permitted, and identifying any commercial restrictions. Their signs look good; I’m not sure how they would work in Los Angeles with preferential parking districts added to the mix.

Lastly, I’ll note that it isn’t hard to make your own sign. That’s what I did recently. I ordered a custom “Reserved Parking Sign” for in front of our house where I park the vanpool van. Really nice aluminum sign. Of course, I attached it to the tree with wire-ties :-).

Now to go and set the table…

Music: An Evening With Sutton Foster – Live At The Café Carlyle (Sutton Foster): “Late Late Show”

 

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